The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!

Chapter 503 - 500: Deer Blood Wine for Kidney and Virility Enhancement

The palace path was long. Gu Fuju walked without stopping, his tone unhurried.

"Does Mr. Zhu already have someone in mind?"

He threw the question right back.

Yes.

Of course, it’s the Fifth Prince.

A loud "bang" sounded from the hall behind.

Many officials turned their heads, looking at each other in confusion.

This...

At whom is the Holy Emperor angry?

But there was no further sound from the hall for a long time.

Gu Fuju still did not turn back and walked straight ahead.

Who else could it be?

Ying Zhi secretly met with Liang Rui and concealed his whereabouts.

Liang Rui turned around and led troops to attack.

How could Emperor Ying not suspect that Ying Zhi had a hand in this conspiracy?

As for who to send...

It could only be Ying Yin.

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After leaving the Imperial Palace, Ying Yin, with a cold expression and icy presence, went directly to the Jia Mansion.

Just as he got off the carriage, he saw Ying Fuyan standing at the door to welcome him.

Seeing him arrive, he bowed respectfully and gestured for him to enter.

Ying Yin strode inside.

"I imagine you’ve received the news."

Ying Fuyan, being assisted forward, did not find it too strenuous.

"Yes."

"Since the Holy Emperor has commanded you to go, it would not be proper for you to refuse. It’s better to go openly."

Ying Yin abruptly stopped, unable to hide the gloom in his eyes.

"How should I go?"

"Previously, when the public asked me to go to disaster relief, it was undoubtedly Ying Zhi’s handiwork; he just wanted to send me away!"

"This time, it likely has something to do with him as well."

"How do you not know that once I leave, he will certainly use the excuse of internal troubles and external threats to directly pressure the Imperial Palace?"

His resentment ran deep.

"Father Emperor knows full well his underhandedness, yet still sends me away!"

Ying Fuyan: ...

Your hands are dirty too.

How are you not satisfied?

"Master, calm down."

Ying Fuyan: "How could the Holy Emperor not see the Second Prince’s ambitions? He must be wary."

If not, he wouldn’t have just bashed Ying Zhi’s head until it was bleeding.

"There must be some backup plans. Besides ..."

"The Second Prince’s forces can’t compare to yours. Over the years, the Holy Emperor has intentionally balanced both sides, not allowing anyone to rise too prominently."

"Sending you, it seems, the Holy Emperor fears you more than the Second Prince."

Ying Fuyan said calmly: "In my humble opinion, this is a good thing."

He poured Ying Yin some tea.

"The Holy Emperor isn’t in great health, but there are many capable people around him. If the Second Prince becomes the scapegoat, wouldn’t it be advantageous for you?"

"When the Holy Emperor can no longer rule and the Second Prince is accused of treason, you, Master, can rightfully ascend to that position."

"As for the border..."

Ying Fuyan smiled: "Those three generals, despite not getting along, have long secretly pledged allegiance to you."

"You can feign departure from Shangjing, then seize the opportunity to act. Chi Yu is in the disaster area, you don’t need to rendezvous immediately."

"If something changes in Shangjing, your return will save the day."

Ying Fuyan was well aware that these people with the surname Ying were all self-serving.

Nothing was as significant as sitting on the dragon throne, even if the border was in crisis.

Did Ying Yin come just to ask for his advice?

How could he have no decision in mind already?

He merely wanted Ying Fuyan to bring it up.

Ying Yin: "This..."

He feigned hesitation.

"The people at the border are suffering, as a royal descendant..."

Ying Fuyan: ...

Such a worthless wretch.

"The three generals at the border will certainly obey Chi Yu and resist the foreign enemy."

Ying Fuyan advised: "Master, you must prioritize the bigger picture!"

Ying Yin closed his eyes.

As if making a difficult decision.

"You..."

"You are right."

After lunch, Ying Yin took his luggage and led a martial team out of Shangjing.

Once he left, Emperor Qian unhesitatingly punished Ying Zhi, and under the pretense of allowing him to recuperate, confined Ying Zhi in the Imperial Palace.

The palace guards became increasingly strict.

Not just the Imperial Palace, but across Shangjing, the Imperial Army was increasingly visible.

——

Wei Zhao, after returning in the night, hadn’t slept long and went out again upon waking.

By the time he returned, mealtime had long passed.

The two had yet to move back to Lan Garden, and Wei Zhao hadn’t mentioned doing so.

The main courtyard had the most staff and was the safest.

Yu Tingwan served him soup, bringing it over.

"Only execution?"

Wei Zhao ate quickly: "He doesn’t need to do much more."

"The Dog Emperor is getting old, not completely senile. Most of the officials sent to the disaster area are those of Ying Zhi and Ying Yin."

Emperor Qian’s people, as well as neutral officials, mostly remained in Shangjing.

Yet, even so, what’s happened was unexpected, leaving him in a passive situation.

"The Holy Emperor doesn’t dare let Ying Zhi die."

If he dies, who would constrain Ying Yin?

Ying Cheng?

Yu Tingwan: "Then... is Ying Zhi alright?"

"For him to dare do such a thing, he must have predicted the Dog Emperor would erupt in fury."

Wei Zhao revealed: "The executioner, Black Shadow, is one of his people."

Yu Tingwan suddenly looked up.

"Black Shadow?"

"Isn’t Black Shadow supposed to only safeguard the emperor’s safety?"

Wei Zhao: "That was before."

"Black Shadow is split into two factions. One strictly safeguards the emperor, while the other, after the late Emperor’s ascent, became a secret weapon in his hands."

Yu Tingwan: "Ying Zhi really has the skill to buy off Black Shadow."

"Understandably."

"After all, with a limp, few officials aligned with him are in perfect health; they’re bound by past allegiances when Ying Zhi was in better condition, holding them by their weaknesses, forcing loyalty."

"Unable to find other officials to serve him, his focus is solely on the Imperial Palace."

"His injuries may look severe but are, in truth, superficial."

Yu Tingwan understandingly nodded.

Now, it was a matter of waiting for Ying Zhi to act.

With Black Shadow in his camp, it was the opportune moment for him to strike.

She no longer worried about matters outside.

Seeing Wei Zhao finish the soup, Yu Tingwan eagerly served him another bowl.

Wei Zhao wasn’t fond of soups and broths.

But Yu Tingwan placed it right before him.

Wei Zhao couldn’t refuse.

Seeing him finish, Yu Tingwan cheerfully offered a third bowl.

Wei Zhao hesitated.

Yu Tingwan, softly: "I specifically instructed the kitchen to stew this, the old duck was slaughtered and plucked by me."

It did have old duck, mutton, and oysters for flavor enhancement.

"Why do you need to do such menial tasks?"

Yu Tingwan: "I want to do it for you."

Could Wei Zhao refuse?

He emptied another two bowls but could drink no more.

"I’ll drink more later."

Though he’s been busy these days, he’s healthy and doesn’t need too much nourishment, lest he gets too heated.

However, Wei Zhao was quite satisfied with the care.

Yu Tingwan’s eyes curved with happiness.

"Mm."

"I also made a jar of wine. Later, my husband can have a sip."

Wei Zhao: "Alright."

Wei Zhao’s eyes softened.

"It’s not the cherry blossom wine from Aunt’s side, is it?"

"No."

Yu Tingwan told him.

"It’s deer blood wine!"

Wei Zhao understood.

He set his bowl and chopsticks aside.

"A cup of deer blood wine costs more than half a year’s food in the slums. It has the effect of nourishing and strengthening the body, warming, and invigorating blood circulation. Aristocratic children, and even women, occasionally drink it."

"But you don’t know, it also boosts one’s vitality..."

He could take no more.

Before he could finish,

Yu Tingwan looked earnestly, her voice clear: "I know."

She brazenly added.

"It’s especially for you."