Chapter 226 The storm is coming, and the four are planning revenge
Ling Buyi personally dissolved the crimson pill in wine and poured it into Huo Junhua's mouth without dropping a drop. Huo Junhua, whose qi and pulse were originally weak, immediately fell into a deep sleep. Her breathing was steady, but her heartbeat was extremely slow, indicating that she was not a truly normal person.
Doctor Sun wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It looks like it's genuine. Now that we have another hundred days, perhaps we can find a way to wake the lady up again."
Shao Shang also forgot to cry. No matter what, although Huo Junhua was not directly rescued, he did save his life. She hugged Ling Buyi and comforted him softly.
After a while, Ling Buyi raised his head, bowed deeply to He Zhaojun, and kowtowed to the ground: "County Princess Ancheng was so kind that she saved my mother's life. This is such a great favor that I cannot repay."
He Zhaojun quickly helped him up and said, "General Ling, you have served our country by guarding the borders and fighting on the battlefields. Many civilians have been under your protection, and I am one of them. Whatever I can do for you is my duty. There is no need to be so polite."
Ling Buyi still didn't get up, so He Zhaojun used her eyes to signal Shao Shang and Wen Ziduan to help persuade him: "Shao Shang and I are like sisters, and you and Ziduan are like brothers. We have been family for a long time. It would be awkward to ask for repayment."
After a long while, Ling Buyi finally stood up. He looked at He Zhaojun and continued to ask, "Zhaojun, what did you offer in exchange for this medicine?"
He Zhaojun coughed lightly. If Wen Ziduan knew about this, he would probably rush to the Jin Mansion and chop off Jin Yuji's head with a single blow.
"Nothing else, nothing else..." She wanted to cover it up and waved her hands quickly, but unexpectedly, a piece of silk fell from her sleeves. Wen Zidan was quick to grab the thing in her hand.
Sure enough, when he looked at her, his face turned from pale to red, his expression as if struck by lightning. He Zhaojun was afraid that he would be irritated and do something extreme, so she quickly explained, "I was bullying a foreigner and playing word games. Look carefully, I only agreed to marry her on the same day, but I didn't agree that she would marry you at the same time!"
Wen Ziduan's expression improved slightly, but he was still indignant about it. "Damn Gu Guan, just bring the medicine over. Why are you making so much trouble?"
He Zhaojun glanced at Doctor Sun and Huo Junhua lying on the bed and said, "Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, for a moment."
The four of them arrived at the center of the courtyard. He Zhaojun spoke sternly, "General Ling, you have come to Peach Blossom Courtyard. Have you heard that someone is trying to kill Peng Kun and silence him by taking advantage of his asthma?"
Ling Buyi quickly caught on to the phrasing in He Zhaojun's words: "Wasteful attempt? My subordinates reported immediately that Peng Kun had died in prison!"
"I instructed them to keep this matter strictly confidential, but I didn't expect that the flood would wash away the Dragon King Temple." Wen Ziduan shook his head. Gu Guan was too honest. He asked him to hide the fact that Peng Kun was rescued, and he even hid it from Zisheng.
After explaining the whole story in detail, Shao Shang suddenly realized, "That sister Zhaojun had anticipated that someone would take advantage of the situation and prepared medicine in advance to relieve the suffocation caused by the asthma. Then, by some strange coincidence, she taught Wang Yan the technique of first aid, which saved Peng Kun's life."
He Zhaojun nodded. "So, Peng Kun isn't dead yet. It's just that the breath-holding has affected his consciousness, and he's still not awake. Once he wakes up, if he's willing to confess and identify the person in the court who contacted him before our father, we might be able to uncover the mastermind behind this."
Ling Buyi nodded. It was true. However, Peng Kun was a traitor and conspirator. Even if he confessed the mastermind, his testimony would likely be discredited due to lack of credibility. But as long as the seed of suspicion was planted in Emperor Wen's heart, it was bound to sprout one day.
"Oh, by the way," He Zhaojun looked around, "We still have to hold a funeral."
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