ebookland Chapter 127 Wei Jianning's Guarantee
Chapter 127 Wei Jianning's Guarantee
Qin Shun flared his nostrils slightly and bowed as he replied:
“At that time, I was dozing off when I was suddenly awakened by a small stone. Just as I was about to call for help, I saw a small piece of paper in my hand with the words ‘Wei Ming is injured and his life is in danger’ written on it.”
At this point, he handed the small note to the Emperor.
"This old servant didn't see the person who delivered the note clearly at all. In addition, I was so anxious when I saw the contents of the note that I was only focused on going in to report to you and forgot to call the imperial guards to arrest the person."
The Emperor took the note Qin Shun handed him, glanced at the handwriting, and snorted.
"The handwriting on this note is crooked and messy. This person is either illiterate or deliberately wrote like this."
Wei Jianning continued:
“Father, it is clear from this that Ming’er’s injury was caused by someone. Moreover, this person did this to frame the Crown Prince’s residence for not taking good care of Ming’er. Please investigate this matter thoroughly, Father.”
The unexpected appearance of this note made even the emperor suspicious.
He crumpled the note up, threw it at his feet, and angrily shouted:
"No matter what, I must see Ming'er now. Qin Shun, order the door to be opened."
Wei Jianning immediately stood in front of Qin Shun and the others, his slightly angry expression deterring Qin Shun from making any rash moves.
Upon seeing this, the Emperor stepped forward and pushed Qin Shun aside, his cheekbones throbbing as he roared angrily:
"Step aside."
He could forcefully stop others, but the person standing in front of him was the emperor, his father. If he continued to stop him, he would be committing the crimes of disloyalty, filial impiety, and disrespect.
He looked at him with a troubled expression and whispered a suggestion.
"Father, please wait a little longer. Trust Lan Zhi; she will heal Ming'er's injuries."
"Wait? Ming'er's life is still hanging in the balance, and you still want me to wait? I'm afraid if I wait any longer, I'll only see his corpse. Ning'er, even if you hate Ming'er's father, you can't take it out on Ming'er! He's my only grandson, he's still a child, he's only six years old..."
"Father..."
"Step aside!"
The Emperor's tone was already authoritative, and Wei Jianning's Adam's apple bobbed as he shifted his feet to the side.
"Humph!"
The Emperor glared at him hatefully, then turned and went to the door. Just as he was about to push it open, the door creaked open from the inside, and Lan Zhi walked out calmly.
When she saw the Emperor, she gave a slight bow.
"Hail, Your Majesty."
"Step aside, I want to see Ming'er."
The emperor's face had turned icy, and his tone had become very harsh.
Lan Zhi stepped aside to make way.
"Your Majesty, please come in."
The Emperor strode into the room, and Consort Zhen followed him in quickly. Yu Jie and Yu Min also rushed in to find out what was going on.
Wei Jianning approached Lan Zhi with a worried look in his eyes and asked softly,
How about tomorrow?
Lan Zhi smiled slightly and nodded, saying:
"Fortunately, the sword was only a finger's width away from his heart, otherwise even a god could not save him."
Wei Jianning finally breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, Yu Jie ran over quickly.
"Lan Zhi, your father wants to see you."
Just as Lan Zhi was about to step inside, Yu Jie quickly tugged at her sleeve and whispered a reminder.
"Father seems very angry, you must be careful."
Lan Zhi nodded and strode into the house. Wei Jianning, fearing that the Emperor would make things difficult for her, followed closely behind.
Lin Yuwei, who had been standing there watching the commotion, seemed quite interested and squeezed into the house to join the fun.
The emperor was furious when he saw Wei Ming lying on the bed with his head wrapped in gauze, only his eyes showing, and his body also wrapped in gauze.
When Lan Zhi approached him, his face was filled with murderous intent. He pointed at Wei Ming and angrily questioned him.
"What happened? What did you do to Ming'er?"
Lan Zhi looked in the direction he was pointing and immediately felt a sense of helplessness.
These ancient people probably had never even seen gauze before, and with the IV drip attached to their bodies, it's no wonder people were suspicious.
"Your Majesty, Ming'er's injury was serious. I have already stitched up his wound. This bandaging method can reduce infection and is beneficial to his recovery."
"Nonsense! I have never seen any imperial physician treat an injury like this. Tell me, what exactly did you do to Ming'er? Is this person even Ming'er?"
Seeing that the Emperor was suspicious of her, Lan Zhi looked at Wei Jianning with pleading eyes.
Wei Jianning approached the Emperor, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and replied:
"If Father Emperor does not trust Lan Zhi, would you be willing to trust your son?"
"Humph!"
The emperor immediately shook his head.
"You were originally the person I trusted most, but Ming'er was injured for no reason, and you prevented the imperial physician from treating him. Now you've allowed this woman to do this to him. How can I trust you? I think she's deliberately trying to harm Ming'er. Guards, take this woman to the imperial prison to await her fate."
"Father, not allowed."
Wei Jianning grew anxious and immediately turned to look at Lan Zhi, asking her anxiously.
"How long will it take for Ming'er to wake up? And how long will it take for her to fully recover?"
He chose to believe Lan Zhi unconditionally.
Lan Zhi glanced at where Ming'er was, pondered for a moment, and then replied:
"If nothing unexpected happens, he should wake up in seven days. The bandages on his head can be removed in about two weeks. His body injuries are more serious, so the bandages can be removed in a month. He will not be able to move freely for at least three months."
After Wei Jianning nodded, he looked at the Emperor again.
"Father, did you hear that? My son will wake up in seven days and recover in three months. Please don't punish Lan Zhi yet. I hereby pledge my loyalty: if my son doesn't wake up tomorrow, or if Lan Zhi can't heal his injuries, I'm willing to bring Lan Zhi to you to apologize. I'm also willing to share the blame with her. Please give us seven days."
He emphasized the word "we" to show his determination to face this matter together with Lan Zhi.
When Lin Yuwei, who was standing there watching the commotion, heard these words, her expression clearly changed from sunny to gloomy, and her eyes were filled with resentment.
The Emperor hesitated, when Consort Zhen suddenly spoke up:
"Your Majesty, since the Crown Prince is willing to vouch for Lan Zhi, please wait seven days. If you don't trust her, send two people to guard this place."
The Emperor immediately nodded in agreement, turned around and called out.
"Huang Bao, Sun Wei, you two stay here to protect Young Master Ming. Report to me every two days until he recovers his health."
Clearly, the Emperor now distrusts not only Lan Zhi, but also Wei Jianning.
Fortunately, he approved Wei Jianning's suggestion and gave Lan Zhi three months.
The Emperor left, leaving behind the two highest-ranking guards in the palace. Although Lan Zhi was confident that she could cure Wei Ming, she still felt pressured.
That evening, nestled in Wei Jianning's arms, she let out a soft sigh of relief. Wei Jianning quickly inquired with concern.
"What's wrong? Were you frightened by Father?"
She shook her head.
"No, I just don't understand why anyone would hurt a six-year-old child. Even if someone wanted to harm you, they shouldn't have used such despicable methods."
Wei Jianning immediately snorted, his face turning ugly.
“Someone has already started to harm me, which means that there will likely be more and more accidents happening in our Crown Prince’s residence. Tell my elder brother tomorrow to send more people to search the night, and also tell everyone to be careful when they go out.”