Wu Chuan's mind was reeling. Feng Yan had told him that this person's origins were unknown and that they must investigate his background secretly as soon as possible. If he were a spy from Northern Qi, then the prince and princess, and even the entire Great Zhou, would be in danger.
The word "spy" kept echoing in Wu Chuan's mind!
Feng Yan is right, this person must be a spy from an enemy country!
A murderous aura emanated from him as he grabbed Lu Yuyan's hand: "What did you do to the Prince! Why did the Prince vomit blood? And the Princess Consort, did you poison her?"
"Let go!" Lu Yuyan gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with cold light. If this stupid guard was delayed any longer, there would be two deaths and two bodies.
"You dare poison the prince!" Wu Chuan said, immediately striking out with a palm strike aimed at Lu Yuyan's vital point, carrying a deadly aura.
Lu Yuyan was not about to sit idly by and wait for his death. Although he did not have the same level of skill as the ancients, he was invincible in modern Taekwondo and Judo. He took a step back, broke free from Wu Chuan's grip, and moved his body to the side to avoid Wu Chuan's fierce palm strike.
Seeing that his attack had missed, Wu Chuan thought to himself that this Lu Yuyan was indeed skilled in martial arts. He had actually tricked Jiang Chuan and the others into thinking that he was weak and helpless. Ha!
So he attacked again, this time with an even fiercer palm strike, filled with murderous intent, rushing towards Lu Yuyan. He was determined to kill this man!
"Stop!" Lu Xiaoyun managed to squeeze out two words from her throat, but then spat out another mouthful of blood.
Wu Chuan was even more shocked, only seeing "Prince An" vomit blood, and did not hear "Prince An's" orders at all.
Upon hearing that the princess had encountered an accident, Feng Yan, despite his injuries, came over with the help of his subordinates. As soon as he entered, he saw Wu Chuan attacking Lu Yuyan.
The princess risked her life to save him, and this young man named Lu Yuyan saved both the princess and himself. There is no way such a person could harm the princess.
The person who went to investigate the details reported back early this morning that this man named Lu Yuyan had indeed lived in that place since childhood and had never left. Although he made a living by hunting, he was a well-known local doctor.
He didn't know where the strength came from, but he broke free from the person supporting him and quickly blocked Wu Chuan's palm strike that was about to land on Lu Yuyan's chest.
Wu Chuan struck Feng Yan in the back with a palm strike imbued with fierce killing intent. Feng Yan immediately coughed up blood, his vision went completely dark, and his body slumped to the ground.
Wu Chuan's expression changed, and he immediately stopped and rushed to support Feng Yan.
Jiang Chuan roared angrily, "Wu Chuan, are you brainless? If Mr. Lu poisoned the Prince and Princess, why didn't he run away? Why did he stay here waiting for you to kill him? Why did he save the Prince and the others just a few days ago?!"
Wu Chuan's body jolted, and he looked at Lu Yuyan.
Lu Yuyan had no time to pay attention to them and hurried forward to continue administering acupuncture to Zhu Yu, as the poison in his body needed to be expelled immediately: "Help Prince An to lie down on the couch."
Seeing blood gushing from Lu Xiaoyun's mouth, Jiang Chuan pleaded, "Save the Prince first!"
Lu Xiaoyun gritted her teeth and forced herself to stay awake: "Save her first, save the princess..."
Jiang Chuan choked up, "The prince truly loves the princess to the core. Mr. Lu, we must hurry. If something happens to the princess, the prince may not survive either."
Lu Xiaoyun's bloodshot mouth parted into a grin, and she suddenly laughed while nestled in Jiang Chuan's arms. Her body went limp as waves of darkness washed over her.
Knowing he had made a grave mistake, Wu Chuan knelt heavily before Lu Yuyan: "Mr. Lu, it was my recklessness that led me to attack you without understanding the situation. I thought you were a spy from Northern Qi. Please, be magnanimous and save my prince."
Lu Yuyan said coldly, "Get out!"
Wu Chuan looked at Lu Xiaoyun for help, only to find that although his prince's mouth was full of blood, he seemed to be smiling!
He gritted his teeth, picked up Feng Yan, and walked with his head down towards Li Feng's room next door.
Jiang Chuan: "Send someone to invite Imperial Physician Jiang; he's in the palace!"
Immediately, guards received the order and rushed towards the palace.
Physician Jiang and several other imperial physicians had just left the palace, thinking that something terrible was going to happen to the Empress Dowager today. The Emperor had even ordered that if they couldn't cure the Empress Dowager, they would be executed. They were all sweating profusely.
The young physician brought by Prince An put the Empress Dowager to sleep in half an hour. At this moment, the heavy burden on their hearts was lifted. A cold wind blew, and they felt their damp undergarments sticking to their bodies, chilling them to the bone.
"Please take care, everyone. I need to go back to my residence to bathe and change."
The group bowed and said goodbye.
As soon as Physician Jiang stepped onto the carriage, he was pulled onto the horse by the guards of Prince An's mansion without saying a word.
Physician Jiang's old face turned ashen with fright. He gripped the guard's clothes tightly and said, "What has happened now? I'm covered in sweat and haven't even had a bath yet. Please let me go back to my residence and change into some clean clothes."
"As long as you heal Commander Feng, you can soak in the hot springs of Prince An's mansion at will."
"Who? Commander Feng? Has something happened to him again?" Physician Jiang asked tremblingly.
Don't ask!
“You can’t just keep messing with an old man like me all day long, can you? There’s still Brother Lu, isn’t there?”
Don't ask!
What a tragedy! Ever since Prince An was assassinated on his wedding day, this lowly imperial physician has never had a peaceful day.
Time passed second by second, and Lu Xiaoyun on the bed fell into a coma.
Lu Yuyan's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but his hands did not tremble and his body did not shake. The Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle flew between his fingers and landed very steadily. Through his inner garment, Zhu Yu's chest was full of silver needles.
The snow-white undergarment was stained with black, poisonous blood.
He knew that only by saving Zhu Yu could his older sister return.
He had performed acupuncture at the palace today and was already exhausted. This Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle technique was extremely physically demanding, and he had used it several times throughout the day. At this moment, he had no strength left at all.
But for his sister's sake, he had to hold on!
The fat woman leaned against the door frame, holding sunflower seeds in her hand, cracking them idly.
She was actually terribly panicked, but unfortunately, she didn't have enough money and could only get a small dose of poison. Otherwise, by now, that bitch Lu Xiaoyun would probably have already wrapped her body in a tattered straw mat and thrown it into a mass grave.
She was unaware of the situation inside the room, only knowing that not long after the prince went in, Jiang Chuan and Wu Chuan went in, and a short while later Feng Yan also went in.
In just a short while, Feng Yan was carried out by Wu Chuan, covered in blood, and taken to Li Feng's house.
Then, Physician Jiang, dressed in a crooked official robe, was dragged in by the guards to examine Feng Yan's injuries.
Could it be that Consort Duan was right, and Feng Yan really was having an affair with this little slut?
He was severely injured by the prince?
Why hasn't the prince come out after all this time? We even need to summon the imperial physician to examine Feng Yan. Is Prince An really enjoying wearing this green hat so much?
The fat woman was filled with unease; she had been ordered not to approach that wretched woman's house, but Yan'er could.
She pulled Yan'er out of the house: "Go, see what's happening in that room?"
Yan'er stomped her feet in anger: "Grandmother, you said you had already succeeded, why didn't you add more poison to kill her directly?"
The fat woman's large facial muscles twitched, but she didn't say anything.
Is it that she doesn't want to? Well, there's nothing she can do about it.
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