Chapter 361 Re-entering the Hall of Gentlemen
Xiangying was speechless. "Tsk, it's just a bird, what's the big deal?"
"No!" The maid waved her hand. "That, that big bird... brought that young master back, and now it's clashing with the palace guards."
"Which young master?" Xiangying looked at her for a moment, then suddenly realized, "You...you mean Young Master Cen?!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiao transformed into a streak of light and vanished in a flash, leaving the group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.
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"You audacious thief! How dare you trespass into the Hall of Lords!"
At this moment, the guards of the Hall of Lords looked at the Nine Nether Sparrow with fear, but none of them dared to step forward.
Cen Feng: "I said, I want to see Yan Xiao!"
"You think you can just see the emperor whenever you want!" At this moment, a woman in purple swayed her hips and moved gracefully to Cen Feng's side. "What are you waiting for? Prepare your crossbows and shoot him immediately!"
"yes!"
Cen Feng looked at the woman in purple before him, holding Ye Luo tightly in his arms, and said urgently, "Fairy, please pass on a message so that I can meet with Yan Xiao!"
"Fairy?" The woman in purple covered her mouth and giggled, her charming face full of allure. "Since you have such a sweet tongue, little brother, it wouldn't hurt to pass on a message for you. But I don't know your name yet, so how should I inform you?"
"My name is Cen Feng!"
"Oh?" The woman in purple's gaze suddenly turned cold as she looked at him. "So you're Cen Feng..."
"It's me."
"Since it's you, then everything is easy!" The woman in purple suddenly turned murderous with a look of rage and shouted, "All of you, attack! Kill him!"
The purple-clad woman's change in attitude startled Cen Feng, but with someone suddenly attacking him, he had no time to think further. "Xiao Jiu, protect him!"
After saying that, he summoned some puppets and attacked the woman in purple. For a time, the two fought fiercely and were evenly matched.
Cen Feng, controlling a giant python puppet, swung its tail and sent her flying. He then flashed forward and roared, "Why did you try to kill me?!"
"Why?" A murderous glint flashed in the purple-clad woman's eyes. She slammed her magical weapon down and coldly snorted, "You have harmed the emperor time and again. You should have died long ago!"
Upon hearing this, Cen Feng's expression froze, recalling how he had injured him without investigating the reason back in the capital of Qi Kingdom.
He was indeed in the wrong that time, and he has always felt guilty about it.
But no matter what, it was a matter between the two of them. When did it become the business of outsiders to interfere? This immediately displeased him: "Get out of my way! It's none of your business what I do with him!"
"Who do you think you are? With His Majesty's current status, he can have anyone he wants serve him. You really think you're something special?" The woman in purple dodged the attack to the side and sneered, "Don't you even think about why His Majesty hasn't appeared despite all this commotion?"
“He doesn’t want to see me…” Cen Feng’s face was pale, and he clenched his hand under his sleeve tightly. “Fine, then I’ll leave.”
After saying that, he put away the puppet and was about to leave when he was suddenly struck from behind, and his whole body flew forward.
"You think you can leave? No way!" The woman in purple, her face grim, flashed forward and launched a series of sword strikes, shouting, "Die!"
Just as the sword light struck, a black figure flew in, violently shattering the incoming sword light, and then firmly embraced Cen Feng in his arms.
"Your Majesty!"
The woman in purple looked surprised, then knelt down with a thud, "Your Majesty, you've returned..."
Yan Xiao ignored her, looking down at the unconscious Cen Feng in his arms. He wiped the blood from the corner of Cen Feng's mouth with his fingertips and said calmly, "You got hurt?"
The woman in purple looked up and explained, "Your Majesty, this person forced his way into the Hall of Lords, and we were just—" But before she could finish speaking, she was blasted away by a terrifying force and slammed hard against a stone pillar, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "whoosh."
Upon seeing this, the guards knelt down with a thud, trembling and silent as cicadas in winter, "Your Majesty, please forgive us!"
The woman in purple struggled to her feet, but when she met Yan Xiao's icy gaze, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave and knelt on the ground, trembling as she said, "Cough cough... Your Majesty, spare my life! I don't know what crime I have committed?"
Yan Xiao looked at her coldly, "Don't try to play tricks on me. If you do it again, I won't let you off the hook!"
"You wouldn't dare!"
Yan Xiao glanced at Xiang Ying who had rushed over, then turned to look at the unconscious Ye Luo. "Go and settle her in."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Xiangying watched her master leave, arranged for someone to take the unconscious Ye Luo to her room, turned around and helped the woman in purple up from the ground, sighing, "Why did you have to do this?"
"I just can't accept it!" The woman in purple said, tears welling in her eyes, her face filled with resentment and grievance. "I've served His Majesty for so many years... why can't I be the same!"
Xiangying shook her head and sighed, "Alright! I advise you to give up on this idea and go back to recover from your injuries."
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Cen Feng did not sleep well. Nightmares made him mutter incessantly, and his whole body felt as cold as ice, shivering uncontrollably.
Yan Xiao stroked his pale face, his eyes filled with heartache. "How are his injuries?"
The old man beside him frowned deeply, and after a moment replied, "Your Majesty, this young master suddenly reversed his cultivation method and became a demonic cultivator, causing irreversible damage to his body. This has also triggered a cold ailment within him, and he will likely suffer from many illnesses and misfortunes in the future, and his lifespan will also be shortened..."
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiao's breathing became heavy, and after a moment he said in a deep voice, "Is there any way to recuperate?"
After pondering for a moment, the old man said, "If we can eradicate the coldness in your body, and then nourish you with some highly yang substances, it might be a feasible method."
Yan Xiao: "Then let's try your method. If you need any magical treasures, just go to the warehouse to register and get them. If you don't have them, have someone procure them from outside."
"Yes." The old man looked troubled. "But the premise is that we must find out the origin of this cold energy and then remove it completely. Otherwise, feeding it with more spiritual herbs will only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."
Yan Xiao: "Can't you find out the reason?"
The old man thought for a moment, "This old servant cannot be sure, but it looks like a curse mark."
"A curse?" Yan Xiao frowned. He remembered that Cen Feng had this cold ailment since childhood.
"Never mind, I'll ask him later." Yan Xiao looked at Cen Feng on the bed and asked, "When will he wake up?"
"The young master's soul is damaged, so he probably won't wake up so soon. Let him sleep a little longer; it will be good for him."
"Hmm." Yan Xiao responded softly, then suddenly remembered Ye Luo, "How is his junior brother?"
The old man sighed, "Alas, that young master's condition is even more serious. He seems to have overexerted his physical body and is almost on the verge of collapse. He can only recuperate by soaking in spiritual liquid now."
"We must spare no effort to ensure that person's safety."
"yes!"
Just then, Xiangying rushed in anxiously, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"
"What is it?"
Xiang Ying: "The news that Ye Luo is here has somehow gotten out, and many people from the Southern Region are coming here under the guise of visiting to find out the truth."
"Tsk, he really is a big problem!" Yan Xiao gave a few simple instructions and turned to go out to deal with the people who came.
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