The Prince Yu was escorted back to the palace by Chu Lingyang.
Along the way, no one dared to utter a word.
However, the news still spread rapidly. It was heard that some officials had already begun to pressure the palace to see the Emperor.
Prince Jing was bearing the brunt of it alone.
For the time being, no one could see the Emperor.
"Fourth Imperial Brother alone cannot stop all the officials. My First Imperial Brother has no crime. To forcibly confine him in the imperial prison is inhumane and unjust of the royal family towards my First Imperial Brother."
Chu Lingyang was supposed to return to rest. After returning, Chu Qianli had told him to go back to his manor, but how could he dare?
Right now, only Prince Jing, Chu Wang, was holding off the officials in the Emperor's sleeping quarters. How long could he hold them off?
If he continued to resist, people might even accuse him of holding the Son of Heaven hostage to command the feudal lords. By then, even Prince Jing might be apprehended.
People dared not disrespect the Emperor, but they had some courage to deal with Prince Jing.
Prince Jing could not hold them off for long.
How could Chu Lingyang not be anxious?
Chu Qianli was still treating Feng Yexuan's wounds.
Before, at the gate of Prince Yu's manor, she hadn't seen clearly.
Unexpectedly, after taking off his clothes, she discovered numerous large and small wounds, too many to count.
Besides the injuries sustained today, he had also suffered many previous wounds, and... injuries from being hit with a stick.
She couldn't quite describe how she felt.
Hua Rong must have arrived.
But he didn't say, and she didn't ask.
It was just that between them, there was always something separating them, blocking them, as if it could never be overcome.
"Little Li'er, what exactly are you thinking?" Seeing her silence, Chu Lingyang became even more anxious.
"Little Li'er..."
"Second Imperial Uncle, didn't I tell you to go back to your manor and rest well?"
Chu Qianli's gaze shifted from the wound on Feng Yexuan's shoulder. She turned her head and looked at Chu Lingyang standing in the room.
"Second Imperial Uncle, I am treating Prince Xuan's wounds. You are an elder, standing in the room while I sit. You are making me feel uneasy."
"At a time like this, and you're still concerned about these trivial formalities?"
Chu Lingyang naturally knew that Chu Qianli didn't care about formalities!
But she simply didn't mention how to deal with Prince Yu, which made him even more panicked.
"Little Li'er, what is the situation with Imperial Brother right now? Has he really..."
"Everything will be fine soon. I am expelling the poison for him. It's just that during this period, he needs an absolutely quiet environment to rest and cannot receive visitors for the time being."
Chu Qianli gave him a faint smile, reassuring him, "Second Imperial Uncle, don't you even trust me?"
"How could I not trust you? I'm just afraid that you... afraid that you won't be able to handle it all by yourself!"
Chu Lingyang had already completely trusted Chu Qianli by now.
As he said, his anxiety was not due to distrust, but rather, he feared that this little girl would take everything upon herself without consulting them, not wanting to transfer the pressure onto him.
How could he not understand?
"Little Li'er, no matter what you plan to do, you must know that your Second Imperial Uncle fully supports you. So, why don't you tell Second Imperial Uncle clearly? Second Imperial Uncle will definitely..."
"Since Second Imperial Uncle supports my decision, please don't ask any more questions. Just go back and get some sleep. When you wake up, perhaps everything will be resolved."
Chu Qianli maintained her expression, a faint smile that was quite comforting.
"Second Imperial Uncle, you haven't had a good rest in a long time either. Go back. Leave things to me, and I will definitely give everyone a satisfactory explanation."