"Impossible, Ye Ziāan wouldnāt inexplicably come into contact with those two people, and shortly after their contact, Prince Fu was on to us. Thereās definitely something wrong, we must investigate this thoroughly."
"Yes!"
After the guard left, Prince Le looked up at the ceiling, his eyes full of malice, and pondered whether the two sides had reached a consensus. If they had joined forces, what was their intention in targeting his son? Wouldnāt it be more direct to target him instead of his son?
He couldnāt figure it out at that moment.
But by the time he did, it was too late.
Three days later, the poison affecting the heir of Prince Le was untreatable by the imperial physicians, and Mu Shaoling was nowhere to be found. As life hung in the balance, an old woman in black clothes offered herself, claiming she could cure the heir of Prince Leās poison.
The news came, and within a quarter of an hour, the woman was invited into Prince Leās Mansion. This person had real skill, despite being just an elderly woman.
No one knew what medicine she gave the heir of Prince Le, but one hour later, the poison began to dissipate, and his black lips gradually regained their red color.
"Is the information accurate?"
This news reached Ye Ziāanās ears at the same time.
"Accurate, our people saw that old woman enter Prince Leās Mansion with their own eyes."
"Very good." Ye Ziāan tapped his finger lightly on the table, "Keep watch, and when she leaves Prince Leās Mansion, follow her. Donāt act yet, wait for the other two families to make a move first. At that time, disguise yourselves as rescuers of that old woman, entangle with them, and take the opportunity to capture her."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yiās eyes lit up, "Young master, you truly are shrewd and experienced."
Haha, with this plan, their chances of completing the task are much higher.
"Shut up and go do your job, or youāll be in trouble if it fails."
"Yes, young master, Iāll complete the task."
Saying that, Ye Yi slipped away.
Ye Ziāan also left the study, wanting to see what his wife was up to. Honestly, ever since that day when his wife indulged him with rough affection, his heart has felt like itās being scratched by a cat these days, itching, always wanting another round. Of course, thatās just a physical feeling. He also noticed a slight change in his feelings; he seemed to love his wife even more, wanting to see her after just a short separation.
"Dear Dad!" On the way back to the bamboo courtyard, he always passed by a little pavilion. Once again, Yangyang was holding a big bowl, with his short legs placed on the stone table, sitting on a chair he had moved over, one leg crossed over the other, leisurely eating from the bowl.
"Are your classes over?" Ye Ziāanās eye twitched seeing him like this, thinking this kid sure knows how to enjoy himself. "What are you eating? And holding such a big bowl?"
"Shaved ice!" Yangyang forked a piece of peach towards Ye Ziāan, "Would you like a bite, dear dad?"
"You eat." Ye Ziāan wasnāt too interested in that. Seeing him with such a large bowl, he shook his head, "Arenāt you eating too much? Are you still going to have lunch?"
"Yes, why wouldnāt I?" Yangyang replied, "Eating this has nothing to do with my lunch."
"Alright, then keep eating."
With that, Ye Ziāan was about to leave.
"Hey, dear dad, where are you going? Iāll go with you."
"You stay here well, I donāt need you to follow." Ye Ziāan thought to himself, he was going to see his wife, and he couldnāt take this little kid along, otherwise, it would disturb his time with his wife.