Chapter 85: Soul-shattering in Lu Baizhong
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wenqin raised her eyes from his arms and looked at him suspiciously:
[Your Majesty, are you trying to comfort me, or are you really omnipotent? 】
Zhu Wenqin thought about it and sighed again.
[I am really useless. If the prince had not met me, he would not have so many troubles and could have been a good king of Zhaonan. 】
Jing Siye rubbed the top of his head and answered in his heart:
"Without you, my life would be a dead end. Even if I were extremely wealthy, it would still be boring."
When he returned to the palace, it was already dusk. As soon as Jing Siye got off the carriage, he saw the guard hurriedly approaching, kneeling on one knee, and reporting in an urgent tone:
"Your Majesty, Guard Lu is injured, and his injury is serious!"
Jing Siye's sword-like eyebrows were instantly furrowed, a trace of worry flashed in his deep eyes, and he asked without thinking:
"Where's Chen Lian? Did you tell him?"
The servant beside him hurried forward and replied respectfully:
"Doctor Chen is already treating him."
Hearing this, Jing Siye quickened his pace and strode towards the main courtyard. Upon seeing this, Zhu Wenqin quickly lifted up her clothes and followed closely behind.
When we arrived at the room where Lu Bo was, we saw him lying on the bed with his hands on his chest, his face pale and his expression painful.
Chen Lian was sitting at the table, concentrating on writing a prescription.
Jing Siye quickly walked to the side and asked another guard who was standing there quietly, "How is Guard Lu?"
The guard hurriedly bowed and replied respectfully:
"Your Highness, Doctor Chen said it was poisoned."
At this time, Chen Lian finished writing the last medicine, blew away the ink gently, picked up the prescription, checked it over and over again, and after confirming that it was correct, he handed it to Xue Nian and instructed:
"Go grab the third pair quickly. This can temporarily suppress the toxicity."
After explaining, Chen Lian turned around, bowed to Jing Siye, and looked solemn:
"Your Majesty, judging from the pulse, the poison that Guard Lu was poisoned with is very strange. Otherwise, ..."
Chen Lian quickly glanced around the room and saw that everyone present was Jing Siye's confidant, so she lowered her voice slightly and continued:
"Please ask those two people to come and take a look."
Jing Siye instantly understood what he meant, nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, I will go there myself."
Zhu Wenqin stood aside, looking puzzled, and couldn't help but ask:
"Where are you going? Your Majesty, who are those two people?"
Jing Siye turned to look at him and said softly:
"Qin'er, if you're curious, why don't you go with me?"
When Zhu Wenqin heard this, her eyes lit up instantly and she nodded excitedly:
"good."
The two walked side by side towards a side courtyard deep in the palace. Along the way, the corridors of the palace were winding and deep, and the dim lights in the lanterns on both sides swayed in the howling cold wind. The further you go in, the quieter the surroundings become, adding a bit of mystery.
Finally, they came to a locked door. Jing Siye took out the key from his arms and gently inserted it into the keyhole. With a "click", the lock was opened.
He reached out and slowly pushed the door open, and as the door hinges turned, there was a creaking sound.
Zhu Wenqin felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in her heart, and all kinds of terrible conjectures emerged in her mind.
[Is there anyone living here?] 】
[Could it be some crazy person...]
Thinking of this, he subconsciously hid behind Jing Siye, holding his sleeves tightly with his little hands, and walked forward shivering.
Jing Siye noticed his nervousness, and took his hand with his backhand, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and whispered to comfort him:
"With this king here, my husband—there is no need to be afraid."
Zhu Wenqin's face slightly heated up when he heard this. He straightened his spine, patted his chest with his free hand, and said stubbornly:
"Who is afraid? I am not afraid."
But there was clearly a tremor in the voice, and his eyes couldn't help but glance to the side.
Seeing this, Jing Siye shook his head helplessly, but with a smile on his face, he walked in with Zhu Wenqin.
There was only one light in the inner room, and coughs could be heard from time to time.
Zhu Wenqin held Jing Siye's hand tightly. As he got closer to the closed door, his heart beat faster and faster.
The people in the room seemed to be keenly aware of someone approaching. The coughing stopped abruptly, and they held their breath and looked towards the door vigilantly.
The moment Jing Siye raised his hand and slowly pushed open the door, a stale smell blew towards him.
When Zhu Wenqin opened her eyes wide and saw the two people in the room clearly, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, her legs went weak, and she hugged Jing Siye tightly, her tongue curled:
"Your Majesty! Ghost...ghost..."
Jing Siye patted his back gently and said in a gentle voice:
"Be good, don't be afraid, they are not dead."
After a long while, Zhu Wenqin gradually came to his senses and digested Jing Siye's words. He raised his head slightly, fear still lingering in his eyes, and murmured:
"They're not dead?"
Jing Siye nodded gently and replied: "Yes, I didn't kill them."
Zhu Wenqin looked at Chu Heng, who was standing beside him with a thin figure, in disbelief, then looked at Zhai Qing, who was lying on the bed, and asked stutteringly:
"You...are you really not dead?"
As he spoke, he moved over carefully with some tentativeness, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched Chu Heng's hand. Feeling the warm touch, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.
"You scared me to death."
At this time, Chu Heng bowed slightly and spoke respectfully:
"I greet the prince and Master Zhu. I wonder what you want me to do at this time?"
Jing Siye's eyes revealed a hint of anxiety:
"The guards in my palace have been poisoned. Please go over and take a look."
Upon hearing this, Chu Heng subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhai Qing lying on the bed.
Zhai Qing was silent for a long time, then he let out a sigh, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep on his side again.
He knew in his heart that Jing Siye would not come to him for no reason. It must be something related to his master and senior sister.
But now, he has become disheartened and is too lazy to care about worldly affairs. Anyway, Chu Heng only has five months left to live, and he doesn’t have much time left in this world.
Chu Heng gently tucked Zhai Qing's quilt. Then he straightened up and followed Jing Siye silently towards the main courtyard.
Along the way, the cold wind was howling, making people feel cold all over, and Chu Heng's face became more and more solemn.
Arriving at the main courtyard and walking into the room where Lu Bo was, Chu Heng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat just by seeing Lu Bo's painful expression covering his chest before he had time to take a closer look.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then slowly reached out and took Lu Bo's pulse.
After a while, Chu Heng lowered his eyes and took a deep breath:
"My Lord, it is Soul Shattering Powder."
When Jing Siye heard the answer he least wanted to hear, his heart sank and he subconsciously clenched his fists:
"Concubine Chen is really not simple."
Chu Heng continued, "Your Majesty, you still have five pills. Please give them to him quickly, otherwise..."
Jing Siye looked at Chu Heng, his eyes filled with unclear emotions:
"What about you?"
Chu Heng shook his head slightly, his expression calm: "My life is worthless, it's not worth mentioning. I just hope that the prince can treat my master well."
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