The Marquis Mansion's Elite Class-Chapter 164

The guard's body stiffened as he turned his gaze toward the entrance of the tavern.

Then, he heard Luo Jingfeng's self-mocking voice: "What a pity, my third sister was not pregnant before she passed away."

At that time, she was in poor health, bedridden for over half a year. Her eldest brother had visited her, and the imperial physician had said she would recover with proper care. Yet, that care turned into an eternal separation.

In their childhood, their father favored his concubine over their mother, and the three siblings had to rely on each other in the midst of their family's turmoil. Later, their mother was killed, and he and his eldest brother climbed their way up, reaching heights that others could hardly dream of. Eventually, they eliminated that vile concubine, her illegitimate children, and even their despicable father.

His eldest brother had always said that power was the most useful thing in the world.

But why, despite having immense power, couldn’t they save their third sister?

Luo Jingfeng wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, his eyes red as he stood up and said, "While I’m away from the capital, keep a close eye on the Crown Prince. If I find out that he had anything to do with my third sister’s death, even if I have to bring down this entire dynasty, I will take his life."

At Yangyuan Marquis Manor.

The little troublemaker lay unconscious, with three physicians consulting together. Servants bustled in and out of the room, while Xu Wan, Zong Wenxiu, and Baili Weihong waited anxiously outside.

Not long after, cries were heard from outside the main gate: "Jin Cheng, what’s happened to my grandson Jin Cheng?"

The Old Marchioness and the Old Marquis had rushed back at full speed. The Old Marchioness, her body bent with grief, could barely contain her sorrow: "Luo Jingfeng, Luo Jingfeng, I’ll fight him, I’ll take this to the Emperor. He’s a general, a high-ranking official, yet he bullies my eight-year-old grandson. Our manor is a noble household, and he dares to treat my grandson like this? He’s a monster!"

The Old Marquis supported her while calling out, "Quickly, send someone to the palace in my name to fetch an imperial physician!"

"Yes."

Xu Wan hurried forward to support the Old Marchioness, speaking in a calm tone, "Mother, please don’t panic. The physicians are still examining Jin Cheng, and they’ve already said there’s no immediate danger to his life."

The Old Marchioness, drenched in sweat, burst into tears again upon hearing this.

She beat her chest and wailed, "This is too much, too much! He’s taking advantage of the Luo family’s power to act so arrogantly in the capital. Heaven, why don’t you send someone to deal with them? Such wickedness, such wickedness..."

Xu Wan looked at the elderly couple and told them something: "Earlier at Zuixiang House, Wenxiu overheard Luo Jingfeng say that Jin Cheng had once stabbed him with a sword during a hunting expedition. Do you know anything about this, Father, Mother?"

The Old Marchioness’s crying stopped abruptly. She turned to the Old Marquis, incredulous: "How could that be? Jin Cheng doesn’t know any martial arts. How could he have stabbed Luo Jingfeng?"

The Old Marquis also shook his head: "I don’t know. I’ve never heard of this, nor have I heard of Luo Jingfeng being injured. Besides, the hunting expedition was half a year ago. Why would he seek revenge now?"

Xu Wan frowned and said, "During the hunting expedition, Jin Cheng went missing for a while. Later, he ran into the Crown Prince. After they left the hunting grounds, the Crown Prince gave Jin Cheng a jade pendant, saying that as long as he had it, no one would dare to bully him. I suspected at the time that Jin Cheng might have offended someone, but he refused to say anything, insisting it was a secret between him and the Crown Prince."

The Old Marquis added, "And then you asked me for a shadow guard."

Xu Wan nodded: "Yes, Shadow was there today and was about to step in to save Jin Cheng. But at the last moment, Luo Jingfeng suddenly stopped. I don’t know what happened."

The Old Marquis’s face darkened as he pondered for a moment, then turned and said, "I’ll go to the Eastern Palace to request an audience with the Crown Prince."

This matter was likely something only the Crown Prince could clarify.

As soon as the Old Marquis left, the imperial physician arrived. Upon entering, he saw the beautiful child lying on the bed with a bruised and swollen neck, and his heart ached. He couldn’t imagine who could be so cruel as to harm a child like this.

The physician, a seasoned veteran who had witnessed countless dirty deeds in the imperial palace, could only shake his head helplessly. He focused on treating the child as quickly as possible.

A row of silver needles was laid out, and the physician swiftly and precisely inserted them into the child’s body.

Outside, the sky grew darker, and a light drizzle began to fall. Xu Wan ordered the servants to close the windows and doors tightly to keep the cold wind out.

By nightfall.

Zong Jincheng slowly regained consciousness. The room was quiet, with only a faint light flickering in the distance.

He blinked his eyes, groggily noticing a figure sitting by his bedside, exuding warmth and kindness, making him feel at ease.

It must be his brother.

The little troublemaker remembered what had happened before he passed out, feeling a mix of lingering fear and hunger. He realized he hadn’t eaten lunch—it had all been ruined by Luo Chen.

That father and son pair of villains, they’re definitely going to the top of my grudge list!

The little troublemaker pouted, trying to say he was hungry, but his voice was too hoarse to form a complete sentence. Instead, he managed to utter a single word: "Brother..."

The figure by the bed paused.

After a moment, the figure turned around, revealing a gentle and kind face, though it carried a hint of frailty. The person was much taller and broader than Zong Wenxiu.

Zong Jincheng realized he had mistaken the person.

It wasn’t his brother.

It was... the Crown Prince.

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The little rascal’s eyes widened. He looked around, confirming that he was indeed at home, and the person before him was the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince had come to his house, to see him!

The little troublemaker couldn’t help but grin, unable to speak, so he just kept smiling at the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince, who had been in a somber mood, couldn’t help but smile back at the child’s infectious grin, his expression softening even more.

He said softly, "You almost died, and yet you can still smile."

The little troublemaker kept smiling.

He thought to himself, well, I didn’t die, did I? What’s that saying?

After surviving a great disaster, there’s bound to be good fortune!

Besides, I’m a genius! Heaven assigns great tasks to those it favors, but first, it tests their resolve!

At that moment, the little rascal’s stomach growled loudly, voicing his need for help.

The Crown Prince chuckled again. He carefully helped Zong Jincheng sit up against the headboard and instructed, "Stay in this position and don’t move, or you’ll hurt your neck. I’ll go get you some porridge."

Zong Jincheng’s eyes widened even further.

Oh my goodness!

Grandfather, Grandmother, Brother, Xu Wan, Auntie, look!

The Crown Prince is getting me porridge!

The Crown Prince is getting me porridge!

Is he going to feed me too?

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The imperial physician had predicted that Zong Jincheng would wake up around this time, so a pot of porridge had already been prepared and kept warm in a food container on the table.

The Crown Prince lit a few more candles in the room, then took the porridge from the container and picked up a spoon. Every movement was graceful and gentle, just like the man himself.

The little troublemaker watched without blinking. No wonder he had mistaken the Crown Prince for his brother earlier.

His brother was like this too, always so kind and gentle with him.