Chapter 280: Happy Event at Ningyuan Marquis Mansion
Qi Rongrong was terrified and struggled hard, but how could her strength compare to that of the strong guards?
Soon she was forced to drink a bowl of medicine.

Prince Pingan, who was standing next to him, knelt on the ground and sobbed, kowtowing: "Your Majesty! Your Highness, please spare my mother!"

"Don't kill her... wuwuwu..."

He shouted but did not move forward. He just kowtowed.

Fu Zhonghai looked down at the scene in front of him, his eyes dark and motionless.

He knew that An'er, the son he raised with his own hands, would not take his mother's life.

If he could really be ruthless, he would feel relieved.

But the one kneeling on the ground is really cruel.

Qi Rongrong scratched and tried to get it out of her throat, shouting in fear.

"An'er, I was wrong. I shouldn't have arranged a beauty for you. Please forgive me! Don't kill me..."

As Qi Rongrong shouted, her voice became hoarse.

Soon, she could no longer speak and could only utter hoarse "ah ah" sounds in vain.

King Ping An also stopped crying and stared at his mother blankly: Is this... the poison making him mute?

Fu Chenan felt the cold and wetness of Xiao Yingchun's palm and knew that she was frightened. He patted Xiao Yingchun's hand and signaled her not to be afraid.

"This medicine won't kill you, but it will make you mute."

"Didn't you always think that you should be living a better life than everyone else after you left the Salesian Bureau?"

"You probably don't know that you have already been the most comfortable one among all the orphans back then, right?"

“Since you don’t know, you can go back to the Salesian Bureau and experience for yourself the life that the former sisters are living now.”

Qi Rongrong stopped scratching, and the fear in her heart was lessened a little.

Just go to the Salesian Bureau?

Just can't talk?

Don't you want to kill yourself?

She stared at Fu Chenan blankly, and after a few breaths she looked at Fu Zhonghai.

Fu Zhonghai had not intervened. When he saw her looking at him, he said calmly, "Prince Ping'an is very filial to his mother. You should go with us."

King Ping'an's heart was pounding, and he immediately kowtowed: "Yes!"

Fu Zhonghai asked someone to bring another bowl of medicine, and King Ping'an obediently took it and drank it.

Soon, he also became mute.

"Change his appearance and send him to the Salesian Bureau."

When the guards were about to take the two away, Fu Zhonghai looked at Prince Ping'an and said, "I know you can write and you are very smart."

"You can try and see whether your mind and eyes are quicker or the secret guard's knife is faster."

"You'd better not give me a reason to kill you."

The calm tone spoke the cruelest words, and King Ping An couldn't help but shudder.

When he first learned that he could leave the palace, he was indeed tempted.

Although there is no luxurious life outside the palace, there are countless possibilities.

He was the emperor for half a day and was the legitimate heir of the royal family.

If someone outside the palace recognized me, would someone rescue me secretly?

Even help himself regain the throne?
But Fu Zhonghai's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, waking him up from his burning passion.

Is this Fu Zhonghai's trap?

Is he using his deserted palace to lure out the subjects who were loyal to the previous dynasty and then catch them all in one fell swoop?
Even as he said, he wanted to take this opportunity to kill himself? !
"I dare not." King Ping'an expressed it slowly with his lips, his expression firm and loyal.

Fu Zhonghai didn't believe a word of it.

He waved his hand and someone took them there.

As for the so-called beauty selected by Qi Rongrong?
Fu Zhonghai and Fu Chenan didn't even look at him.

They are all from the Weaving Department, why bother with that?

When he returned to the warm room, Lu Daban handed Fu Zhonghai a letter. After reading it twice, he blurted out two words: "Approved."

Lu Daban hurried to pass on the message.

Tomorrow is Ao Guangchun's wedding day. Ao Guangchun is upset at home, and Ningyuan Hou's wife submitted a petition for help. I hope that Emperor Tianwu will let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince attend tomorrow to intimidate Ao Guangchun, this little troublemaker.

She was afraid that her son would run away from his marriage.

Fu Zhonghai agreed without hesitation.

It's just letting my own son to calm the situation, what's wrong with that?
Fu Chenan, who had no idea that he was being sold, was still asking Xiao Yingchun: "Were you scared just now?"

After coming back from there, Xiao Yingchun's face has been bad.

Xiao Yingchun nodded honestly: "I really thought you were going to kill your mother at that time..."

Fu Chenan kneaded Xiao Yingchun's white little hand: "How is it possible?"

"No matter how much he went too far, he gave me my life. I won't take her life..."

"But she has never suffered any hardship since she followed my father."

"I think she has probably forgotten what it's like to really suffer. I want her to really experience it."

Fu Chenan once saw a sentence in a chicken soup video: Happiness comes from comparison.

Mother has never been satisfied. She just doesn’t know how happy she is. She always wants more, wants to control more…

Then let her review it again, and maybe she won't do that again in the future.

Xiao Yingchun nodded with a pale face: To be honest, when she saw the two guards pouring medicine into her mouth, her legs went weak.

Emperor Tianwu finished talking to Lu Daban and looked at Fu Chenan: "An'er, Ao Guangchun is getting married tomorrow, you should go there."

"Here."

As Fu Chenan agreed, he thought of Ao Chengji: "Dad, it's New Year's Day, is my stepson back?"

When talking about this grandson whom he has never met, Fu Zhonghai's face is full of pride.

"He's back. It's his uncle's big day. He should come back too."

"The guards have reported that he has made great progress outside during this period of time. His master and patients like him very much. The patients call him the little miracle doctor..."

Fu Chenan frowned slightly: "Are you really planning to let him study medicine in the future?"

Fu Zhonghai rolled his eyes at him and said, "This is a skill for self-protection. It won't hurt to learn it while you are still young."

"Go over there tomorrow and ask him if he's willing to go to the Imperial Hospital and learn with us."

"It would be even better if his master is willing to go to the Imperial Hospital together."

"In the future, he can also study with you in the palace..."

The princes of every dynasty have the habit of recruiting study companions. Although Ao Chengji, the study companion, is a little young, who dares to care about this?
When Fu Chenan thought about attending the wedding banquet tomorrow, he wanted to take Xiao Yingchun with him: "Will you go with me tomorrow?"

Xiao Yingchun's eyes lit up, and then she nodded frantically.

The last time, the wife of Ningyuan Hou cooperated with her, and she had a good impression of her.

The two young men began to discuss in a low voice what to send tomorrow.

Fu Zhonghai felt a little sour when he saw his son and his future daughter-in-law whispering intimately.

Suddenly I feel very lonely...

The next day, with the help of the palace servants, Fu Chenan and Xiao Yingchun dressed neatly and went to the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion.

The Ningyuan Marquis Mansion was filled with joy; the red silk, lanterns, and even the servants' red cotton jackets all exuded a festive atmosphere.

The shout of "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived" attracted everyone's attention towards the door.

The prince is here?!
How could he come?

The Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, which has been in decline for a long time and even has been vacant for a long time, is not worthy of anyone's support.

In addition, Zhan Yunfu has not participated in social activities for many years, and Ao Guangchun, the young master of Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, does not hold a high position...

If it weren't for the fact that the father of the Ningyuan Marquis's wife was the Minister of Revenue Cui Chaoyong, there would probably be even fewer officials coming.

Crown Prince Fu Chenan helped Xiao Yingchun out of the car, and the two walked inside side by side.

"Greetings to the Crown Prince! May the Crown Prince live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years..."

Fu Chenan did not ask everyone to stand up, but took out a bright yellow scroll from his sleeve: "Imperial decree."

Everyone was still kneeling where they were. They only needed to change their words: "Long live the emperor..."

(End of this chapter)