Chapter 136: Taken Home by the Princess Part 24(1)
Thus, a common scene in the princess’s study was the Junior Minister, looking relaxed, lounging beside Qin Yang as she worked on memorials.
One day off, Tao Ning brought a stack of books to Qin Yang’s study, found a spot with good lighting, and quietly read, occasionally writing.
When tired of reading, she would go to Qin Yang’s desk and ask for a hug, and Qin Yang, exasperated, hadn’t realized Tao Ning was so clingy.
A maid entered, her eyes fixed on her toes: “Your Highness, the three advisors have arrived.”
Qin Yang’s voice was slightly hoarse: “I understand, let them in.”
Tao Ning stood up and asked, “Should I excuse myself, Your Highness?”
Qin Yang glanced at her, her eyes slightly red: “Why? There’s nowhere in this residence you can’t go.”
This was exactly what Tao Ning wanted. She was too lazy to move, but still retreated behind the screen, continuing to read her medical books.
The advisors who entered naturally saw the figure behind the screen, even glancing at her briefly, finding her very familiar, resembling the recently famous Junior Minister An.
“Greetings, Your Highness.”
“Rise. I’ve summoned you today to discuss the matter of Yongzhou…” Qin Yang got straight to the point, not giving them a chance to speak, and the advisors, their minds full of questions, sat down.
A maid entered, refilling their teacups, and whispered, “Junior Minister, your tea.”
Another clear female voice replied, “Thank you.”
The advisors, multitasking, listening to the princess with one ear and paying attention to the sounds behind the screen with the other, were surprised.
There were only a few Junior Ministers in the Dali Temple, and only one surnamed An.
They hadn’t expected a Junior Minister to be living in the princess’s residence, such a prominent figure.
It wasn’t that they were slow to receive news, they had just learned about it today.
The princess’s residence was vast, divided into inner and outer palaces. The princess lived in the inner palace, attended by maids and Cui Hong, who resided in the east courtyard.
The advisors lived elsewhere, not entering the inner palace unless summoned, so they weren’t aware of what happened there, nor that a Junior Minister from the Dali Temple was residing there.
The advisors exchanged glances.
Everyone in the princess’s residence, from guards to advisors, was skilled in non-verbal communication.
—Is it really appropriate to have the Junior Minister in the study?
—Her Highness allowed it, do you want to question her decision?
—I don’t dare, you’re braver, you go talk to the princess.
—I don’t dare either.
—Since you don’t dare, neither do I.
The advisor shrugged helplessly.
—Such trust, even the princess’s future consort wouldn’t receive such treatment.
Two agreeing gazes turned towards her.
Even if they realized it, they wouldn’t dare say anything.
They didn’t know what the princess’s future consort would be like, but other princesses didn’t treat their consorts this way.
Nor their confidants.
They were the princess’s long-time advisors, and they had never received such treatment.
—Her Highness looked up, stop talking!
The advisors quickly lowered their gazes, pretending to be well-behaved, not having gossiped about the princess at all.
Tao Ning, resting her chin on her hand, watched the whole scene, amused by these advisors, wondering where Qin Yang found them.
Political discussions were never interesting, and Tao Ning wasn’t paying attention, one brilliant strategist in the residence was enough, she didn’t need to worry about such matters.
Listening to their discussion, she fell asleep, her head resting on a thick book.
After the meeting, the advisors stood up to leave, glancing behind the screen, then falling silent.
There was no need to worry about Junior Minister An eavesdropping, she was sound asleep.
No wonder the princess had lowered her voice in the second half of the meeting, they had also lowered their voices, not wanting to wake her.
Qin Yang walked behind the screen, picked up a robe, and draped it over Tao Ning, then noticed the writing on the paper, raising an eyebrow slightly.
“A medical prescription?” Feeling a hand on her waist, Qin Yang asked.
Tao Ning opened her eyes, her cheek pressed against Qin Yang’s waist, nuzzling against her sleepily.
Then, finding the gold embroidery a bit scratchy, she buried her face in Qin Yang’s side and inhaled, not moving.
Qin Yang felt like a piece of sweet cake was stuck to her, tugging on Tao Ning’s hair: “Why are you working so hard? Do you want to become an imperial physician instead of a Junior Minister?”
Feeling more awake, Tao Ning lifted her head, looking up at Qin Yang: “I don’t want to be a physician in the palace, I want to be Your Highness’s personal physician.”
Tightening her arms around Qin Yang’s waist, she continued, “Changyi, tell me, where did the remaining poison in your body come from?”
This matter, carefully avoided by Qin Yang, the princess’s residence, and even the palace, was suddenly brought up, and Qin Yang was momentarily stunned.
Her gaze lowered, looking at the writing on the paper: “No one has ever dared to ask this question, you’re the first, very bold.”
Tao Ning looked innocent, of course she was bold, the princess was asleep, how could she not be?
Saying this out loud would scare people to death.
And since no one knew, how could they ask?
Qin Yang pinched her cheek: “You’re talking bad about me behind my back.”
Tao Ning looked even more innocent: “I didn’t say anything.”
Qin Yang: “You said it in your mind, I heard you.”
How could she hear my thoughts? Tao Ning realized Qin Changyi was just teasing her.
“Then I’ll apologize, Your Highness, by being your cushion.” Tao Ning sighed, pulling Qin Yang closer and holding her tightly.
Qin Yang allowed herself to be pulled onto the luohan daybed(classic Chinese reclining couch), adjusted herself into a comfortable position, something she wouldn’t have done before, and asked, “Do you know about the Jingzhe Incident?”
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Having worked at the Dali Temple, Tao Ning had seen all kinds of confidential files.
After the interrogations, she suspected the remnants of the previous dynasty were connected to the Jingzhe Incident, perhaps even instigating it from behind the scenes.
Tao Ning nodded: “Yes.”
But judging by Qin Yang’s tone, there was more to the story than she knew.
Qin Yang said, “Before the second and third princes’ rebellion, the third prince bribed one of our father’s attendants to poison him, hoping to take the palace without bloodshed.”
Tao Ning’s grip tightened: “Poison? The poison…?”
Qin Yang nodded, her soft hair brushing against Tao Ning’s chin: “I took it. The Yangxin Palace was surrounded, the attendants either dead or escaped, and there was no one to test the food, but the kingdom couldn’t be without a ruler. Fortunately, I didn’t eat much, so I survived.”
It was a potent poison, meant to kill quickly, and the dosage was high.
Qin Yang, still young, had acted decisively, and although the poison didn’t kill her, it damaged her health and caused her to lose her sense of taste, everything tasting bland from then on.
For an entire month after being poisoned, Qin Yang was bedridden, her life hanging by a thread. Several times, the physicians wanted to inform the emperor that it would be better to prepare for her funeral.
But the emperor refused, ordering them to find an antidote, no matter the cost.
Qin Yang’s voice was low: “For the sake of the throne, brothers turned against each other, but none of them succeeded, they all died.”
Her voice trailed off, and Tao Ning held her tighter.
With the medical records from these past few years and Qin Yang’s cooperation, Tao Ning’s search for an antidote became much easier.
Her peaceful days didn’t last long. While reading in her office at the Dali Temple, she received a summons from the palace.
Initially stunned, she was called several times by the anxious record keeper before putting down her book and leaving to receive the edict.