Chapter 154 Sakura and Peach
Fortunately, although Prince Zhi was wondering what had happened to Yinzhen, his top priority now was to deal with the Crown Prince. At this critical juncture, choosing to provoke the vindictive Fourth Brother would not be recorded in the annals, so he resisted the urge to attack.

After Kangxi recovered from his typhoid fever, he lost interest in sightseeing and headed straight back to Beijing. This tour through the frontier was somewhat anticlimactic.

Out of consideration for Kangxi's health, the army moved much slower than when they came. During the journey, Kangxi half-lay in the stable carriage, reading memorials. However, whether it was because of his illness or the shaking of the carriage, Kangxi felt that the handwriting on the memorials was very blurry, and he could not see clearly even with a mirror.

This blurred vision symptom lasted for several days, causing Kangxi to become more and more irritated. All the people serving in his presence were trembling with fear, fearing that if something went wrong they would be dragged away by Eunuch Liang.

The person who was dragged away by Eunuch Liang recently has never appeared again, and everyone knows what this means.

"Call Honghui!" Kangxi suppressed the urge to kill, looked at the words that were crowded together, and suddenly said.

Not long after, Honghui got on the imperial carriage. He smiled and greeted before he spoke: "Your Majesty, Honghui has missed you so much during this period, but Father did not allow Honghui to disturb you."

"Oh? What did your father say?" Kangxi raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Father said that the Emperor was angry with the Crown Prince and asked Honghui to stop getting in the way." Honghui leaned close to Kangxi and massaged his legs. "Honghui understands. It's just a quarrel. Father was also angry with Honghui, but they made up after a few days."

"Your father tells you everything." Kangxi said with hint of meaning.

Honghui raised his head with some pride: "Father said that if Honghui did something wrong, as long as he sincerely repented, he would not really be angry with his grandson. Grandson knows that Father loves him the most."

"What do you think? I remember that you have a younger brother from a different mother. Doesn't your father like him?" Kangxi continued to ask.

"Of course, Father loves my third brother. It's just that mother said that just like people's fingers are different in length, even though they are all Father's children, they don't all have the same importance in his heart." Honghui gestured with his fingers, "My grandson is the eldest son. Although he is not Father's first child, he is indeed his first son. His meaning to him is completely different."

"You see it clearly." Kangxi nodded and went over Honghui's words in his mind. If the prince truly repented, would he give him a chance?
"Read it to me."

Honghui took the memorial from Kangxi's desk and read the beginning but couldn't continue: "Your Majesty, can your grandson stop reading?"

"What's wrong?" Kangxi asked, listening with his eyes closed.

"These are all memorials impeaching the Crown Prince's second uncle. My grandson doesn't want to read them."

"Why, do you think the prince is doing the right thing?" Kangxi's tone was so cold that people could sense the danger.

"No, I think the Crown Prince's uncle is indeed wrong, but he is the Crown Prince. Only you, the Emperor, can determine the Crown Prince's faults. No one else can trample on them." Honghui closed the memorial. "These are just nonsense that I guessed your intentions when I saw that you were angry. Don't believe them."

"Honghui, you are very brave today." Kangxi opened his eyes and stared at Honghui.

Honghui patted his head and said, "Huang Mafa, you have been recuperating these days and haven't been to the temple fair. I wonder if your grandson can tell you about the local customs and practices here."

Kangxi stared at Honghui, who remained calm, and smiled, "Okay, you go ahead."

Liang Jiugong saw that it was time for dinner, so he quietly opened the curtain and saw Honghui chatting while Kangxi was listening in a relaxed manner. The atmosphere was pleasant and harmonious, in stark contrast to the tense situation in the past few days.

As expected, Master Honghui had a way. Liang Jiugong put the food prepared by the imperial chef on the table, and Kangxi motioned Honghui to eat with him. Honghui ate happily and suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong with you? Are you not eating well?" Kangxi noticed his grandson's abnormality.

"This roasted lamb leg is Uncle Jiu's favorite, but he has been ill recently, and his grandson can't eat it because of his illness." Honghui said.

"sick?"

"Yes, he fell ill at about the same time as you. Father didn't dare to disturb him so he didn't report it. We invited the imperial physician and the local famous doctor to see him. They said it was a combination of acclimatization, cold, and some other illness that your grandson doesn't understand. He couldn't get out of bed immediately. It's been several days now, and he can just sit up. Your grandson went to see Uncle Jiu, and he's lost a lot of weight." Honghui looked very worried.

Kangxi then realized that he had not seen Lao Jiu for a long time. He wanted to call him to come and see him, but then he thought of Honghui saying that he could not get out of bed, so he gave up: "Liang Jiugong, bring some good medicinal herbs to your Jiuye, let him take good care of his illness, and come to see me when he recovers."

Liang Jiugong glanced at Honghui. He had heard something about the Ninth Prince. Although he didn't know what the disease was specifically, it was definitely not as trivial as Prince Honghui said.

But there was no need for him to expose her fault, so he agreed and personally gave the tonic to the Ninth Lady without saying anything else.

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The Eighth Prince was playing with a porcelain bottle while listening to his subordinates' reports.

"Replying to the master, Ying'er can no longer be contacted."

"Yeah." When the Eighth Prince knew that the Ninth Prince was avoiding people, he had probably guessed that the undercover agent had indeed been exposed. "He has only been using this drug for more than half a year, and the dosage is not large. If he finds out now, he can quit. It's a good deal for him."

Ying'er is the woman who committed suicide. She relied on her beauty to enter Jiu Ye's mansion. It took her nearly half a year, along with the help of Ba Ye, to finally get established. Jiu Ye only drugged her after he had some initial trust in her.

"Keep an eye on her sister and make sure nothing unexpected happens," said the Eighth Prince.

The guard in black knelt on the ground after hearing this: "My master, I failed in my duty. A letter came from the capital saying that Tao'er is missing."

The Eighth Prince's face immediately turned cold: "When did it happen? Tell me in detail."

"Just a few days ago, my subordinates went to deliver food to Tao'er and found that the house was locked. They pushed the door open and found no one inside. It was as if they had disappeared from the face of the earth!"

"Find her, we have to find her no matter what!" The Eighth Prince had a feeling that Tao'er would definitely be a trouble in the future. He originally wanted to use Ying'er to destroy the Ninth Prince. If he could also make the Fourth Prince and the Tenth Prince addicted to drugs, that would be a pleasant surprise.

At the very least, if the ninth brother dies, the fourth brother's money supply will be cut off.

I didn't expect that he discovered it so promptly. If he had slowed down and found out that it was me who did it, I would probably be sad for a while.

"Keep an eye on the Fourth Prince's Mansion and the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion." The Eighth Prince had a guess about who was responsible, but he really couldn't figure out what went wrong. How could someone easily capture a living person who was under strict surveillance from his mansion.

What if their target is me? It would be hard to guard against it!