At this time, the imperial physician came outside.

Chu Weiyue asked him to help and clean Wen Jingchi's wound personally.

Although the wound was not large, it was deep.

When washed with clean water, scarlet blood flowed out again.

This scene was like a dagger, fiercely cutting into Chu Weiyue's heart.

"Husband, does it hurt?"

Chu Weiyue asked with a trembling voice, her heart breaking.

Wen Jingchi couldn't help laughing at her teasing. "It's just a minor injury. It's nothing serious."

"It's already so serious, how can it be just a superficial injury? It must have been done by Wateng and Jinguo's people!"

Wen Jingchi didn't say anything, and Chu Weiyue snorted coldly.

"These beasts actually dared to attack you. I will not let them go. When I am free, I will make their lives miserable."

Anyone who dares to touch him will suffer a fate worse than death!

The imperial physician and maids beside them couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

They never expected that their princess would be so protective of her husband.

Wen Jingchi's face was filled with happiness. He had never felt so happy before.

After treating the wound, Chu Weiyue personally boiled a bowl of medicine for Wen Jingchi and added a lot of rock sugar.

After he finished drinking the medicine, he helped him lie down to rest, and then went to his secret base.

There are many gunpowder bottles here, and she develops various weapons here in her free time.

As someone who knows thousands of years of civilization better than them, Chu Weiyue deeply understands the importance of weapons to a country.

Only weapons can make the enemy surrender!

She took a pen and drew on it, and soon outlined a special shape.

Then the gunpowder and other things were stuffed into an object shaped like an eggshell.

After tinkering with it all night, it was finally completed the next day.

This is the simplest poison gas bomb, which can be used against Waten and the Jin Kingdom.

Although it won't kill people, it can be very harassing.

Once it explodes, it will produce strong toxic gas, which will make people feel nauseous and vomit and unable to sleep all night.

The symptoms last for two days at most and the coverage area is limited to only one mile.

If these poison gas bombs were dropped into the palaces of Waten and the Jin Dynasty, their emperors would be in great fear!

This is the punishment for attacking her husband!

Chu Weiyue specially hired dozens of assassins from other countries, as well as people who were dissatisfied with Watt and the Jin Dynasty's government.

After finishing all this, it was almost noon and Chu Weiyue was lying on the bed and snoring.

I slept until dusk and then opened my eyes drowsily.

After dinner, I took Wen Jingchi to see her masterpiece.

"What's this?"

Wen Jingchi picked up one of the gas bombs, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently.

The smell went straight to his head and he almost vomited.

Chu Weiyue covered her mouth and giggled, "Husband, I advise you to let it go, otherwise you won't be able to eat breakfast tomorrow."

"Is this your latest masterpiece? What is it called?"

Wen Jingchi put it on the table with disgust, took out a handkerchief to wipe the toilet paper, and then covered his nose with it. The smell just now was still lingering.

Chu Weiyue raised the corner of his lips proudly, "This is called a poison gas bomb. As long as it explodes in the sky, it will definitely make Wateng and the Kingdom of Jin uneasy. I plan to drop it into the palace, and by then their leader will definitely not be able to bear it..."

After a moment's pause, Wen Jingchi finally understood his intention and couldn't help laughing at Chu Weiyue's amusement.

"You are the only one who has so many tricks."

Wen Jingchi raised his finger and gently scratched her nose.

Chu Weiyue glared at him in dissatisfaction, "I am avenging you. I will make those who dare to harass me suffer!"

"These gas bombs are placed far away, so the assassin can escape after releasing them and there is no chance of being caught. If more are released, the entire palace will probably be in trouble."

Before Chu Weiyue finished speaking, she covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

"I'll go to Wen Chenxuan's residence after a while. If I do it now, I'm afraid I'll torture him to death."

Wen Jingchi did not stop her and acquiesced to her behavior.

That night, Chu Weiyue handed these things to the assassins and asked them to take these poison gas bombs and rush to Wacheng, Jin Kingdom and other places.

For a period of time afterwards, Wen Chenxuan was recuperating in the palace.

The wound on his neck was large and slightly inflamed due to the hot weather.

That morning, after the imperial physician treated Wen Chenxuan's wounds, he lay on the bed, dying and recuperating.

He was sick and injured during this period, which really took a toll on his health.

There was a sound outside the door. Wen Chenxuan glanced to the side and found it was Lin Zixi.

"Why are you here?" He frowned slightly.

Now the person he wanted to see was Xue Fei, not any other woman.

Lin Zixi smiled brightly, "Your Majesty, you were injured and I came to visit you specially. I made you a bowl of bird's nest and lotus seed soup."

She swayed her body, carried the tray herself, and walked towards him gracefully.

Lin Zixi dressed up carefully today, and the clothes and hairstyle she wore were Wen Chenxuan's favorites.

She exuded a faint fragrance that was extremely refreshing.

But Wen Chenxuan couldn't help it and sneezed lightly.

He rebuked unhappily, "Don't apply such a scent next time. My body won't change. If you smell it a few more times, I'll be killed by you."

He glared at her coldly and let out a long sigh.

"Put your things there and leave. Leave me alone for a while."

The tone of his voice and the look in his eyes were filled with fatal indifference, completely different from his past self.

Lin Zixi's heart was instantly broken.

I once heard my mother say that men’s hearts are the most fickle. They are heartless and cannot be trusted at all.

But she always believed that Wen Chenxuan's feelings for her would never change.

He is the emperor now, and he has so many women out of necessity.

Now I can truly see my own position. In his heart, I am nothing but a mirage...

Lin Zixi bit her lip, held back the pain in her heart, and put her hand on her stomach.

This action made Wen Chenxuan realize that Lin Zixi was pregnant, and his expression improved for a moment.

"Have you had a good appetite lately? Has the baby grown any bigger?"

Lin Zixi's eyes lit up and she nodded shyly.

"Your Majesty, rest assured. Your dragon is doing well. The imperial physician said that this time it will definitely be a dragon boy."

She placed her fingers on her belly and stroked it gently, a small smile of excitement spreading across her lips.

As long as Wen Chenxuan pays attention to the child, she will have a chance to be favored.

After all, this is his own flesh and blood, Wen Chenxuan still likes her and puts his hand on her belly and strokes it gently.

"My son, you must grow up well. When you are born, your father will reward you with many treasures..."

At this moment, Wen Chenxuan was also full of fatherly love and was in an extremely happy mood.

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Lin Zixi suddenly curled the corners of his lips.

"Your Majesty, this is your first son, according to the rules, you should reward him well.

He will surely be able to achieve great things in the future like you, and will be a good emperor who stands out from the crowd."