"...What if it doesn't work?"

"...No, if the thief's heart persists... there are so many people in our house who can't stand it..."

While he was talking, someone rushed in from outside.

"Sir, Mrs. Cheng is here."

The door was slammed shut, and Cheng Jiaoniang took a step back slightly. The light in front of the door had not yet been lit, and her whole body was shrouded in the dim night.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door again.

"Stop knocking!"

Someone said at the door.

"I came here at invitation." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Someone seemed to be sneering inside the door, and then the door opened.

"Ms. Cheng is joking." The man looked at her, "Didn't you already refuse?"

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.

"See the person first, then talk about the matter." She said, raising her foot to enter.

Four or five long swords were drawn out of their sheaths and pointed at her.

"Ms. Cheng, thank you very much." The man said lightly, "There's no need for it now."

"Is he okay?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

"Yes, your highness, it's okay." The man said with a smile.

It's okay...

Cheng Jiaoniang said oh and stepped forward again.

"I'd better take a look," she said.

She stepped forward, and the man holding the sword across from her also stepped forward. The sword shone coldly under the lantern.

"Ms. Cheng, you don't need to read it." The man looked at her, "We don't believe you."

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Looking at the man who turned back, other people in the room came over to greet him.

"Is it really Mrs. Cheng?" they asked.

The man nodded.

"Why don't you invite her to come and take a look? Maybe His Highness can recover faster." One person said after hesitation.

Mr. Gu, who was standing in the hall, smiled with a hint of ridicule.

"Why don't you think that she is just worried that His Highness will recover soon, so she comes now?" He said, "The news of His Highness's death has not been reported for so long. Maybe some people are worried. Can you guarantee that she will not do anything wrong if she gets close to His Highness?"

Is it disadvantageous for Your Highness?"

The man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Even though she is well-known for her magical skills." Mr. Gu continued, looking outside the door, where the lights in the courtyard were lighting up one by one, "but she is not a reliable person for His Highness. If you really rely on her for this matter, Your Highness will

He is already dead at this time, why do you think His Highness will recover faster."

Everyone present nodded, there was movement in the room, and people rushed in.

The newly arrived imperial doctor was diagnosing the pulse of Prince Jin'an. Prince Jin'an seemed to be waking up, but in the end he struggled for a moment and fell into sleep again.

"How is your highness?" Everyone asked nervously again.

The imperial doctor nodded.

"Although it is dangerous, my life is safe," he said.

Two reliable people have said this, and everyone's hearts have finally settled.

"We have reliable people and we trust our people, so there is no need for Mrs. Cheng to come in again." Mr. Gu said in a deep voice.

The people in the room responded yes.

"It's just..." The man who went out first thought of something and said.

"Just what?" Mr. Gu asked.

"It's just that Mrs. Cheng looks a little weird." The man hesitated and said.

eccentric?

"I knew she was weird!" Mr. Gu raised his eyebrows, "We must not let her in. If she dares to break in, we will kill her."

No, it's not this weird, it's her description...

The man opened his mouth to speak.

"His Highness must never be allowed to go on business trips again." Mr. Gu continued.

Yes, His Highness can no longer go on business trips. This is the most important thing.

The man swallowed his words, nodded and turned around to go out.

Except for the imperial doctor who stayed behind, everyone in the room retreated. The maid stepped forward to tidy up the bedding, and suddenly she saw the body of Prince Jin'an shaking slightly.

"Imperial doctor." The maid shouted in a trembling voice.

The imperial doctor hurried over and watched as Prince Jin'an's hand slowly moved on the couch, and finally found something that didn't move.

The doctor and the maid looked at each other.

The maid carefully turned over Prince Jin'an's hand and saw that his hand was clenched and clearly saw what was held in it. Both the maid and the imperial doctor were a little surprised.

"Why is it a piece of wood?" the imperial doctor whispered, "hasn't His Highness's bed been tidied?"

The maid hurriedly shook her head and did not dare to say anything more. She stretched out her hand to take out the piece of wood, but Prince Jin'an seemed to notice it and tightened her grip.

"Forget it, just hold it. Maybe the pain is severe, but it might as well relieve it." The imperial doctor whispered.

In response, the maid put Prince Jin'an's hand back under the quilt and lowered the curtain.

The room was silent and the night was dark.

Looking at the door that was closed and never opened, the woman in front of the door slowly turned around and stood on the steps looking towards the night-shrouded street.

It's actually a good thing not to use her words.

Yes, it's a good thing.

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