World of Chessboard

"Jin'er!" Zhao Qingyan shouted as she woke up from the intense pain.

The sound of someone pushing the door rang out, followed by the sound of footsteps. Jin'er's voice sounded, "Young Master? "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qingyan held her head and said painfully, "Medicine, medicine! I have a headache! "

Jin'er rushed to the cabinet by the wall, opened the drawer and rummaged through it. "Young master, the medicine is gone."

Zhao Qingyan said painfully, "Go to the pharmacy and look for the prescription, which is the leftmost stack of prescription. From top to bottom, there's the tenth recipe. The ones with Chuanwu and Nanxing, go grab the prescription and boil it for me. Hurry!"

Jin'er was flustered. "Young Master, that poison, I don't dare."

"Go!" "Go on!" Zhao Qingyan wailed in pain as he rolled on the bed. He then slammed both of his hands on the bed.

Jin'er instructed Pei'er, who had rushed over at the sound of the voice. "Tell the prince to find an imperial physician while we're at it. I'll go boil some water for Young Master." Pei'er hurriedly complied and quickly ran away. Jin'er glanced at Zhao Qingyan, making sure that nothing would happen to him, before she hurried to the pharmacy.

"Young Master, medicine." Jin'er placed the medicinal soup in front of the bed and asked worriedly.

Zhao Qingyan endured the pain and propped up her body. She stretched out her hand and took it, not caring about the fact that the medicinal juice was still boiling. She gulped it down and then fell back onto the bed, covering her head with the blanket.

Jin'er walked up to Zhao Qingyan and picked up the empty bowl, "Young Master, what else do you need me to do?"

Zhao Qingyan clenched his fingers tightly and said, "Don't worry about me for now. I will tell you if I need anything." When royal father comes, don't ever tell me that I went out to drink. "

Jin'er saw that he was still thinking about drinking, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She could only give a grunt and step back a little.

"Mo'er?" The Qi King quickly rushed over, and after seeing Zhao Qingyan rip apart the blanket, he asked her, "What's going on?"

Jin'er answered softly, "Young master has a headache again. The painkillers are gone, I went to boil some water."

The Qi King stepped over the cloth fragments and touched Zhao Qingyan's forehead, "Are you feeling better?"

Zhao Qingyan said after a while, "Not so good." He opened his eyes and said to Pei'er, "Take a basin and help me up. I want to vomit."

The Qi King was stunned, "He vomited again? Can't you bear it? "

The Qi King stretched out a hand to support him, preventing him from falling down from the bed. He said to Jin'er, "Hurry and cook another bowl of water." He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the medicinal juice from Zhao Qingyan's lips.

"No need." Zhao Qingyan said weakly, "It doesn't hurt much anymore. Why haven't you gone to see the imperial physician?"

Pei'er said, "Master Song is not in the palace today. I've sent someone to invite him to the palace. It might be slower, but Young Master should insist on it." Because Zhao Qingyan's body was weak, Ren Zong specifically allowed the Qi King's Mansion to keep an imperial physician. However, a situation like this would only cause the palace guards to go from the Privy Council to the palace and request for another imperial physician. Naturally, this would drag them out for a long time.

Zhao Qingyan closed his eyes in distress, "Forget it, there's no need to invite me anymore. It's useless even if you invited me here. If you want to act and complete the set, then ask the imperial physician not to expose your identity. "

The Qi King touched his sweaty hair, his face filled with pain, "How did you do that? Wasn't he fine when he returned today? You're in so much pain after just a nap? "

Zhao Qingyan leaned against the Qi King's chest and remained silent for a moment before she said, "I might have thought of too many things, putting myself in a tight spot."

Prince Qi helped him lie down, then asked Pei'er to bring a new blanket for him to cover his body. "You're going to be 20 years old soon. Do you have any plans?"

Zhao Qingyan stared blankly at the curtains on the bed for a while. "To be crowned, it's not the time to be extravagant right now. You can just casually pass by."

Prince Qi sat on the edge of the bed. "Your coronation ceremony was originally planned to be held in the palace. The various departments have already arranged it. Continuing or not is a problem."

Zhao Qingyan said, "I'm not a prince, so it's not appropriate for me to do this in the palace. "It's better to be in the Residence. It's hard to say if you have less etiquette."

Prince Qi said, "Don't think it's so easy. Even in the Mansion of the King, you can't escape those etiquette."

Zhao Qingyan covered half of his face with a cloth and said, "So troublesome, I'm tired."

The Qi King smiled bitterly, "Don't be like this, you are about to be crowned, you are no longer a child. What about the marriage? "

Zhao Qingyan asked, "Since I'm already like this, can I just work harder and end the engagement?"

The Qi King lightly tapped him on the head, "Don't even think about it. The Duke of Trojan Horse has specially made a trip here, saying clearly that he believes in you and he won't change the engagement just because of this. "

Zhao Qingyan sighed, "I heard that. This is bad news."

Qi Wang asked, "Why are you so unwilling to marry Mu Qing Han? What is there about her that you don't like? "

Zhao Qingyan shook his head and asked, "Father really hopes that I can marry her as soon as possible?"

"What do you think?"

Zhao Qingyan shrugged, "If I were the marquis, I would definitely look for an opportunity to make the marriage contract. Mu Qing Han was his only daughter, so he had left all his belongings to her. Rather than letting your daughter marry a cripple like me who only has status, it would be better to marry a talented man with character, or just marry into a family. "

The Qi King said helplessly, "Mo'er, I don't understand why you are unwilling to marry her. Such a woman can only be found and not sought for, what is there to be picky about? "

"Jin'er, close the door." Zhao Qing waited for Jin'er to close the door before speaking in a serious tone, "I want to avoid being suspected." The influence of the marquis of the Trojan Horse was too great. It was like the martial arts world, the imperial government, and business. "A man's wealth is his own fault."

The Qi King frowned and asked, "Who are you avoiding? This marriage was made by your royal uncle himself, who else are you afraid of? " He suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

The Qi King asked, "Why do you have such thoughts?"

Prince Qi asked in silence, "I heard that three days ago, it was on the day your Ninth Uncle and Thirteenth Uncle came to visit you. Did you go to the hospital by yourself? Have you found something? "

"Father also knows." Zhao Qingyan let Pi'er help him up and put some cushions behind his back. With a serious look on his pale face, he said, "I did not intentionally hide the matter of my visit to the Imperial Physician Guild. That Imperial Brother and the other ministers involved in this matter will definitely not be able to keep their cool. I've sent a few of my in-house guards on special missions to protect the imperial physician at the hospital — to be precise, I've written something down before I went to the hospital. I guessed that I would definitely be able to find something at the Imperial Physician Courtyard, so I wrote a few pieces of paper on my clothes and had Chen Huayi bring it to Thirteenth Uncle, telling Thirteenth Uncle to send guards to protect the Imperial Physician Courtyard from the shadows. This way, we should be able to avoid all those who are secretly watching us. "

The Qi King frowned, but didn't interrupt him, gesturing for him to continue.

Zhao Qingyan pondered for a moment, "No matter what the problem is with the Grand Hospital, it will only affect the people who are still in the hospital and the people who have already left. There were guards secretly observing from the side of the hospital. Regardless of whether they discovered the presence of the guards or not, those who had already left the hospital would not be able to escape from them. After going over and over again, it was just a trick to borrow a knife to kill someone, and then kill them to prevent future troubles. royal father wouldn't mind helping me search the city for the person who was killed, right? "

Qi Wang heard some of the meaning behind his son's words, and asked, "What exactly did you see at the hospital? Mo'er, suspecting your royal brother isn't an interesting thing. Even though he hasn't been recognized as a prince yet, if your royal uncle still doesn't have a son, then he will be the crown prince. "

Zhao Qingyan nodded, "I know. If it's too much, it's a capital offense. That's why I can't go into details. It will involve more people. Royal Father, don't worry how I found out that my royal brother had something to do with this. You just need to help me find that person. "My son knows it's a matter of priority. No matter what the outcome is, I won't openly confront him. I just want to know if he's trying to hurt my heart."

The Qi King asked, "What did you and your Thirteenth Uncle say? Have you told him about this in detail? "

Zhao Qingyan said, "No, I only thought of this much in the past few days. I don't want to trouble Thirteenth Uncle." "Also, Thirteenth Uncle never told anyone that he would send guards, so there is no need for me to remind him."

After pondering for a long time, the Qi King nodded slightly, "I can help you, but you have to promise me that you will not continue to risk your life."

Zhao Qingyan said indifferently, "As long as you don't disturb my leisurely life, I won't wade in this muddy water."

The Qi King took a deep breath, "Mo'er, I know you have the ability to continue investigating, but I can't stop you." But I don't want you to get involved in the court. royal father does not wish for you to have anything to do with the affairs of the imperial court. I only wish that you become an idle prince like me. "

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "I know, I don't plan to do it to the end." Father, as long as they don't anger me, I will be harmless. But to tarnish my reputation, I absolutely cannot tolerate it. "

The Qi King stood up, "Up to you. You can control the degree of the fire, but I won't interfere. Don't play around with it, there's no point in burning it to death."

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "I got it. Father will just have to see how I move."

The Qi King stopped in his tracks and added, "I've made it clear. If I think you can get married, you'd better not find any other excuses. You've played enough.

Zhao Qingyan shouted, "No!"

The Qi King revealed a smile, "I once thought that a woman was a burden, but in fact, getting married might not be a bad thing."

"Aiyo, my head hurts from the pain!" Nothing could be heard! "It hurts so bad!" Zhao Qingyan immediately rolled into the bed. With one hand holding the tattered blanket, and the other holding the blanket that Pei'er had brought, he began to howl at the top of his lungs. He was howling at the top of his lungs.

The Qi King smiled as he pretended to be sick but didn't expose him. "Alright, I'll be going back now. You think about it for yourself. You're going to be an adult soon. You should get married." He turned around and left.

As soon as the Qi King had left, Zhao Qingyan stopped talking and threw the blanket away. He said expressionlessly, "Give me some water."

Pei'er smiled and said, "Young master, can you also pretend to be sick? Your highness hasn't gone far, but your voice has already stopped. " He poured a cup of water and passed it to him.

Zhao Qingyan drained all the water in one gulp and sighed: "What if I don't pretend? You want to see your Young Master get married just like that? "

Pyle tilted his head and said, "What if I don't? What's there to be dissatisfied about marrying a beauty home? "

Jin'er said, "Young master shouldn't be so picky. Miss Mu, I don't mind you having a few more concubines. How nice is it, do you still have the nerve to not marry?"

Zhao Qingyan covered his head with his hands. "I have a headache. Don't talk to me." Jin'er and Pei'er looked at each other and smiled. They didn't want to disturb him, so they packed up their stuff and left.

After they left, Zhao Qingyan's gaze calmed down. His eyes were filled with a trace of loneliness and lament.

Some things couldn't be avoided after all.