The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 472: The Ninth Prince’s Battle with the Grand Tutor

Wu Changwen felt slightly reassured but still gazed at the cup of tea in front of him with growing suspicion.

"Seven Hearts Leaf closely resembles regular tea leaves, and being a foreign product, it’s truly hard to guard against it," he said.

Luckily, he had the Grand Tutor to warn him!

Yao Sheng let out a cold hum. "This Seven Hearts Leaf is extremely difficult to cultivate in the Border Nation. For such a large quantity to appear at once, the Border Nation must have been plotting for some time."

"But getting products from the Border Nation into the Mu Nation requires numerous procedures and paperwork. It means someone in the court is already colluding with the Border Nation, and their rank must not be low," Wu Changwen speculated.

"No matter," Yao Sheng smirked. "Once I possess the body of the Ninth Prince, I will craft talismans to cure the poisoned nobility. In doing so, I will earn their gratitude and allegiance."

This was truly a gift from the heavens!

It was said that Ye Siheng had refused the throne for himself, which was why the royal heir position had remained vacant for so long.

As the saying goes, people don’t value what comes easily to them.

But Yao Sheng was different. Born into a lowly background, he had struggled his entire life, only to end up as the Grand Tutor, his fate still controlled by the emperor.

If he became the Ninth Prince, the throne would be within reach, and he wouldn’t let that opportunity slip by.

His path to further cultivation was blocked, but obtaining great power in this world was more than enough.

Yao Sheng chuckled darkly to himself. "It’s time to bring Chen Yuanzhu back to the Capital..."

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Meanwhile, Spring Sun Tea had also gained popularity within the palace.

In the inner court, nearly every official was drinking it.

Ye Siheng was reviewing reports and intended to consult with the Minister of Revenue, but when he looked up, Wu Changwen was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Lord Wu?"

The Minister of Personnel replied, "Your Highness, Lord Wu has taken leave today due to illness."

Ye Siheng nodded slightly. The matters in the reports were not urgent, so he set them aside for now.

Soon after, Qingyang entered from outside. After a formal bow, he stepped forward to whisper a few words into Ye Siheng’s ear.

At first, Ye Siheng frowned, but his expression quickly returned to normal.

He stood up, donned his cloak, and said, "I must leave the palace for a matter. If there are any unresolved issues, leave them for later."

Prime Minister Lu was curious but didn’t dare to ask more.

Before leaving the room, Ye Siheng paused for a moment and glanced at the tea cups on the officials’ desks.

His eyes narrowed slightly, but he said nothing.

Once outside, he boarded the ebony carriage and asked Qingyang, "Has Lord Wu summoned the imperial physicians?"

"No, Your Highness," Qingyang replied. "Lady Wu sought an ordinary doctor. Fortunately, this doctor is knowledgeable about poisons and identified the issue with Spring Sun Tea."

Ye Siheng’s gaze darkened. "This tea’s rapid rise in popularity has always seemed suspicious. I had just sent someone to investigate, and Lord Wu is already showing symptoms. That’s quite fast."

Many had sent Spring Sun Tea as gifts to the prince’s mansion, but Ye Siheng preferred Longjing tea, so his servants had not switched it out.

However, after seeing Prime Minister Lu and others replace their tea with Spring Sun Tea and complain about feeling unwell without it, Ye Siheng had grown wary.

Coincidentally, Chu Shuo had brought some of the tea to Prince Yu’s Mansion, feeling indignant about its popularity. Despite discreet investigations, Chu Shuo couldn’t trace where Fang’s Tea Store sourced its supply of Spring Sun Tea.

Having no other options, Chu Shuo had come to seek the prince’s assistance.

Ye Siheng’s most trusted agents examined the tea but couldn’t detect anything unusual about it.

Now, a regular doctor had identified the problem.

Was this mere coincidence, or was there indeed hidden talent among the common people?

"Should we mobilize the Black Armor Guard?" Qingyang asked.

"There’s no need," Ye Siheng replied evenly. "We still don’t know what’s wrong with Spring Sun Tea or who is behind it. It’s best not to alert them prematurely."

Qingyang nodded, his tone serious. "Rest assured, Your Highness, none of those accompanying you have consumed Spring Sun Tea."

As they conversed, they arrived at Wu’s residence.

Ye Siheng and Qingyang entered, with guards stationed outside.

Lady Wu, her eyes swollen from crying, led them inside.

Ye Siheng’s imposing aura made Lady Wu hesitant to speak much.

Approaching the room, they could hear Wu Changwen’s painful voice:

"Tea... I need tea... Brew me some tea! Quickly!"

Lady Wu burst into tears again as she rushed in. "My lord, there’s no more Spring Sun Tea! The doctor is trying to find a cure. Please endure a little longer."

Ye Siheng followed her inside.

The room was disheveled, and Wu Changwen lay on the bed, his limbs bound.

His eyes were bloodshot, his pale face marked with red streaks, and his lips were a bluish-purple.

He was clearly poisoned, and his dependence on Spring Sun Tea had reached an alarming level.

Wu Changwen, now resembling a madman, seemed deaf and blind to the world around him, shouting endlessly for tea.

Ye Siheng asked, "Where is the doctor who diagnosed him?"

Lady Wu wiped her tears and hurriedly called for the doctor.

Ye Siheng sat in a grand chair, radiating an aura of unshakable nobility.

When the doctor entered and bowed low in greeting, Ye Siheng simply watched him in silence for a moment. Then, his gaze turned icy as he spoke:

"Arrest him."

Everyone in the room froze in shock. They had no idea why Ye Siheng would give such an order.

Although Qingyang was equally confused, he immediately drew his sword and charged forward.

The doctor, who was actually Yao Sheng in disguise, was utterly stunned. He had used a Face-Changing Talisman, but somehow Ye Siheng had seen through it!

Still, Yao Sheng had anticipated unexpected events.

He swiftly raised his head and threw a Body-Freezing Talisman at Qingyang and Ye Siheng.

The talisman’s power was immense, enough to immobilize them both.

Ye Siheng quickly dodged out of the talisman’s range.

Raising an eyebrow, Ye Siheng appeared surprised. "So, you’re a practitioner of Taoist arts?"

Although Ye Siheng had evaded the attack, Qingyang had been caught and was now completely frozen, unable to move.

Despite the unfavorable turn of events, Yao Sheng remained calm. He threw a second Body-Freezing Talisman.

Ye Siheng remained still this time, watching as the talisman drew nearer. Just before it could take effect, it abruptly halted in mid-air, trembling violently. freeweɓnøvel.com

Yao Sheng was shocked, desperately trying to control the talisman with hand seals.

A faint golden light surrounded Ye Siheng, faintly inscribed with the markings of a talisman.

Yao Sheng’s eyes widened in disbelief. "You... you have such a sophisticated protective talisman? Then why did you dodge earlier?!"

Ye Siheng replied casually, "Reflex. I just remembered I had it."

With a loud crack, the Body-Freezing Talisman shattered in mid-air, unleashing a gust of wind.

Yao Sheng staggered backward, blood surging through him, his face ashen.

The sudden upheaval caused Yao Sheng’s Face-Changing Talisman to wear off.

Now, Ye Siheng could clearly see who stood before him. His eyes grew cold.

"Grand Tutor?"