The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Huangfu Yuxuan mentioned the Pingzong period, bringing up the event that shook the entire court back then, making people recall the reasons for the severe consequences of that time.

His voice became even colder: "Now, Shang Jingwang, with a mere low-ranking official position as a prefect, dares to challenge the ancestral laws of Nanxia and disrupt the Nanxia Law Code. Does he intend for the Pingzong incident to happen all over again? For such a crime, is execution unwarranted?"

When it involves ancestral laws and the fate of the nation, it is no longer a trivial matter.

The Crown Prince spoke on Shang Jingwang’s behalf, citing national fate and the people’s welfare, attempting to suppress Marquis Anning.

However, Huangfu Yuxuan, citing ancestral laws and the Nanxia Law Code, sought to convict Shang Jingwang, clearly standing on a higher moral ground than the Crown Prince.

At this moment, the Crown Prince’s face was as if he had swallowed a fly.

He didn’t care about Shang Jingwang’s life or death because he didn’t even know who the person was, had never met him, and he wasn’t part of the Crown Prince’s faction.

Yet, since he had already spoken up in his defense, Huangfu Yuxuan was opposing him.

Even if Huangfu Yuxuan didn’t intend to oppose him, just wanting Shang Jingwang’s life was already unacceptable.

Prince Liang listened to his son speak eloquently, his expression one of shock, but inwardly pleased.

He hadn’t considered the political landscape, hadn’t thought of any opposition, hadn’t thought of anything else; he just thought that since the Third had pulled him down from the Crown Prince’s position, his son was now avenging him.

Just confront him head-on!

Good job, son!

However, while he was overjoyed, his gaze fell on Huangfu Yuxuan’s back, and he was somewhat intimidated.

This son, with his cold and sinister demeanor, seemed to have reversed roles with Prince Liang in the Prince Liang Mansion whenever they were alone. He never dared to look directly into Huangfu Yuxuan’s eyes; the light in those eyes was too terrifying.

He was afraid of this son!

The morning court session at the Capital City Palace was tense, but in the quarantine zone of Northern County’s Wangshan Town, there was jubilation because a critically ill patient, who had been unconscious for four days and was barely breathing, had awakened today.

The cure for the epidemic had been developed, but Xia Wenjin and the other doctors agreed that it still needed improvement, as it wasn’t yet fully effective in saving critically ill patients. Two more people had died last night.

However, after this person woke up, Xia Wenjin breathed a sigh of relief, saying with great assurance, "From today on, all the villagers of Wangshan Town will no longer lose their lives to this epidemic!"

She spoke with such certainty and joy that there were even tears of excitement in her eyes.

When her master had saved her, the cure was tailored for her alone. However, it was this cure that inspired her. Although the Undying Poison Doctor wouldn’t treat the villagers, she discussed and consulted her master about solving this epidemic, and through her master’s subtle guidance, she combined her past life’s experience to develop the true cure for the epidemic.

The deliberation and relentless effort in the process were indescribable, but now, it was all resolved. The most difficult period was over, and everything would only get better from here.

The other doctors also breathed a great sigh of relief.

They trusted Xia Wenjin’s medical skills, and through their time together, they held deep respect for her professional ethics.

No one cared more about those lost lives than she did.

They were merely villagers with no relation to her, but in her eyes, they were all her patients, all people she wanted to save.

When patients died, she felt more distressed than anyone else.

Now, no one would die because of this epidemic anymore. Isn’t that truly something to celebrate?

This meant that the cure was now perfected, and the Imperial Physicians coming from the Capital City would only need to handle the aftermath. This was probably the quickest resolution to an epidemic in history, enough to be recorded in the annals.

Their little Doctor Xia was even more skilled than the Imperial Physicians.

Especially since little Doctor Xia was still such a young girl.

Such good news, of course, had to be reported to the imperial envoy and Lord Monk.

Xia Wenjin went herself.

Upon hearing Xia Wenjin’s detailed data comparison and direct description of the current situation, along with her firm attitude and relaxed tone, the few people discussing the epidemic’s reconstruction felt enlightened, as if the long-standing gloom had finally dissipated.

The feeling of seeing the light after the clouds parted was truly wonderful.

Among the few, Shang Jingwang was the most excited. It wasn’t until this moment that he truly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there had been breakthroughs with the cure before, there was still just hope, not the current results. Back then, they were busy and overwhelmed, with no peace of mind. When Yu Shikui wanted to burn down all of Wangshan Town, he was anxious and furious, but lacked the confidence.

Upon hearing this good news, he let out a heavy breath, feeling completely relieved.

Huangfu Jinxuan was also very happy; he didn’t care much about the epidemic. But it was his first time as an imperial envoy responsible for this, and since the epidemic was resolved, his mission was beautifully accomplished. How could he not be happy when this was something he could brag about for a lifetime upon returning to Capital City?

With this joy, his mind became particularly astute, and once sharp, he noticed a problem: "Eh, something’s not right!"

Shang Jingwang was the first to respond: "Second Young Master, is there something wrong?"

Huangfu Jinxuan extended his left hand, his well-maintained fingers were prominent and smooth, as he calculated on his fingers and looked up at Shang Jingwang: "Was the memorial you sent to the Capital City sent half a month earlier than the one to Yu Shikui?"

Shang Jingwang, amidst the joy, was somewhat surprised: "How did the Second Young Master know?"

Huangfu Jinxuan rolled his eyes, casting a sideways glance at Shang Jingwang with a look as if to say, "Who do you think you’re underestimating?": "Yu Shikui isn’t that foolish! Consider how frenzied and desperate he seemed; if Wen Hao hadn’t gone off course, he might have even intended to burn me along with the town! That indicates that as soon as he received the news, he immediately considered annihilating Wangshan Town. With such an idea, he should have acted swiftly, yet he was only half a day quicker than me. Doesn’t that suggest he received the news much later than the Capital City?"

Huangfu Jingchen glanced at Huangfu Jinxuan, a subtle, inscrutable expression in his eyes.

Shang Jingwang widened his eyes—did they really have intentions of burning even the imperial envoy? Wasn’t that a bit too much?

However, thinking back on the situation and the murderous and frenzied look in Yu Shikui’s eyes, he realized that if Wen Hao hadn’t been brought overnight by Young Master Jing, with five thousand garrison troops in hand, Yu Shikui indeed could have done it!

He shuddered involuntarily, saying, "What the Second Young Master says is reasonable!"

"Whether it’s reasonable or not is not important; what’s important is that a great calamity is about to befall you!"