He still held the string of Buddhist beads in his hand. "Abbot, please speak. Ye Feng will surely keep it in mind."
The abbot placed his palm in front of his chest. "Amitabha. All sentient beings long for peace and happiness. However, those who harm sentient beings with torture tools in pursuit of their own well - being will surely not end well. I hope Your Highness will never forget to be compassionate so as to enjoy a peaceful life."
He nodded. "Abbot, rest assured. Ye Feng has remembered."
After Yin Cong put the things on the carriage, he helped Mu Ye Feng onto the horse.
He sat beside Mu Ye Feng. Over the years, they had been inseparable, and their bond was deeper than that of brothers.
"Your Highness, returning to the capital this time will surely be fraught with danger."
Yin Cong looked at Mu Ye Feng with full - fledged worry in his eyes.
Mu Ye Feng smiled and gently patted Yin Cong on the shoulder.
"Yin Cong, how could I not know that the court is full of intrigues and the capital is a dangerous place? But others may not know, but you do. Even if Father Emperor didn't issue the imperial edict this time, I would still go back."
A flash of ferocity suddenly appeared in his eyes, but it vanished in an instant.
This was the first time he had left Wanhua Temple in many years. Yin Cong hung the curtain for him.
He admired the scenery along the way all the way, with a gentle smile always on his face.
Yin Cong heaved a long sigh. He wondered if he could still see His Highness's carefree smile after they returned to the capital.
"Yin Cong, why are you sighing?"
He withdrew his gaze, looked at Yin Cong, and twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand.
Yin Cong lowered his head. "Your Highness, this subordinate is just worried. Your Highness has been living in the Buddhist hall for many years. You may find it difficult to handle the affairs of the court. Those two... I'm afraid they will..."
He chuckled softly, raising his eyebrows. "Really? I don't think so."
He put down the curtain and sat upright in the carriage.
The carriage wobbled towards the capital. It only took about two hours to reach the city gate. Lieutenant Liu, who was guarding the city, saw Du Yan and quickly stepped forward with a big smile.
"Sir, where are you coming from?"
Du Yan didn't say much to him. He just said, "Get out of the way quickly. The Emperor is waiting."
Then he pushed Lieutenant Liu aside.
Lieutenant Liu's face darkened, but he didn't dare to say a word. He just waved his hand, indicating that they could pass.
When the carriage passed by him, the person inside lifted the curtain and gave him a gentle smile.
He was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
"Could this be the legendary Prince Cheng?"
Yin Cong didn't understand his actions and looked at Mu Ye Feng.
Mu Ye Feng smiled faintly. "Are you wondering why I smiled at a mere lieutenant?"
Yin Cong nodded.
He smiled mysteriously. "Yin Cong, you've been with me in Wanhua Temple for so many years. It's been tough on you."
Yin Cong shook his head vigorously. "Your Highness, what are you saying? This is all what Yin Cong is willing to do."
He just smiled and said nothing more.
When the carriage arrived at the palace gate, Du Yan dismounted and stood outside the carriage, bowing.
"Your Highness, please get off the carriage."
The coachman put down the footstool, and Mu Ye Feng got out of the carriage.
The carriage beside them also stopped at the same time, and Mu Yan Ming jumped out of it.
Mu Ye Feng looked up and saw Mu Yan Ming in a black robe. His eyes were full of joy.
He quickly stepped forward, grabbed a corner of Mu Yan Ming's sleeve, and whispered, "Brother, Ye Feng misses you so much. Why haven't you come to see me for so long?"
Mu Yan Ming glanced at Du Yan and withdrew his sleeve.
"Alright, this is in the palace. Don't be childish."
Mu Ye Feng didn't seem to care. They walked side by side.
"Brother, I'm back in the capital today. Why didn't you come to pick me up?"
Mu Yan Ming stopped in his tracks and looked at Mu Ye Feng. "In at most a month, you will understand why I didn't go to pick you up today."
Mu Ye Feng sighed. "Alright, since Brother is not convenient to say, then forget it."
He followed Mu Yan Ming's steps.
They came to the outside of the imperial study.
Eunuch Shu looked at Mu Yan Ming. Remembering what happened last time, he twitched the corner of his mouth.
Just as they were talking, Mu Ye Feng suddenly raised his hand to cover his chest, and his face seemed to be in great pain.
Mu Yan Ming, who was closest to him, quickly supported him. "What's wrong with you?"
Yin Cong took out a small dark - green bottle from his bosom, poured out a small black pill, and fed it to Mu Ye Feng.
Eunuch Shu was also scared out of his wits. He knew that the Emperor was very concerned about this Prince Cheng. Without even having time to announce their arrival, he rushed into the imperial study in big strides.
As he ran, he shouted, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty." He knelt on the ground with a thud and crawled forward. "Your Majesty, Prince Cheng he..."
Before he could finish his words, the Emperor had already walked down from behind the imperial desk and quickly walked out of the imperial study.
"Feng'er, what's wrong with you?" Mu Lin Yi gave Mu Yan Ming a fierce look and waved his hand away.
"Father Emperor, your son is fine." He forced himself to stand up straight and knelt down to pay his respects.
When Mu Ye Feng stood up again, his lips had turned pale from the effort, and his face was now deathly pale.
"Ye Feng, why do you look so unwell? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Mu Yan Ming forced a smile. "It's an old problem. I don't know what's going on."
Mu Lin Yi was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He leaned over and whispered in Mu Yan Ming's ear in a harsh voice, "Mu Yan Ming, did you do something?"
Mu Yan Ming ignored Mu Lin Yi. He looked at Mu Ye Feng.
"Bai Ke, go and invite the head of the Imperial Hospital to take a look at Prince Cheng."
Bai Ke got the order and was about to turn around and go to the Imperial Hospital when Mu Ye Feng grabbed his hand.
"Don't go to so much trouble. I'm used to it."
Mu Yan Ming patted him on the shoulder. "No. Since it's an old problem, we should pay more attention to it."
"Feng'er, it's windy here. Come in with Father Emperor quickly." He held Mu Ye Feng's hand and walked inside with a loving look on his face.
Mu Yan Ming didn't go in. He stood outside the hall.
Inside the hall, Mu Lin Yi pulled Mu Ye Feng to sit down.
"You've had this old problem. Why didn't you mention it to Father Emperor in your letters?"
Mu Ye Feng always had a smile on his face. He held Mu Lin Yi's hand.
"Father Emperor, it's not that your son didn't want to inform you. Even if I did, what could you do? It would only make you worry..."
"Absurd!"
Before Mu Ye Feng could finish his words, Mu Lin Yi interrupted him with a solemn face.
"Your Majesty, the head of the Imperial Hospital is here," Eunuch Shu stepped forward to remind him.
"Let him in." Mu Lin Yi returned to sit behind the imperial desk, while Mu Ye Feng sat on a chair.
Mu Yan Ming and the head of the Imperial Hospital walked in together. Mu Lin Yi's face immediately darkened.
After paying their respects, Mu Lin Yi waved his hand, indicating for the head of the hospital to feel Mu Ye Feng's pulse quickly.
Mu Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and the head of the hospital felt his pulse.
During this time, his brows were tightly knitted, and his face didn't look good.
Mu Lin Yi was getting impatient. He slapped the imperial desk heavily. "What on earth is going on? Can't you even tell the pulse now?"
The head of the hospital knelt on the ground with a thud. "Your Majesty, it's not that this official can't tell the pulse. It's just that His Highness's pulse..."
"What on earth is it? If you don't tell the truth, do you believe that I'll chop off your head?"
The head of the hospital knelt on the ground prostrate. "Your Majesty, His Highness's pulse is rapid and chaotic, with intermittent pauses. It's a sign of being poisoned!"