Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 440 The Prince Returns to the Palace

Gu Fengyun snorted coldly, raised his leg and kicked the Jingzhao prefect. He even wanted to take another look at this idiot.

"My Lord, you, why are you..."

"You're blind! This is the Prince of Linyuan. King Linyuan sacrificed his life for his country, and you actually want to send his remaining flesh and blood to the Charity Bureau?"

When the Jingzhao prefect heard Gu Fengyun's words clearly, all that echoed in his mind was: "It's over, it's over. My life is over!"

By the time he reacted, the Jingzhao prefect

Gu Fengyun carried the young master out of the alley without even looking at the Jingzhao prefect lying on the ground. Song Chunlin called on the people from the Ministry of Justice to take the prisoner away. The people from the Ministry of Justice came and left in a hurry, leaving only the Jingzhao prefect and a group of yamen runners standing there in a daze.

Another yamen runner who was kicked away by Song Chunlin struggled to get up. He covered his chest and felt very uncomfortable, but he still went to his master and asked him what to do.

"Sir, if that child is really the Prince of Linyuan, wouldn't we be in great trouble?"

"Shut up, you idiot! Don't I know how serious this matter is? Do I need you to remind me? Hurry up, help me up. I need to go back and write a memorial. Yes, yes, write a memorial. This responsibility cannot be borne by me alone."

The prefect of Jingzhao was helped by the yamen runners to rush to Jingzhao Prefecture. He had to quicken his pace and go back to write a letter of apology and report to the patrol camp. The defense of the capital was so lax that the prince was kidnapped in the street. He had to drag a few more people to take the blame for this crime, otherwise he would not be happy.

Over there, Gu Fengyun had already carried the child to the carriage, and Song Chunlin jumped on as well. Before the three of them could sit firmly, the carriage started moving. Song Chunlin was already carsick, and he almost fell down with the movement. He slowly sat down with the help of the carriage. Song Chunlin's face was pale. Gu Fengyun knew that he was carsick, but he didn't care about him, because he was only concerned about the child in his arms.

I reached out and touched the child's forehead, which seemed a little hot. I didn't know if he was scared or if the medicine the other party gave him was wrong.

Gu Fengyun and Song Chunlin tacitly agreed not to use the spiritual spring water to detoxify the child. The child was harmed so tragically, the emperor had to see with his own eyes what kind of evil spirits were lurking in the imperial city.

The carriage soon arrived at the gate of the palace. Someone was already waiting there, and a group of imperial doctors were urgently called in. Gu Fengyun did not get off the car, but only let the imperial doctors get on and accompany him. Song Chunlin could not bear the motion sickness, so he quickly got off the car and made room for him. He planned to walk over.

The eunuch beside him supported him and advised him earnestly: "Young Master Song, how about I send you a sedan chair? It's too far to walk like this."

Song Chunlin waved his hands helplessly: "No, the last thing I want to hear on this journey is the word 'car'. Walking is better. I can enjoy the scenery while walking. It would be really uncomfortable for me to sit down again."

The eunuch saw that he looked pale and made frequent gestures as if he wanted to vomit, and he knew that he really couldn't bear it, so he stopped forcing him and had to support him all the way into the harem.

Prince Linyuan lived in the same area with the other princes in the palace. It was not far from the former court, but it still took a long time to walk there. When Song Chunlin finally arrived, the young prince had already regained consciousness with the help of the imperial physician.

"Kid, are you awake? Do you remember who I am?"

When the child saw his relatives, the grievances and fears in his heart surged up, his mouth flattened, and he called out pitifully to the emperor, "Uncle Emperor."

"Hey, do you still remember me? Tell the Emperor, are you feeling any discomfort?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Linyuan carefully felt the discomfort in his body. After feeling it, the child felt even more aggrieved.

"It hurts, it hurts everywhere, wuwuwuwuwuwu, Uncle Emperor, am I going to die soon? I don't want to die yet, wuwuwuwuwuwuwu."

The child cried miserably, causing everyone to panic immediately. The imperial physician kept comforting him, saying, "Don't worry, little prince, you won't die. You will definitely live a long life. Don't be afraid, child."

The emperor was even more distressed when he saw this and picked up the child. He carefully lifted his sleeves to check his arms and found many bruises on his arms, especially the redness and swelling around his wrists. The child had been raised with care since childhood and had delicate skin. After being tied up with coarse hemp for only a short while, his wrists had been rubbed red and swollen, and some parts had even been broken and bleeding. The emperor was furious when he saw this.

He winked at the people around him, and the eunuch immediately stepped forward and began to change the clothes for the young master. As the coarse cloth clothes were taken off one by one, the blue and purple skin on the child's body was exposed to everyone.

When Song Chunlin came in, he happened to see the wounds on the young master's body. He couldn't help but clench his clenched palms again. Now he felt that those people died too easily and they deserved to be tortured while still alive.

When the emperor saw Song Chunlin come in, he waved him to go to the side.

Song Chunlin followed him to the next room, and without the emperor asking any questions, he told the emperor everything about how he found the young master. As for how he found out, Song Chunlin didn't say, and the emperor didn't ask either. It was unclear whether he did it on purpose or felt there was no need to ask.

"You said those people still have poison in their mouths?"

"Yes, I have already pried out the poison and handed it over to the Ministry of Justice. I believe the Ministry of Justice will be able to investigate it soon."

The emperor nodded and expressed his satisfaction with Song Chunlin's handling of the matter.

"Chunlin, thanks to you this time, otherwise I would not have the face to meet my deceased brother's family."

Song Chunlin didn't dare to respond to this, but fortunately Gu Fengyun stepped forward to help him out.

"Your Majesty, these people dared to attack under the feet of the emperor. I'm afraid they are not ordinary bandits. Moreover, they chose to attack the Linyuan prince, probably to sow discord between Your Majesty and Linyuan City."

The emperor naturally knew what Gu Fengyun meant. This was the only child left by Prince Linyuan. It was he who advocated bringing the child to the capital to be raised. If he couldn't even protect such a small child, the people in Linyuan City would probably bear a grudge against the emperor. After all, Prince Linyuan died in battle to protect Linyuan, and the people's spit alone would be enough to drown him.

"These villains still haven't given up on Linyuan City. It seems that just having your brother guard the border isn't enough to deter these villains."

Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyun looked at each other and didn't respond.

The emperor didn't say anything else, but asked the two to leave. Song Chunlin didn't leave, but said that he wanted to go and see Prince Linyuan.

"You're so thoughtful. Go ahead. The child was frightened today. If possible, please spend more time with him."