"Yes, Your Highness!" Uncle Zeng responded respectfully, then asked cautiously, "Your Highness, shall we escort you back to your residence?"
Chen Yan calmly ordered, "Send the injured back home first. Place the Holy Light Stone beside them and let the Holy Light suppress the erosion of the black water. Your Highness still needs to wait for others."
"Waiting for that Excellency?" Uncle Zeng was slightly stunned.
Chen Yan uttered a soft "hmm".
"Then we will wait here with Your Highness." Uncle Zeng lowered his head slightly, extremely respectful.
Chen Yan looked at them.
Only then did he realize that there were only twelve of the original sixteen old ministers left.
Among them, two old ministers were seriously injured by the black water, but they were still conscious. They were sweating profusely and their faces were pale.
Chen Yan's expression was slightly serious. He brought Bai Ze with him and came in front of the two of them. He took out the Holy Light Stone that he had left over from the Forbidden Ruins.
"Your Highness?" the two old ministers called out in surprise.
Chen Yan said calmly, "I'll help you treat the wounds that have been eroded by the black water first. The process of removing the black water will be very painful, so be prepared."
Upon hearing this, the two old ministers quickly agreed.
They felt touched, at least everything they did was not in vain.
Chen Yan used the power of Bai Ze's holy light to form a seal, and then used the breath in the holy light stone to force out the black water remaining in their wounds!
Everyone had different expressions when they saw this scene.
The guards who were tortured by the black water gritted their teeth and stared at the scene of Chen Yan removing the black water for the two old ministers, and a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts.
Can it really be cured?
Uncle Zeng had a complicated look on his face when he saw this. He exchanged a glance with several old ministers beside him, and then watched the scene silently.
About a quarter of an hour later.
Chen Yan then stopped.
The two old ministers suddenly felt extremely relaxed and their minds became clearer.
They immediately knelt before Chen Yan, expressing their gratitude: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your grace in giving us a new life!"
Chen Yan nodded slightly, "Get up."
She turned to look at Uncle Zeng and the others: "Do you understand this treatment method?"
Uncle Zeng and the others hurried forward, raised their hands and bowed, "Your Highness, I understand a thing or two."
"Take them back to the mansion first. This treatment method is not difficult, but it requires a large amount of holy light stones." Chen Yan said. She had Bai Ze's holy light aura around her, which could act as the power of the holy light stones to a certain extent.
Uncle Zeng and the others nodded in agreement. They didn't know much about Heishui, but His Highness seemed to have dealt with Heishui before, and he handled it very calmly.
Soon, Uncle Zeng went to deal with the matters assigned by His Highness.
Among so many injured people, only a few had no will to live, and the rest wanted to survive.
Uncle Zeng sent people to transport them to the spirit boat.
Let the other two old ministers send the injured back to the Shen Mansion.
Uncle Zeng stayed and stayed by Shen Yan's side.
The Colosseum has collapsed and become a ruin, with billowing smoke everywhere.
Chen Yan finally remembered someone and stared at the direction of the ruins of the Colosseum, "Where's Chen Ce? He didn't come out of the Colosseum?"
Uncle Zeng said respectfully, "Your Highness, I have already sent someone to check it out."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan lowered her eyes slightly.
What about Mr. Qiu?
Is he still in the Colosseum?
Chen Yan wanted to go to the Colosseum to take a look, but was stopped by Uncle Zeng: "Your Highness, the situation there is unclear. For your safety, you cannot go there. I have sent people to check the situation. Please wait a little longer."
Hearing this, Chen Yan nodded.
She looked at her hands and found no signs of injury, not even a single scar on her heart.
After swallowing Feng Xingyao's blood, her injuries recovered extremely quickly.
Chen Yan's eyes deepened slightly. She knew why so many people wanted to hunt down Feng Xingyao, because the blood in his body was like a life-saving talisman.
It is hard to imagine how difficult his situation is.
When she thought of this, her chest felt a little stuffy and a swollen pain.
Not long after, the guards sent to investigate returned.
"Your Highness, the ruins of the Colosseum are sealed by a barrier. I have not been able to break the barrier, so I cannot investigate the situation inside."
When Chen Yan heard this, the figure of Old Qiu flashed through his mind.
Could it be the barrier he set up?
"I'll go there myself." Chen Yan said.
Uncle Zeng and the others' expressions changed slightly, but when they saw Chen Yan's indifferent expression, they felt awe in their hearts and dared not reject the decision of their own prince again.
They decided to go with Chen Yan.
On the way to the ruins of the Colosseum, Chen Yan asked them: "Does the person pretending to be me go to any place often? Also, does she have any close friends?"
"The place she often goes to..." Uncle Zeng thought for a moment, "It should be District 1! She is very close to the Lord of Zhufeng Mansion in District 1."
When Uncle Zeng said this, he suddenly realized something.
"Your Highness, do you think she might have fled to the Zhufeng Mansion in District 1?"
"Yeah." Chen Yan responded, her eyes dark and unclear. She was now extremely sure that the woman was Shen Xue, but what she was not sure about was whether Shen Xue was her clone.
She vaguely felt that Shen Xue was just a pawn.
There must be a big hand behind Shen Xue disrupting the situation.
The owner of that big hand might be related to the mysterious disappearance of their direct lineage of the Shen family.
Who is it?
Chen Yan's breath suddenly stopped. She seemed to feel something. She looked up at the sky and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her eyes.
"Your Highness!"
"Owner!"
Several exclamations were heard, and blood was seen oozing from Chen Yan's eyes, sliding down the corners of his eyes to his cheeks.
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