The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 275: Threats
Chapter two hundred and seventy-five threats
After Murong Jie returned to the mansion, he saw Su Qing running around in the main hall like ants on a hot pan.
Seeing him coming in, he hurried forward and said in a low voice, "Not only did Zian disappear, but Xiao Tuo also disappeared. Xiao Tuo's servant said that before he disappeared, Zian went to him."
Murong Jie asked: "You mean, they disappeared together?"
"I guess it's like this." Su Qing said worriedly: "I have ordered people to search the entire capital, but no two of them are missing, and they also circled around the city. Now the eldest princess has gone. After visiting the epidemic area, she analyzed that Mrs. Liang should find someone to inspect the epidemic area, so she will carry it there first."
Murong Jie couldn't help but worry, "Where are they going? Have you asked Xiaoyuan? What did they say?"
"I asked Ni Rong and Dao Boss, and said that Xia Zian came back once, and only gave Wang Yu acupuncture alone, and then left. At that time, everyone thought that she had returned to the epidemic area and did not ask, and now it has been completely Two days have passed, and I am afraid that some people will speculate that she has escaped, after all, she has issued a military order, and there are still six days before the half month agreed before."
Murong Jie knew that Zi An would not leave without a reason, and she would not run away.
He analyzed with her that the military order has no restraint on her. Even if she really wants to go to the imperial court to ask her guilt, she doesn't have to be afraid.
But where did she go? And she left after going to find Xiao Tuo. Could it be that Xiao Tuo accompany her to find a prescription?
She has a clue?
But why not come and tell him?
Murong Jie did not continue to think deeply. He was an actionist, and ordered to go down and prepare his horse, and asked Su Qing to assemble the guards to go out to find Zi'an.
But before going out, Ah Fu came, "My lord, the concubine, please come over."
Since Aunt Sizhu died, the two have never seen each other again. Murong Jie did not go to greet her, and she would not let anyone come to spread the word about Murong Jie. Although the mother and son lived under the same roof, they only The counterparty does not exist.
At this juncture, Murong Jie couldn't help but be careful when she wanted to see him.
"What happened?" he asked coldly.
"No, the noble concubine only said to let the servants come to pass on the prince, and didn't say anything." Ah Fu said.
Su Qing stepped forward and said, "My lord, let's go, maybe, the imperial concubine will know where Xia Zian went."
Murong Jie's eyes suddenly turned cold, remembering that she had attacked Zi'an before, and it was not ruled out that he would attack her this time.
When Murong Jie came to Qingning Pavilion, the white lantern used for Aunt Sizhu's funeral hadn't been taken down. The courtyard was completely white, and the huge paper crane that had risen high was still hanging on the top of the tree. On the paper crane, it was written to drive the crane to the west.
The familiar tingling sensation came over him, and his eyes were almost filled with hatred.
After a short pause, he strode forward, his expression returning to normal.
The imperial concubine was in the dormitory, and Ah Fu led him outside, opened the curtain, and blessedly said, "Old imperial concubine, the lord is here."
A tired voice came from inside, "Come in."
A'Fu came out, bowed and said, "Your Highness, please."
Murong Jie opened the bead curtain and walked in slowly.
She was half-lying on the bed, her face was pale, her drooping hair was dyed with hoarfrost, and her face without makeup was much older.
Seeing him come in, she asked the maid to help her sit up, then raised her hand to let the maid exit.
Murong Jie stood without even raising his brows, but asked indifferently, "Is there something wrong with your concubine asking this king to come?"
The imperial concubine smiled sadly, "You hate the mother-in-law, don't you? You don't even want to call the mother-in-law again."
Murong Jie remembered that Zi An addressed Prime Minister Xia, she never addressed him as father or father. It seems that sometimes you don't even want to pretend to some people.
"I have something to say." Murong Jie's stern face was already a little impatient.
"You can be so indifferent to the person who gave birth to you, how good will you be to Xia Zian?" The concubine put away her sadness and said coldly.
"This obviously has nothing to do with you."
The imperial concubine sat up again, her eyes were broken and cold, "It doesn't matter, don't worry, Aijia is not asking you to come to Aijia, and I never expected Aijia to lie on this hospital bed. I want to visit. I called you here today because you are still the regent of Dazhou. Your younger brother wants to go back to Beijing and needs your consent. Now that Aijia is ill, there can be no one around to serve you. Aijia wants you to issue an decree and allow you My younger brother is returning to Beijing to serve the sick."
Murong Jie smiled lightly, "There is no shortage of people around the noble concubine."
"Is that the same? Ai's family needs her son by her side. Which one of the maids in the house is of the same mind as Ai's family?" The Concubine said sharply.
"The noble concubine is full of anger, so it can be seen that the illness is not serious, and it is not yet to the extent that the king of Nanhuai will return to Beijing to serve the disease."
The imperial concubine was so angry that she coughed a few times in a row. After coughing, she panted and stood up on the edge of the bed. With the help of the maid, she walked in front of Murong Jie.
She worked hard to straighten her back and raised her head. Even though she was ill, she still had a domineering aura. "The Aijia just asks you, do you want to go down or not?"
Murong Jie didn't even think about it, "Impossible!"
The imperial concubine stepped back and stared at him with vicious eyes, "Okay, since that's the case, Xia Zian will not be able to come back."
Murong Jie raised his sinister eyes, "You ordered someone to take her away?"
The imperial concubine sneered, "A woman of unknown origin and shameless, you are more important than your own mother. It can be seen that the filial piety that your ancestors emphasized has not been passed on to you."
Murong Jie's face was cold and his tone was even colder, "Did you take her away?"
The imperial concubine raised her hand and asked the maid to help her sit on the chair. She tried to straighten her waist, raised her chin slightly, her eyes were sharp, "One person for another, Aijia handed Xia Zian back to you, and You, order your brother to come back."
Murong Jie's voice caught the storm, "This king said it was impossible."
"Then Xia Zi'an must die." The imperial concubine said bitterly.
Murong Jie took a step closer, with a dangerous bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes, "If something goes wrong with Xia Zian, King Nan Huai will lay a corpse for her!"
"You dare?" The concubine shouted sharply and stood up. The illness just now dissipated, and her face was ashen.
Murong Jie smiled coldly, still staring at her, "You try!"
The imperial concubine used all her strength, slapped him, trembling all over and said: "That's your own younger brother, Nizi, how did Aijia give birth to such a disobedient son as you? Aijia might as well Strangled you when you were born."
Murong Jie's eyes turned cold, and his lips raised a sarcastic arc, "You won't, the year this king was born, you were named a noble concubine, and you couldn't bear it."
"Go away!" Like crazy, the princess picked up the cup on the coffee table and smashed it.
Murong Jie took it with one hand, stretched out his hand, and suddenly loosened, the cup fell on the ground and shattered into pieces, he said word by word: "This king promises you that if anything happens to Zi'an, the head of Nan Huai will be smashed. Just like this cup!"
After speaking, he smiled coldly, turned around and walked away.