AWB Chapter 736 Prophecy?
Chapter 736 Prophecy?
Emperor Qianwu frowned and stared at Tong Guan without saying a word, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
The majesty of the emperor should not be underestimated.
At this moment, Tong Guan felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on him, causing his breathing to slow down and his whole body to stiffen.
He knew that if he made reckless speculations about the prince's identity and confused the royal bloodline, he would be guilty of a capital crime if something went wrong.
When Shen Shuyi told him the news, he was shocked.
But he knew that she was right.
Although the emperor only let the Jinyi Division try out its skills this time, if he just completed the tasks assigned by the emperor in a mediocre manner, he would not be valued by the emperor.
Even in the future, once Song Tingshan's identity was revealed, Emperor Qianwu would simply think he was useless.
They couldn't even find out such a big thing!
So, he could only gamble.
"Do you know what you are saying?" Emperor Qianwu's voice was cold, but he was not angry.
Thinking back carefully, the Sixth Prince really doesn't look like me.
Moreover, he was born prematurely and was weak, but he has been strong and healthy these years. On the contrary, Song Tingshan...
Tong Guan clasped his hands together and said, "I understand."
Tong Guan was always quiet and did not defend himself. Emperor Qianwu said in a deep voice: "Continue the investigation. The royal bloodline must not be mixed up. There must not be the slightest mistake."
"Yes!"
After Tong Guan left, Emperor Qianwu looked solemn. Was Song Tingshan the child born to him and Concubine Yao?
Yaopin is from a tribe sandwiched between the borders of Yuanxia and Daqian. This tribe is good at using poison, and precisely because of this, although this tribe is small, it has not been taken in by Daqian and Yuanxia over the years.
In addition, the leader of this tribe was quite sensible. He was extremely respectful to both Daqian and Yuanxia, and usually stayed away from the world.
Therefore, neither Yuanxia nor Daqian touched this small tribe.
In those days, Concubine Yao was presented by this tribe, but Emperor Qianwu did not like the art of poisonous insects. Concubine Yao was also the saint of the tribe, so Emperor Qianwu did not favor her much.
Emperor Qianwu collected his thoughts and thought carefully about Song Tingshan's appearance. He felt that he was indeed somewhat similar to himself. Not only that, he seemed to be more like Concubine Yao.
Thinking of this, Emperor Qianwu sighed softly. If he was really his son, then his fate was unfortunate. He failed to become a prince, but instead became the unfavored son of Duke Chengguo for more than ten years.
But then again, thinking back on his behavior these days, Emperor Qianwu really didn't like him.
He has ambition but no ability; he is good at calculating but lacks kindness.
Thinking of this, Emperor Qianwu felt that since these children were not raised by him, their vision and abilities were somewhat lacking.
But in the end, I was sorry for him and made him suffer a lot in Duke Chengguo's Mansion over the years.
Thinking of this, Emperor Qianwu recalled what Song Tingshan said to him that day.
Duke Cheng forced him?
Or did he already know his own life experience and deliberately put on this self-torture show in front of him?
"Chen Wei." Emperor Qianwu spoke in a deep voice.
"I'm here!" Chen Wei responded.
"Go and check the situation at Duke Chengguo's Mansion, check the relationship between Duke Chengguo and Song Tingshan over the years, and what Song Tingshan usually does." Emperor Qianwu gave the order in a deep voice. Obviously, he would not believe everything based on Tong Guan's one-sided statement.
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A week later, Song Tingshan was planning how to win the emperor's favor again and change his previous impression of him.
He was determined to maximize the benefits of his identity, whether it was Emperor Qianwu's guilt, heartache, love or anything else, anything that was beneficial to him would be acceptable.
But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with any good solution.
After all, after several previous failures, he had left a bad impression in Emperor Qianwu's mind. It was too difficult to change a person's opinion...
What's more, the person written about in the storybook in the capital is exactly him. It is now widely circulated and has caused a lot of discussion.
Song Tingshan was feeling upset, and the effectiveness of the medicine he had taken before had completely worn out.
He just felt weak all over, coughed every day and couldn't sleep at night, and his vision was black from time to time.
This made him especially miss the days before when he was full of energy and strong and vigorous.
"Sir, Aunt Lou wants to see you." Songbai spoke outside the door.
Song Tingshan frowned, feeling upset. He couldn't help thinking that if the person he married was Shen Shuyi, he might be able to make plans with her now.
But Lou Yulan's eyes are full of love, which is not presentable. Although Shen Jingyu has far-reaching thoughts, she is too selfish.
Thinking about it this way, there was no one around him who was compatible with him.
Thinking of this, Song Tingshan suddenly recalled his previous dream. Crown Prince? Prince?
If he really is a prince...does this mean that he will become the crown prince one day?
When he thought of this, Song Tingshan's eyes lit up. Because he was too excited, his cheeks turned red and he started coughing violently.
"Young Master?" Songbai asked worriedly outside the door.
"No, let her go back." Song Tingshan didn't have the heart to deal with her at the moment.
He was thinking about the fight for the throne, but she was thinking about love. How superficial.
Could it be that... that dream was a prophecy?
Can he really become the crown prince?
But why did the person he married in his dream was Shen Shuyi?
Song Tingshan was puzzled and felt very proud...
At this time, Wen Renzong came back and brought a message: "I asked several doctors to test the medicine. It is indeed a good medicine for nourishing and strengthening the body. They can't make a specific prescription, but they just said that it should be harmless to the body."
"Are you sure?" Song Tingshan asked. He couldn't help but be moved when he recalled that energetic feeling.
"Yes, several doctors said so. I also asked the imperial physician in the palace to see you, and he said the same thing. However, the imperial physician said that you are too weak and you should restrain yourself from taking the medicine. Otherwise, the weakness will not be able to be replenished, and the symptoms will become more serious."
Song Tingshan murmured, "This is exactly what Shen Jingyu said."
"Can the imperial physician prescribe this kind of medicine?" Song Tingshan continued to ask.
He didn't want his life to be in the hands of Shen Shuyi or Shen Jingyu in the future.
"Doctor Wang said that we can only try our best. There are several rare medicinal herbs in it, which are extremely rare. It will take some time to find them all. In addition, the proportions need to be tried repeatedly, and there is no guarantee that they will be exactly the same."
Hearing this, Song Tingshan felt relieved, thinking that these things must be similar.
After all, even the prescription Liancheng prescribed could not completely cure him. In this case, it would be better to rely on medicine to keep him going.
Song Tingshan thought of the dream again. In the dream, he could even ride a horse and hunt, showing his heroic spirit.
"Very good." Song Tingshan murmured.
On the other side, Shen Shuyi couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips after getting the news.
Song Tingshan didn't understand pharmacology.
The slightest difference can make a world of difference. Although relying on strong tonics to keep him alive and kicking for three or four years, it will also drain his body, exhausting his energy and hastening his death.