Chapter 464 Shocking! Prince Ye Enters the Space

"After marrying into Prince Ye's mansion, she kept crying and refused to be in the same room as Luo Junhe."

"In the end, it was Her Majesty the Empress who personally stepped in to dissolve their marriage contract and gave Magistrate Zhong a sum of silver, telling them to take Miss Zhong back. Who would have thought that after returning, Miss Zhong would go mad?"

Prince Nanxiao's expression was serene and distant as he turned to ask him, "Now that Prince Ye's mansion has regained its vitality and Prince Ye is getting better day by day, if you were Magistrate Zhong, what would you do?"

Luo Jingshen thought for a moment before speaking, "Miss Zhong's illness stemmed from Luo Junhe. If I were Magistrate Zhong, I would certainly despise Prince Ye's mansion and take revenge on them."

Prince Nanxiao asked again, "Then if you were given the chance to send your mentally ill daughter to Prince Ye's mansion, would you be willing?"

Luo Jingshen replied at once, "Of course I would be willing. For one, my daughter should have been Princess Ye from the start—Ji Yuntang took what was rightfully hers. Anyone with ambition would try to reclaim it."

"On the other hand, she is my own flesh and blood, and it's only natural that I can't bring myself to kill her. A magistrate's salary is meager to begin with, and if I could send away this burden, I would be more than willing."

Hearing this, Prince Nanxiao smiled slightly. "So now, Your Highness the Crown Prince, do you know what to do?"

Luo Jingshen's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood.

"I see. Thank you, Fourth Imperial Uncle."

After the two finished discussing these matters, Luo Jingshen remembered the main purpose of his visit to Prince Nanxiao that day.

"Fourth Imperial Uncle, there's one more thing I'd like to ask for your help with."

Prince Nanxiao looked at Luo Jingshen with fondness. "Given our relationship, there's no need to speak of help. Whatever you need, just say the word."

"After all, everything I have will one day be yours."

Luo Jingshen was clearly pleased with Prince Nanxiao's attitude. He suddenly felt that besides Emperor Jingyang, having a father like this wasn't so bad after all.

At least when he got into trouble, there was someone to cover for him.

In the future, he would not only inherit Emperor Jingyang's throne but also the connections and wealth that Prince Nanxiao had built up. Just thinking about it was delightful.

Shaking off his daydreams, Luo Jingshen said to Prince Nanxiao, "Fourth Imperial Uncle, tonight my men tried to burn down Prince Ye's mansion but failed. Ji Yuntang had laid traps beforehand and even summoned Luo Sinian and Miss Pei to assist."

"I suspect there's a spy among my men who informed them, but it will be hard to find them anytime soon."

Hearing this, Prince Nanxiao had already guessed Luo Jingshen's intention. He asked, "Is Your Highness afraid that Princess Ye will find out you were behind this and worry she'll report you to Emperor Jingyang tomorrow?"

Luo Jingshen replied, "Exactly. So I beg Fourth Imperial Uncle to help."

Prince Nanxiao frowned. "What does Your Highness want me to do?"

"I'd like to ask Fourth Imperial Uncle to station men outside the palace. If anything happens to me tomorrow, please come to my rescue."

Prince Nanxiao understood immediately and nodded. "Rest assured, Your Highness. I will make arrangements tomorrow. We'll use fireworks as a signal—if you run into trouble you can't resolve, I'll lead my men into the palace to save you."

"But doing so would risk exposing the relationship between us, so unless absolutely necessary, Your Highness should not act rashly, lest we both end up in a deadlock."

Luo Jingshen naturally understood this reasoning, but he had prepared for the worst, fearing that Ji Yuntang would come after him.

Unbeknownst to him, his fear of Ji Yuntang had already been etched into his bones, though he hadn't realized it yet.

"Fourth Imperial Uncle, rest assured. I know what to do. If I'm fortunate enough to come out unscathed tomorrow, you can simply lead your men back."

After discussing for a while, Luo Jingshen put on his cloak again, wrapped himself tightly, and left.

Meanwhile, at Prince Ye's mansion.

Throughout the night, the mansion was brightly lit. Luo Sinian had ordered nearly seven hundred corpses to be carried out—about five hundred of them were assassins, and the rest were soldiers he and Pei Zhiyi had brought.

The number of injured reached sixty. Ji Yuntang summoned four more physicians to bandage the wounded one by one and gave them silver and medicine as thanks.

After the incident, a heavy, oppressive atmosphere hung over the mansion. All the servants realized a harsh truth.

Even though their prince was crippled and had withdrawn from the court, even though their mansion sought no conflict, those people still wouldn't let them go.

Within Prince Ye's mansion, Ji Yuntang could protect them and provide weapons for their safety.

But once they stepped outside, they would likely face nothing but death.

That night, fear gripped everyone's hearts. The servants stayed awake all night, voluntarily cleaning up the bloodstains on the ground.

By the time Ji Yuntang finished handling matters, it was already the middle of the night. She remembered that Luo Junhe was still in her space, having been there for four hours now.

Alarmed, she quickly used her mind to flash into the space.

At that moment, Luo Junhe was sitting in his wheelchair, looking up at a large screen.

The screen played content like a theatrical performance, and he was astonished to discover that through the screen's images, he could see everything happening outside.

Including but not limited to how the assassins entered, how Ji Yuntang commanded, how Luo Sinian came to the rescue, and how Pei Zhiyi fought...

He could see every person's tone, expression, and spoken words with perfect clarity.

It would be a lie to say Luo Junhe wasn't shocked.

Here, he had witnessed many things he had never seen before.

Cars that ran without a driver, little white figures that could talk, round discs on walls that showed the time, and small boxes that could sing...

Every single item filled Luo Junhe with wonder.

He explored like a curious child but accidentally entered a room.

There, he saw ten large bookshelves neatly stocked with all kinds of books.

Medical texts were the most numerous, taking up half the shelves, while the rest were popular science books, literary works, and novels.

"Did A Tang learn her medical skills from here?"

Luo Junhe casually picked up a book—it happened to be one Ji Yuntang had read, with a bookmark and notes inside.

"So, the medicine pills like candy that A Tang gives me every day are called Western medicine."

"People with severe burns and disfigurement can also undergo skin graft surgery."

"So this is how my face was healed."

"..."

The more Luo Junhe read, the harder it was to stop. He realized just how backward the medicine of his era was compared to what was written here.

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