Chapter 27

Inside the Anfu City Lord's Mansion, the side courtyard was surrounded by three layers of palace guards, so tightly that not even a fly could get in.

Inside the room, Zhou Xuanqing's face was pale, his lips were blue, his brows were furrowed, and he lay on the bed, seemingly enduring some pain.

Tang Mitang helped her bandage the wound and used a lot of medicine to stop the bleeding. He changed basins of water back and forth to clean the wound.

Tang Mitang felt Zhou Xuanqing's disordered pulse and felt for the first time that the medical knowledge she had learned was useless. Now the only thing she was thankful for was that she still had Tang Mi's memory.

The cold poison attacked Zhou Xuanqing's pulse and blood vessels aggressively. Tang Midang looked at the bulging blood vessels on Zhou Xuanqing's body and the power running wildly inside. She suddenly panicked. Although she had Tang Mi's memory, she was just a surgeon. She was like a fool when she picked up the silver needle.

Tang Mitang had no idea how much force to use or how to insert the needle. However, she couldn't let anyone else know that Zhou Xuanqing had been poisoned by the cold and mysterious poison. Tang Mitang could only research the medicine first, wrote two prescriptions, and asked the city lord to prepare the medicine.

"Zhou Xuanqing, you have to hold on!" Tang Mitong said as a drop of hot water fell on her hand. Tang Mitong raised her hand and touched it, and found that there were so many tears on her face.

Taking Zhou Xuanqing's pulse, Tang Mitang suddenly felt the world was unfair. Zhou Xuanqing had clearly tried hard to change, but he couldn't escape the same fate. The hatred between the siblings had been resolved, but the cold poison in his body had added a time limit of not being able to survive until the end of the year.

What kind of article is this written by Cheng Zixuan? It simply can't distinguish between good and bad.

Tang Mitang took out a silver needle, put it into the wine, then burned it with fire and inserted it into his left arm.

"Hiss~" Tang Mitang took a deep breath and was extremely grateful that she knew her own abilities well and did not rashly give Zhou Xuanqing acupuncture, otherwise his head and body would be separated in an instant.

Although Zhou Xuanqing's breathing was weak, he was in balance after drinking the medicine. Although he wouldn't wake up, he was still breathing. She hoped Chang Xi would come soon, otherwise she, a half-baked Chinese medicine practitioner, would have to do the acupuncture herself.

Zhou Erlan and the others were in the room next to Zhou Xuanqing's, all bandaged up. Mu Tou lay in bed, wrapped in gauze, watching the others with frowns on their faces.

The emperor is unconscious and the prince is poisoned but still able to move. As long as one of the emperor or the prince is awake, it will be fine. But the prince looks dejected, which is really worrying.

Mu Tou thought about it, but didn't dare to speak out loud. They had been driven out of the emperor by Tang Mitang for almost an hour, and no one spoke.

"Oh!" Mu Tou couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Di heard the voice and came out of his thoughts. He looked at Zhou Erlan and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, the current matter has not been resolved yet. The opium powder must be investigated quickly. Please cheer up. The emperor certainly does not want her to get hurt. Everyone is like this."

"I will now inform the people to conduct self-examination and never let poppies infiltrate." After saying this, Lu Di turned and walked out.

"Prime Minister Lu, I will go with you." Song Henian limped to catch up with Lu Di. He had to do something to divert his attention, otherwise he would collapse sooner or later.

Seeing them go out to do something, Zhou Erlan temporarily hid the self-blame and guilt on her face, glanced at Mu Tou, and pushed the door open to go out.

The city lord had just delivered the medicine to Zhou Xuanqing when he saw Zhou Erlan rushing over.

"Your Highness, the search for the mountain has begun. They are heading northwest and have pursued many people."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, City Lord. Please increase your efforts, contact the City Lord of the State City, and cooperate with us." Zhou Erlan said, and walked towards the study with the City Lord.

The city lord wrote the letter and stamped it with his own seal. Zhou Erlan took out the imperial sister's private seal and stamped it on it, then sent someone to rush to the provincial capital.

Zhou Erlan spread out the map and looked at the northwest direction. Behind the state capital was the Quanrong territory. They had been following the edge all the way. The state capital was a long way from Anfu City. The transition from the mountain road to the grassland would take three days at a gallop.

Assuming they can arrive in three days, the provincial capital will send troops to intercept them and probably trap them in the mountains.

However, he was afraid that Cheng Zhixuan and others had conspired with the Quanrong tribe and fled to the Quanrong, and it would be difficult for the Great Zhou to intervene and hold them accountable.

In less than three days, the entire Great Zhou was on alert. All the people knew the harm of poppies and cooperated fully with the government's inspection.

A steady stream of letters with results were sent to the Anfu City Lord's Mansion. Zhou Erlan looked at the letters one by one and checked them day and night. All the affairs of the court, city and county were placed in front of him.

Only then did Zhou Erlan realize how many official documents Zhou Xuanqing had to deal with every day. She was the only one who thought that the imperial sister had it easy, and she was thinking about seizing the throne every day.

Zhou Erlan thought about it and raised his hand to slap himself in the face.

If Cheng Zhixuan had been more cunning, he might have really seized the throne, but the throne would not have lasted for many days in his hands.

Zhou Erlan put aside the letters he didn't know how to handle, and waited for Lu Di to come back after dinner to ask him. He had been staying in the study with Lu Di for the past few days and had not gone out except for eating.

"Your Highness, General Lu is here!" Lu Ti's voice came into the room.

Zhou Erlan looked up and saw Lu Zehua in silver armor and Lu Di holding a bowl.

"I, your humble servant, am here to pay my respects to Prince Lan!" Lu Zehua saluted with his fists clasped.

"Get up quickly." Zhou Erlan hurried out and looked at him.

"Your Highness, the Quanrong are invading our borders. I request to send troops to attack them!" Lu Zehua's words revealed the heroic spirit of a military general. There was no emotion on his stern face. Just looking at his appearance, one would think he was a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

"Alright. General Lu, are you setting out now? Are the provisions ready?" Zhou Erlan saw that he was fully equipped and thought he was going to send troops immediately. However, the provisions were not yet ready.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zehua's stern face flickered with an unnatural expression. He bowed to Zhou Erlan and said, "Your Highness, I would like to go and see the Emperor. All the equipment for the march has already been prepared. The Emperor has already told me to prepare for a battle with the Quanrong generals."

When Zhou Erlan heard him talk about meeting the Imperial Sister, her face froze. Another one who was thinking about the Imperial Sister! But when he heard him say that the Imperial Sister had already made arrangements, he felt a little more respect from the bottom of his heart.

"Go ahead. I wonder if Chang Xi is here?"

"Chang Xi has arrived with his life." Lu Zehua said, looked at Zhou Erlan, and glanced at the door. Meaning, hurry up and find the emperor.

Zhou Erlan was speechless. He strode out the door and said lightly, "Let's go. Let's go together."

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PS:

Lu Zehua: I can go by myself.

Zhou Erlan: Impossible, don’t even think about taking my Yu Baicai away.