The Sickly Regent Prince Who Was Abandoned as a Substitute Bride

Chapter 221 The crisis is coming

This token not only represents power, but also the emperor's high regard for him; it is an important step for him toward the throne.

"Your subject obeys, Your subject will certainly not fail Your Majesty's expectations. Your subject will take his leave now..." After saying this, he stood up and respectfully withdrew.

“Go on…” Ye Erxiao waved his hand, his eyes becoming deep as he watched his son’s departing figure.

No sooner had Ye Jingchu left than Bao Fei emerged from behind.

She moved with graceful steps, her light veil fluttering gently with each step, exuding a captivating fragrance.

"Your Majesty..." she called out coquettishly, her voice as clear and melodious as a mountain spring.

After saying that, she seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed limply into Ye Erxiao's arms.

Ye Erxiao quickly reached out and caught it, a doting smile appearing on his lips. "You little rascal, are you awake? How much of what the Crown Prince and I were saying just now did you overhear!"

As he spoke, he turned around and hugged Baofei, his large hand patting her bottom.

"Your Majesty, Erlang, how annoying! I heard everything! What, Erlang, are you going to punish me?"

Consort Bao, Ji Qinghuan, blinked her big, watery eyes, which were full of playfulness and charm.

She was Ye Erxiao's childhood sweetheart; the two grew up together and shared a deep bond. She held a special place in Ye Erxiao's heart, which is why she was bestowed the title of Baofei (Imperial Consort); she was the apple of Ye Erxiao's eye.

“Haha,” Ye Erxiao laughed loudly, the laughter echoing in the empty palace, carrying a hint of indulgence.

How could I bear to punish you? You clever little devil, you always make me happy.” As he spoke, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his eyes were full of laughter.

Upon seeing this, Consort Bao smiled gently, a smile as beautiful and charming as a flower blooming in spring.

She gently wrapped her arms around Ye Erxiao's neck, like a little bird clinging to its owner, and said coquettishly, "Erlang is the best~ However, today when I saw His Highness the Crown Prince, I felt that he seemed very ambitious."

There seemed to be some hidden desire in his eyes, and I'm a little worried."

Upon hearing this, Ye Erxiao's expression darkened slightly, as if a dark cloud had obscured the sunlight.

He frowned slightly and said slowly, "He is, after all, my son. It's not necessarily a bad thing for him to have ambition."

Young people should always have some drive. However, the throne… it carries too much responsibility and power; a slight misstep could cause turmoil in the court.”

Consort Bao was incredibly intelligent; having grown up in the deep palace, she had a thorough understanding of palace affairs.

She naturally understood Ye Erxiao's worries, so she said softly, "Erlang, I know what you are worried about."

His Highness the Crown Prince is also of your blood. If he is truly capable of governing the world better, it is not impossible for him to ascend the throne.

Let's observe him for a while and see what he does before making a decision.

Ye Erxiao nodded slightly after hearing Baofei's words and said, "You understand my thoughts best. I have been walking on thin ice on this throne all these years and I know how difficult it is."

However, I will not easily relinquish the throne. This empire was painstakingly conquered by me; I have poured my heart and soul into it. How can I simply hand it over to someone else?

His gaze hardened, as if he were recalling the years he spent fighting on the battlefield.

Baofei looked at Ye Erxiao tenderly, her eyes filled with love and respect.

She said, "Your Majesty, I know. You are the greatest emperor in the world. I have always witnessed your great talent and ambition."

"This throne, Erlang, you will surely sit firmly on it! You are the Son of Heaven chosen by Heaven, and you will surely protect this vast land."

"Hahaha," Ye Erxiao laughed again, his laughter filled with satisfaction.

"Huan'er understands my heart best. It's just that I feel sorry for Huan'er. In this palace, in front of others, you have to pretend to be very polite. I can't pamper Huan'er as much as an ordinary couple. I really feel guilty."

He looked at Consort Bao with a guilty expression, his eyes full of pity.

“What is Erlang saying?” Consort Bao gently shook her head. “Huan’er understands everything. Everything should be for the greater good. I know that Erlang still needs the support of the Yuan family. The Yuan family’s influence in the court is very significant. We cannot lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of the small. As long as Erlang has Huan’er in his heart, Huan’er will be satisfied.”

How could Ji Qinghuan not understand these things? In this palace, there is power struggle and scheming everywhere.

Over the years, the emperor has always favored her so much; this is certainly due to affection, but it is also inseparable from the support of the Yuan family.

She was well aware of her identity and responsibilities, and knew how to survive in this complex court.

"Huan'er, once everything goes smoothly, I will make our son the crown prince!" Ye Erxiao's eyes were full of anticipation, as if he could already see the day their son ascended the throne.

"Great!" Bao Fei's eyes glistened with joyful tears, tears of anticipation for the future.

The two looked at each other, their eyes conveying endless love and deep affection.

Then, hand in hand, they entered the bedroom, where the warm bed seemed to beckon them, preparing them to have another child for their future, to continue their hopes and dreams.

Meanwhile, in the shadows outside the palace, Ye Jingchu held a token that gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

With a cold and stern expression, he methodically and secretly deployed the Imperial Guards, like a chess player in the dark, slowly dismantling Ye Jiuchen's power in the capital.

His every command was precise, leaving no corner unchecked, and he began to closely monitor Ye Jiuchen's henchmen, not letting their slightest movement slip by. A war without gunpowder was quietly unfolding.

However, Dongfang Wan'er was unaware of all this. At this moment, she was completely focused on the difficult situation before her.

"Wan'er, come here, come here, take a look at the prescription I've researched!"

The resounding voice of Doctor Dan broke the silence of the room. He rushed over, carrying the prescription in a flurry of activity.

His face beamed with excitement and anticipation, as if this prescription were the key to solving all his problems.

At this moment, Dongfang Wan'er was administering acupuncture to Ye Jiuchen. Her slender fingers skillfully held the silver needles, her eyes focused and solemn.

Every needle was inserted with perfect precision, yet her brow remained furrowed, for Ye Jiuchen's injuries were still severe, showing no signs of improvement.

At this tense moment, Doctor Dan rushed in without warning, slamming the door shut with a loud bang. Dongfang Wan'er was startled, but her hands did not stop moving in the slightest.

"Elder Dan, there has been no progress in Ye Jiuchen's condition. I must develop a spiritual spring water as soon as possible!"

As she spoke, Dongfang Wan'er methodically removed the silver needles and then accepted the prescription from the divine physician Dan.

Her eyes held a hint of urgency, yet also a glimmer of hope, a hope that the prescription would bring a new turning point.