Chapter 823 King Asab Falls Ill
These past few days, Prince Ali has been accompanying the King of Qin on his travels, enjoying himself and having fun, and is unaware of what is happening in the palace.
Seeing the strategist come out of the palace, he asked a couple of questions casually and then let the strategist leave.
The King of Qin asked with a look of surprise, "Did the strategist successfully obtain the King's heart's blood? Then is the King now ill?"
Prince Alexander looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"
His attendants quickly recounted what had happened.
“The heart’s blood of the true dragon emperor can cure diseases? That’s unheard of.” Prince Alex frowned. “But Miria really has some guts to dare to enter the palace and force the king to take his heart’s blood. He truly deserves to be the person I trust most. I heard that after taking the heart’s blood, one will either be bedridden or die suddenly. It seems that my brother’s life is not long. Miria is truly a great hero.”
“Isn’t Your Highness being too optimistic?” King Qin said. “In our Great Yu Dynasty, it is common to use heart’s blood as a medicinal ingredient, which can cure many diseases. If the strategist’s mother is cured, then Your Highness will be the strategist’s savior. Wouldn’t the strategist then side with Your Highness?”
He paused, then continued, "If the strategist turns against us, I'm afraid the Prince's side will be in trouble... I'll have to reconsider my cooperation with the Prince."
Prince Alexander asked in surprise, "Can heart's blood really cure a stubborn illness that has lasted for more than ten years?"
He also thought that Miriam had used the words of the royal physician of the Great Yu Kingdom as a pretext to deliberately enter the palace and take away the king's heart's blood in order to expedite his great cause.
The strategist was always clever, and he also felt that this move was excellent. By taking the heart's blood, the king would surely not live long, and once the king died, Asab would be his for the taking...
But now, the King of Qin says that Milia is truly seeking the medicine.
He knew very well how much Milia cared for his elderly mother. Milia lost his father at a young age and was raised entirely by his mother, who sold herself into servitude. After Milia grew up and became successful, his mother contracted a serious illness. To cure his mother, he sought out all the renowned doctors in Assab... If this time, his mother recovered after taking the king's heart's blood, then...
Miria's expression changed: "Your Majesty, please excuse me."
He strode out, mounted his horse, and went straight to the strategist's residence.
In the courtyard, the strategist was decocting medicine. He personally guarded his mother's medicine pot, doing everything himself and refusing to let anyone else do it for him.
"Miriah!" Prince Alex stormed in and said coldly, "You entered the palace without bringing a single soldier, yet you managed to get the royal family to agree to take your heart's blood. Did you secretly agree to some conditions with the royal family behind my back?"
The strategist raised his head: "Your Highness, I have agreed to arrange for a hundred soldiers to protect the prince."
Prince Alexander looked incredulous.
He had 200,000 heavily armed soldiers under his command. A hundred soldiers were like a drop in the ocean, nothing to him. Yet the king only wanted to send a hundred men.
A single drop of blood from the heart can be fatal, yet an army of a hundred men can do nothing.
He narrowed his eyes: "Milia, do you know the consequences of betraying me?"
Miria quickly put down the palm-leaf fan in her hand, stood up, placed her hand on her heart, and bowed her head, saying, "Your subject swears before the gods of heaven and earth that I will forever be loyal to the Prince!"
“Your mother only has two or three people serving her, which is far too few,” Prince Alexander said. “I will arrange for four palace servants to come and relieve your worries.”
Miria's fingers tightened, and after a long while she said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
His mother had been ill for more than ten years, and the prince had never visited her, let alone arranged for anyone to take care of her.
The sudden arrival of four palace servants is clearly an attempt to monitor him and to take his mother hostage.
If he makes any unusual move, the prince will take action against his mother.
Miria thought of the young prince, and of the king who wasn't quite right in the head... He had never served the king for a single day, yet he had received immense favors from him, and most importantly, the king hadn't made any outrageous demands because of it...
The prince's biggest goal is to become the king of Asab. Does such a person really deserve to be a king?
The king of Asab fell ill.
The news spread like wildfire throughout the capital.
"Our king is only forty years old, how could he suddenly be so seriously ill?"
"I heard that the strategist took the king's heart's blood to save his chronically ill mother. Without the heart's blood, the man naturally fell ill."
“How dare a strategist take away the king’s heart’s blood? Where did he get the guts?”
“You’re a native of the capital, don’t you know that the strategist is Prince Alexander’s confidant? Prince Alexander holds military power and controls the government. Our king has no real power and is like a fish on the chopping block.”
“After taking the heart’s blood, will the person die? I don’t want the king to die…”
"Which quack doctor said that the king's heart's blood could cure diseases, causing our king so much suffering..."
The royal physician of the Great Yu Kingdom sneezed violently.
He rubbed his nose and looked at Cheng Wanwan, saying, "Madam Sui, that old lady is terminally ill. Even her heart's blood can't save her. After taking the medicine for three to five days, the strategist will realize that the prescription is useless. How should we proceed with this plan?"
Cheng Wanwan curled her lips into a smile: "How could the imperial physicians know that the heart's blood of the true dragon emperor wouldn't work?"
The imperial physician choked abruptly.
Even if he had the greatest courage, he wouldn't dare let the emperor use his heart's blood as a medicinal ingredient. Therefore, he truly didn't know what the effects of the emperor's heart's blood were.
The king's condition worsened day by day, and the entire palace was shrouded in gloom.
On the contrary, the strategist's elderly mother was miraculously able to get out of bed, no longer coughing or experiencing chest pain, and her complexion was rosy; she didn't look like someone who had been ill for over ten years.
The people who had been following the strategist's family were immediately abuzz with excitement.
"What right does a seventy-year-old woman have to live? Why should the king's life be exchanged for hers?"
"The fact that the king's blood can save lives means that the king is the destined Son of Heaven. If something happens to the king, something will definitely happen to the Asab Kingdom as well!"
"No wonder there was a sudden snow disaster in the north a month ago. It was only July or August, and the snow mountain collapsed. This is an ominous sign from the gods. The gods had already foreseen that something bad would happen to the king!"
"First came the avalanche, what's next?"
"The king cannot die, he must not die..."
Countless people knelt in the streets, praying to God and asking their king to live longer.
"Hahahaha!" Prince Alex laughed loudly. "I went to the palace this morning and saw that the King's face was ashen. He is indeed not doing well and will probably die in the next few days. Once he dies, the only prince will succeed him. But if the prince also dies, I will be the first to succeed him."
His advisor said, "The king died of illness, the queen committed suicide out of love, and the prince died of starvation out of grief. The common people should like this story very much."
Another strategist suggested, "As for the princess, let her marry into the Western Rong tribe as a peace treaty, so that the Western Rong won't interfere in our Asab's internal affairs."
Prince Alex glanced to the side with his hawk-like eyes: "Millia, what do you think?"
“The sudden death of the king and prince together could incite a popular uprising,” Milia said. “Perhaps we should send the prince far away to the Kingdom of Serso to study…”
Just then, a guard rushed in in a hurry.
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! A landslide has occurred outside the city, revealing a huge boulder with writing on it..."
Prince Alexander stood up: "What did you write?"
The guard bowed his head, trembling, and said, "The true dragon is about to die, the false dragon is causing trouble, Heaven has shown its ominous signs, Asab is doomed!"
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