Chapter 963: Could Wan Yi Have Misseen It?

its backwardness, still has rulers and administrators.Given the severity of the disaster, how is it that local officials and the imperial court have yet to take any action to provide reliefCould it be...Although the poison in King Jing's was劇毒, it seemed that the person who poisoned him didn't intend to kill him immediately. The poison was very complex, and it would take about half a month for the toxicity to spread throughout the body and cause a complete poisoning.

Once poisoned, even the great gods of Heaven can't save you.

The banquet in the front hall was nearing its end. Fu Ming left waited and waited, almost to the point where guests were about to disperse, but His Royal Uncle still hadn't arrived. It was incredibly rude of him.

If only some officials came to the banquet today, it wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't show up, after all, he was the emperor's most beloved prince.

Several influential aristocratic families in the capital also sent representatives to the banquet. Even my father had to show some deference to these families. It's not good for Uncle Emperor to remain absent altogether.

And wasn't today the day we were going to help Mrs. Mu and Zong Bai seek justice and punish Zong Pingchuan Where are Fang Jinshu and Zong Yu These two people haven't shown up either.

"Your Highness, it's getting late and the banquet is almost over. Perhaps you could..."

Some officials have already expressed their desire to leave, and after such a long banquet, it is time to disperse.

Fu Shangyuan frowned.

"Lord Li, what's the rush This prince hasn't had his fill of your company for today. Come, pour Lord Li another cup."

Mr. Li, with a face full of dismay, covered his cup and shook his head.

"Your Highness, I really can't drink anymore."

"I can't drink anymore, I really can't!"

I want to know if the Lord will come out soon, or should I go and bid him farewell myself

Fu Shangyuan nodded confidently, "Sir Li, what are you saying The Imperial Uncle will definitely come out."

"Are you leaving now Are you blaming the Jing Wangfu for not entertaining you well today"

Several officials were so frightened by Fu Ming that they waved their hands repeatedly, who would dare to say half a word about King Jing in front of so many people

Tell Your Majesty and the Empress, they won't fare well if this gets out.

Fu Ming was also anxious, and he hurriedly waved to call Fu Butler.

Uncle, are you still drunk

"Send someone to remind them."

Fu Guanjia hurriedly replied, "Your Highness, this old servant has already sent people to urge them, but no one has returned. I don't know what's going on."

"The old slave should go and take a look himself."

Fu Ming nodded. Fu Guanjia was about to turn and leave when a small servant he had sent to urge the Wangye earlier ran back, his face full of panic, rushing into the banquet hall from the door.

He was still shouting.

"Master Fu, something is amiss! This servant was ordered to wake up the Young Master, but he saw Miss Song from the Song family lying on the Young Master's bed, her clothes in disarray."

The young servant had barely finished speaking when he was swiftly pressed to the ground by men accompanying the prime minister.

"Bold! Who gave you the guts to slander the eldest daughter of the Minister's Mansion"

The little servant underfoot was in agony.

"Slave, slave did not lie."

A look of panic flashed across Yuan's face, but she quickly regained her composure.

How could things have turned out like this Qian Yue, that girl, is too careless. She was even seen by a servant from the Prince's Mansion!

Although the plan was progressing smoothly, it seemed that the daughter and Prince Jing had already consummated their relationship. However, the initial intention was to privately ask Prince Jing to take responsibility for his daughter's innocence and marry her as a concubine.

Then have the father go to the emperor and request a marriage decree. With his status, his granddaughter marrying the current prince would be more than appropriate.

Moreover, King Jing was just a powerless idle prince. It's more accurate to say that Fu Shangyuan married into the Yuan family.

Now, the matter has become public knowledge among all the guests. Yuan's mind raced as she frantically searched for a solution.

Maybe it was a misunderstanding, perhaps this little servant saw things wrong.

"How could Miss Song be found in the bed of His Highness, King Jing"

But someone among the guests refuted it.

"But it seems Miss Song is not here. Why don't we all go and see for ourselves"

Among the guests present today are some ladies who have had conflicts with Song's mother and daughter. Their eyes gleam with excitement.

If Zong Qian Yue really slept with King Jing, this would be a huge piece of news.

"Just go and have a look with the eldest miss of the Zong family, wouldn't that make everything clear"

Everyone readily agreed, their curiosity about gossip reaching its peak. No one was clamoring to leave now.

Fu Ming frowned, the matter concerning his uncle's reputation, he dared not make a hasty decision.

If it really is the Prince and Miss Song, things will be difficult.

Just then, Fang Jinshi and Zong Yu came back. Everyone in the hall was discussing Prince Jing and Miss Song's affair, no one noticed that the two had come in at all.

Fu Ming, however, saw it, as if he had seen a savior.

He remained silent, but Fang Jinxiu nodded at him and mouthed the words "Jing Wang is fine."

Fu Ming understood, and instantly felt a lot more at ease.

"Well, for the sake of my uncle and Miss Song's reputation, let's all go take a look. What if it was just the maid who saw things wrong"

It seems the person in the room isn't the Imperial Uncle.

Who could it be in the Prince's room Could the woman in bed really be Miss Songof relief."Good, good, good! Twelve ounces per jin!" He hurriedly agreed before his young master, Zhao Xingzhou feeling displeased.Fang Jinshu was too lazy to care about the Zhao family's affairs, she...