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After three days of court sessions, the Third Prince was also kept for an additional three days. When he finally reappeared in public, he deliberately wore an inner garment stained with blood, looking disheveled and as if he had been tortured for days. He left the palace and, instead of taking a carriage, walked back to his residence, where many people saw him.
Mingze was furious, stomping his feet in anger. What did His Majesty mean by this? Was it a deliberate act to make his son put on such a show? It was as if he was saying that he had beaten and scolded him enough; now, let’s not mention it anymore! Did he not know what kind of person his own son was? That little Beast didn’t even think he had done anything wrong. Once back at the residence, he slammed the door shut and proceeded to whip most of the servants.
Shi Yun took advantage of a moment of silence to glance at Mingze. "Your reach is a bit too long."
"Well, it’s just a few informants. Who among the civil and military officials doesn’t have them? The extent of their deployment depends on personal ability. What? You don’t have any?"
Shi Yun shot him another look.
Mingze paused for a moment, realizing that indeed, he had none.
Seeing his dazed expression, Shi Yun explained, "Quality over quantity. Some people aren’t worth keeping an eye on. Who’s like you, casting a wide net?"
"How I cast my net is my business. As long as I can catch fish, that’s my Method."
As he spoke, Mingze rummaged through Shi Yun's study as if it were his own home, searching for tea.
Shi Yun sighed in annoyance. "Can you stop coming to me all the time?"
"What do you have? Oh? I’ve never seen this tea before." Mingze hugged a jar of tea and sniffed it. It smelled delightful, though the craftsmanship seemed lacking.
"It was brought back by A-Yuan. He said it was wild tea sourced from a hunter's home in the mountains and mixed with some herbs he concocted himself."
"He said that as an unfilial descendant, why should I drink those precious teas? He swapped all my teas for this one and only allows me to drink this."
Mingze chuckled. "Tea can refresh the mind, but too much can easily cause internal heat and harm the body. I can smell quite a few warming herbs in this wild tea; your grandson seems quite concerned about you."
Shi Yun sighed helplessly. "It’s just that he doesn’t listen much to what I say."
"Then you have to endure it; who told you to act foolishly?"
Seeing that Mingze still wanted to poke fun at him by hitting on his sore spots, Shi Yun asked, "What exactly are you here for?"
Mingze squeezed closer to him. "The imperial physician revealed that His Majesty may not have many years left."
Shi Yun frowned. "Be cautious with your words!"
"Stop telling me to be cautious! If we don’t prepare in advance and wait until something happens, it will be too late!"
His Majesty's health had been fine before, but after the Whale Demon incident, anyone who had taken the pills—though they might not have suffered significant physical effects—had endured excruciating pain for several days. That kind of pain etched itself into their bones; those who used them less were fine, but those who used them frequently—especially His Majesty—often cried out in sudden pain.
The imperial physician could find no abnormalities and only suggested that it might be a memory issue in the brain; perhaps shifting focus would help over time.
The Emperor scolded the quack doctors, and Cai Zhuo sent the Dragon Guard to invite a renowned physician from the common folk. Yet, the Emperor remained unconvinced. In the palace, he caused quite a ruckus, even beating two young eunuchs to death. Cai Zhuo managed to keep this under wraps.
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