Chapter 625

These rules were all established by the sages.

"Young Master, please follow me."

Fu Nian immediately led the way ahead.

After Prince Fusu nodded, he walked forward and entered.

"Master, I came here today because I want to see how Zhang Liang is doing."

Fu Nian, who was leading the way, stiffened for a moment, then turned around with a smile on his face.

"Junior Brother's condition is very poor right now; it would be better not to offend your eyes, Young Master."

Fu Nian gave a forced smile.

It was not that he didn't want to take Prince Fusu over.

After all, letting Prince Fusu see Zhang Liang in such a miserable state would be more conducive to Prince Fusu being controlled by them.

Fu Nian himself was more inclined to take Prince Fusu to see Zhang Liang's condition.

He had even suggested this idea to his Junior Brother back then.

But ever since he was poisoned, his Junior Brother, who had been looking listless, had vehemently opposed it after hearing his suggestion.

He said he did not want to lose his last shred of dignity.

And then, like a dog, linger on in a desperate state while begging for the royal family's pity.

Fu Nian had not expected his Junior Brother to think this way.

But as his Senior Brother, he still respected his Junior Brother's opinion.

"Master, Zhang Liang was poisoned because of me; I must go see him."

Prince Fusu said firmly.

He had never come to see Zhang Liang before, and deep down, he actually harbored a sense of avoidance.

He did not want to see Zhang Liang in such pain while he himself stood there in good health.

This made him feel somewhat ashamed.

After all, Zhang Liang had been poisoned while protecting him, yet he had been cured, while Zhang Liang was still suffering from the torture of the toxin.

But after hearing his Imperial Father's words, Prince Fusu knew he could no longer hide.

Regardless of whether he was willing to face it, everyone knew the poison in Zhang Liang's body was because of him.

He had already done everything he could for Zhang Liang.

First, he went to find the Ghost, hoping to obtain another antidote from him.

Unfortunately, the Ghost had already left Xianyang City, so this was not his fault.

Now, he had brought a large group of imperial physicians here in person.

This was all to cure the poison in Zhang Liang's body.

Prince Fusu believed he had done his utmost.

Faced with Prince Fusu's persistence, Fu Nian was also at a loss for a moment.

His Junior Brother was adamant about not wanting to see Young Master Prince Fusu; could he really take Prince Fusu over?

Doing so would be tantamount to stimulating his Junior Brother, causing the toxin in his body to erupt once again.

A flash of struggle crossed Fu Nian's eyes.

But Prince Fusu was, after all, his superior; as a subject, he could not defy Prince Fusu's wishes.

269. Prince Fusu's explanation, the gloomy Zhang Liang! (Please subscribe!)

"Master, lead the way."

Prince Fusu spoke, interrupting Fu Nian's inner struggle.

He thought Fu Nian was thinking about something else.

With Prince Fusu speaking for the second time, Fu Nian naturally could no longer refuse Prince Fusu's request.

"Young Master, please follow me."

After turning around and smiling at Prince Fusu.

Fu Nian looked at the servant behind him and gave a wink.

That servant had been by Fu Nian's side for a long time.

Naturally, he could understand Fu Nian's meaning from a small gesture.

After nodding slightly, he left directly from the back of the group.

The servant hurried toward the courtyard where Zhang Liang was staying.

As soon as he entered, he shouted directly.

"It's bad, it's bad."

Inside, Zhang Liang had just endured a wave of toxin eruption.

He was now lying on the bed, weak and pale.

Hearing the shouting outside, he immediately looked at the servant beside him.

The servant beside him put down the teacup in his hand, then opened the door and walked out.

"What happened? Why are you making such a racket?"

The servant frowned, somewhat displeased.

After all, his Young Master had just recovered and was now in the middle of resting.

"It's bad, Young Master Prince Fusu is here, and he is insisting on coming to see Young Master Zhang Liang."

The servant said hurriedly.

His voice was loud, and Zhang Liang, lying on the bed, actually heard the servant's words.

Upon hearing the content, Zhang Liang's eyes grew gloomier.

He had not expected Prince Fusu to insist on coming to see him.

Zhang Liang understood his Senior Brother's character.

If he did not want Prince Fusu to come, his Senior Brother would not easily bring Prince Fusu over.

Now that this servant had come secretly to tip him off, it was clear that Prince Fusu was forcing the issue.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The power of the royal family, the majesty of the royal family, is truly...

"Tidy up."

Zhang Liang raised his head slightly and said to his servant.

Having just experienced a wave of toxin eruption, the entire room was now filled with the smell of medicine.

Since Prince Fusu was coming, they naturally could not be so improper.

Several servants nodded, opened the doors and windows, and began to ventilate.

As the cold wind from outside blew in, Zhang Liang, lying on the bed, shivered.

Ever since his body became weak, the doors and windows of the entire room had never been opened again.

Because his body truly could not withstand the invasion of the cold wind.

But now that Prince Fusu was coming, they naturally could not let the whole room be filled with the smell of medicine.

Subconsciously, he hid under the quilt, but still could not resist the chill of the cold wind.

His originally pale complexion seemed to have a bluish tint at this moment.

Fortunately, before long, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside the room.

"Young Master, please come in; this is indeed where my Junior Brother lives."

Fu Nian's voice was loud, as if he were deliberately reminding the person inside.

Subsequently, the door was pushed open.

When Fu Nian saw Zhang Liang on the sickbed, pale-faced with bluish lips,

his pupils contracted violently.

After sensing the air, he felt that more than half of the medicinal smell in the room had disappeared.

Only a faint scent of medicine could be smelled. ===== CHAPTER 627 =====