Su Yujiao turned her face away in anguish, tears streaming silently down her cheeks, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
"Peony...peony." Mo Lingchen stumbled and rushed in.
"Miss, Master Xuanqing has arrived."
Su Yujiao suddenly stood up, looked at the ethereal-looking man in front of her, her lips trembling, her voice choked with sobs: "Daoist Master, is it possible for you to save Mudan's life now that you have come?"
"You can definitely do it, right?"
"Young friend, please don't be in a hurry. Let me go in and take a look."
Su Yujiao followed Master Xuanqing into the 'operating room', while Mo Lingchen lay beside the bed in agony.
Master Xuanqing chanted incantations, and several talismans, radiating golden light, began to spin rapidly around the golden peony.
This scene stunned everyone in the room...
Su Yujiao's eyes widened and her mouth slightly agape. So, the end of science is metaphysics?
"I have captured one of her souls and one of her spirits, which will preserve her body from decay. The rest is up to fate."
Master Xuanqing left after saying those words.
Su Yujiao immediately stepped forward to take her pulse, and the final conclusion was that she was in a vegetative state.
"How is it? When will Peony wake up?"
Su Yujiao remained depressed. She didn't know what the Taoist Master Xuanqing meant by "fortune." She only knew that a person in a vegetative state needed a miracle to wake up.
"She's become a living dead; she might never wake up."
Even if they wake up, they will not be normal people. They will be unable to speak, unable to move their hands, incontinent, and unable to take care of themselves.
How could this happen?
"Impossible... This is impossible..." Mo Lingchen could not accept such a painful reality.
Su Yujiao squatted on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, muttering to herself, "Peony, you're so foolish."
"You shouldn't have had that child...you shouldn't have..."
"That child is your death warrant..."
Mo Lingchen suddenly looked up, staring at her with a crazed expression: "What child?"
Snap!
Su Yujiao vented all her hatred on Mo Lingchen, glaring at her fiercely: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault!!"
"If you can't protect her, why provoke her in the first place?"
“If she hadn’t been pregnant with your child, Chu Qinghe wouldn’t have taken her life.”
"She's already left, she was even planning to flee the country, why won't you let her go..."
Su Yujiao was emotionally distraught, screaming desperately. Coupled with the exhaustion and mental strain of a day and a night, she finally collapsed.
Lu Ziqian rushed forward, hugged her tightly, and quickly left.
Mo Lingchen stood there, stunned, remembering the night before New Year's Eve, when he completely broke down.
Peony is pregnant with his child!
Peony risked her life to save her child.
He's the one who ruined Peony!
It's him!
Mo Lingchen knelt on the ground in anguish, repeatedly breaking down and blaming himself.
When Su Yujiao woke up, Mo Lingchen was still kneeling in front of Mudan's sickbed. The difference was that there were many imperial physicians and well-known doctors from the capital in the room.
Without exception, everyone who saw it shook their heads in regret and advised him to give up.
The living dead are no different from the dead; they cannot be saved.
Even if you keep using elixirs to prolong your life, it will be meaningless.
Chu Qinghe heard that Jin Mudan had originally died, but was brought back to life by that damned Taoist Xuanqing, becoming a half-dead living dead.
She was so angry that she smashed several teacups!
That bitch is incredibly lucky; she's survived so many times.
Well, not only did they not all die, but they also became Mo Lingchen's lifelong worry and guilt.
The thought that Jin Mudan might affect her for the rest of her life made her so angry that she wanted to kill someone.
"Princess, please calm down. Why bother arguing with a dead man?"
"No matter how capable she is, she's lying in bed half-dead now, neither human nor ghost."
"On the contrary, I think this is a good thing."
"This is the perfect time for you and your husband to develop your relationship."
Chu Qinghe was still furious: "What do you mean by that?"
"Didn't you say that you and the prince consort have nothing in common? You often can't agree on anything and the conversation ends in discord after just a few words?"
"The prince consort is currently feeling sad and guilty and needs comfort."
"The princess can use the pretense of caring for Jin Mudan to comfort the prince consort."
Bang!
Chu Qinghe grabbed the teacup and threw it at the maid who was speaking, but she neither dodged nor flinched, and simply took the hit.
This is a rule of the princess's residence: one cannot dodge the princess's punishment, otherwise the punishment will be doubled.
"You lowly servant, you expect me, the princess, to care about that vile woman?"
"Who does she think she is, to deserve my concern?"
The palace maid Qiuyue knelt on the ground and hurriedly explained, "This servant deserves to die, Your Highness, please calm your anger."
"I'm not asking you to actually care about that wretched woman, but rather to take this opportunity to cultivate a relationship with the prince consort."
"As the saying goes, a forced relationship is never sweet. Relationships are the most helpless thing, and people's hearts are the hardest to control. It's not up to anyone who has the right to decide."
"If a princess wants to win the heart of her husband, sometimes she has no choice but to compromise and take the initiative to please him."
"Since the prince consort cares about that wretched woman, you should take the initiative to send her the medicine."
"If the prince consort wants to stay with that vile woman, then you should stay with him. You must let him discover your goodness."
"This will also dispel the prince consort's suspicions about you. What if he really goes all out and insists on divorcing you even at the cost of his life? How will the princess handle that?"
“A vile woman is not worth dying for, but the princess’s reputation is of utmost importance.”
"Moreover, you want to be loving with your husband for the rest of your life. If he finds out that you sent someone to assassinate Jin Mudan, how will he get along with you?"
"This matter is like a nail that will remain in the prince consort's heart for a lifetime, and it has also ruined the princess's happiness for a lifetime."
"This servant knows that this servant should not say these things, but this servant sincerely hopes that the princess and the prince consort can love each other and grow old together, becoming the happiest woman in the world."
As Chu Qinghe listened to Qiu Yue's words, her anger dissipated considerably, and she gradually regained her composure.
He even went so far as to personally help Qiuyue up, scolding her playfully, "Are you stupid? Why didn't you know to dodge?"
"Does it hurt?"
"Knowing that I, the princess, can throw tantrums when I'm angry, you should be more sensible."
Qiuyue shook her head: "This servant dares not and does not want to hide. If it can appease the princess, I would even kill this servant."
"You, I know you are the most loyal."
"Mingyue, go and get the ointment."
Chu Qinghe applied the ointment to Qiuyue's forehead, and Qiuyue was filled with fear and trepidation.
"This servant dares not, this servant will do it myself."
Chu Qinghe handed her the ointment and asked, "In your opinion, what should this princess do now?"
"Should we go find the prince consort now?"
"Should we just let the prince consort spend the night outside?"
Qiuyue thought for a moment: "The prince consort didn't return last night, the princess can't continue to ignore it."
"As a wife, you should care about your husband."
"You mean, I, the princess, should send people everywhere to search for a consort right now?"
Qiu Yue shook her head: "No, Princess should go directly to Su Yujiao's courtyard now."
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