Before the soldiers carrying the stretcher could speak, the person on the stretcher spoke, their voice weak and embarrassed: "Oh dear, I'm old, I can't go on anymore, someone poked my butt..."

Zhao Yuzhu and Shen Qingyu: "!!!"

The person on the stretcher is Shen Zhongyi.

Shen Zhongyi, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, looked quite disheveled as he lay on the stretcher.

He covered himself with a soft quilt. After the others brought him into the room, Zhao Yuzhu pulled back the quilt and couldn't help but gasp.

This is more than just a minor incident.

There were two very obvious knife wounds on his thigh, and a large bruise on his back.

Zhao Yuzhu's tears streamed down her face: "How did you get so badly injured?"

The original Shen Zhongyi was injured on the battlefield. At that time, Shen Zhongyi was just a general, not the person who transmigrated from the 21st century.

Zhao Yuzhu doesn't feel sorry for Shen Zhongyi from the past, but she does feel sorry for the man who came to this other world with her to be with her daughter.

It's only been a few days! And it's already like this?

What will happen if this goes on for too long?

After carefully changing the dressing, the accompanying imperial physician explained the nursing care instructions to Zhao Yuzhu and then withdrew.

His Majesty has instructed that the imperial physicians stay at the Duke's residence these days to facilitate the treatment of Shen Zhongyi.

Shen Qingyu was very anxious. After a long wait for the imperial physician to come out, she hurriedly asked about the situation.

The imperial physician spoke of the injuries: "Everything else is fine, just external wounds. They'll be fine once they heal. The most important thing is the back. The Duke was struck on the back, which damaged his heart meridian. He can't be used for any more fighting after he's healed."

Shen Qingyu: "...Is your life in danger?"

The imperial physician shook his head: "That's unlikely. The Duke was injured on the battlefield, so he has some hidden ailments. Now that his heart meridian is damaged, we need to be careful to prevent them from flaring up."

Shen Qingyu nodded: It's good that they won't die.

At worst, I can slowly treat him with spiritual spring water and food from my space.

Then Shen Qingyu asked Qi Yunxiao, "How is Lord Qi Yunxiao, the Vice Minister of the Court of State Ceremonial, doing now?"

The imperial physician looked bewildered: "Lord Qi? I didn't see it!"

Okay, he didn't know, Shen Qingyu decided in a second to ask someone else.

She had someone bring the imperial physician to her room, then turned and walked out: she couldn't wait any longer, she had to go to the palace to check on the situation.

Upon arriving at the palace gate, Shen Qingyu was unable to enter. Through the heavily guarded gate, she could see many eunuchs and palace maids washing the floor tiles with water.

A faint smell of blood wafted through the air, and Shen Qingyu's face instantly turned pale: They were cleaning up the battlefield; in this vast square, who knows how many people had died?!

"Young general, could you please pass on a message to my husband? Tell him I'm waiting here at the palace gate, and ask him to come out if it's convenient for him, or just bring me a message if it's inconvenient."

At least put my mind at ease!

The guard knew Qi Yunxiao. Lord Qi had made great contributions during the palace coup. How could he have offended Lord Qi's wife, Princess Qingyu?

So the guard turned around and went inside to look for someone, while Shen Qingyu waited quietly at the door.

Before Qi Yunxiao could even come out, a group of women from official families, their clothes disheveled and their hairpins askew, walked out of the palace in a swarm, some of them sobbing softly as they went.

Shen Qingyu was shocked: "What's going on?"

The guards at the gate ignored her.

After waiting for a long time, Shen Qingyu saw a woman who looked somewhat familiar. Wasn't this the second wife of Gao Rongxing, the Minister of Rites?

Among the group of women with disheveled hair and hairpins, Gao Rongxing's wife appeared much more tidy, with her chin slightly raised, giving off an air of "I have powerful backers."

Seeing Shen Qingyu waiting at the palace gate, the wife of the Minister of Rites gave her a subtle yet contemptuous look, but still walked over with a smile: "Princess Qingyu, are you waiting for someone? Hasn't Lord Qi come out yet?"

Shen Qingyu nodded, pretending not to notice the ladies' disheveled appearance: "Greetings, ladies."

The wife of the Minister of Rites glanced at Shen Qingyu's simple yet neat attire, feeling somewhat resentful. She couldn't help but speak sarcastically: "During yesterday's palace coup, many women were taken into the palace as hostages, but Princess Qingyu was spared. I wonder what kind of protection she received."

Shen Qingyu frowned slightly and looked the Minister of Rites' wife up and down: "What do you mean by that, Madam?"

"I didn't mean anything by it. I was just a little envious..."

The wife of the Minister of Rites glanced at Shen Qingyu, then turned to greet the other ladies, saying, "I don't know if my husband has returned home yet; I'll go back and check first..."

Before the words were even finished, a group of people rushed over: "Seize the family members of the traitor Gao Rongxing!"

The traitor Gao Rongxing?

Isn't his family member this arrogant wife of the Minister of Rites?

The wife of the Minister of Rites, who had just been so arrogant, changed her expression drastically and couldn't help but shout, "What right do you have to arrest me? My husband is the Minister of Rites, what wrong has he done?"

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask! Gag her and take her away!" the guard shouted sternly. Immediately, someone pinned Gao Rongxing's wife to the ground, stuffed a piece of torn cloth into her mouth, and dragged her away.

As she struggled and was dragged away, a clear trail of water meandered away.

While everyone was stunned, some of them felt weak in the knees: she had actually wet herself in fear!

The ladies who witnessed this scene were equally shocked.

We are all matriarchs and legitimate daughters of prominent families in the capital. Who hasn’t witnessed the rise and fall of these families?

The Gao family, head of the Ministry of Rites, is completely finished.

Still shaken, the group looked at each other in bewilderment: Who else would be unlucky next?

"Waaah..." One of the ladies, unable to bear the psychological pressure any longer, finally broke down in tears.

Others immediately went to persuade them.

While they were saying words of persuasion, their eyes were all redder than the last.

Everyone was scared!

Shen Qingyu sighed silently: The women of noble families in this era seem to enjoy the honor and wealth of their husbands, but they are trapped in the inner quarters of their homes their whole lives. The men do not listen to them, and when the men do something wrong, none of them can escape punishment.

Look at Madam Gao Rongxing! What does a men's rebellion have to do with her?

The new era is so much better; there's no such thing as guilt by association.

As the ladies were being picked up one by one by the arriving carriages, Qi Yunxiao finally rushed over.

After not seeing him for more than a day, Qi Yunxiao had grown a full beard, and there were bloodstains on his clothes. He looked menacing.

"Husband!" Shen Qingyu called out.

The murderous intent in Qi Yunxiao's eyes vanished instantly. He strode over, scrutinized her for a moment, and then pulled her inside, saying, "Come on, let's go in first."

The young guard who had been chasing after Qi Yunxiao didn't follow anymore. Instead, he quietly explained to the other guards that His Majesty had summoned Princess Qingyu...

The two walked in the wide plaza in front of the palace, and Qi Yunxiao quietly explained what had happened over the past day and night.