Lei Tingjun accepted the letter expressionlessly, but his expression changed again after he opened it.
"What a bunch of incompetent fools who are good for nothing but causing trouble!"
While cursing, Lei Tingjun kicked the door hard in anger.
Zhou Ziheng once again aimed the arrow at Lei Tingjun's heart, and increased his mental focus, wanting to see just how wicked this man could be.
Just as the arrow was hurtling toward Lei Tingjun's chest, a loud bang came from the sky. Zhou Ziheng felt a huge shock in his mind, and a heavy pressure pressed down on him.
Zhou Ziheng held his head, feeling the oppressive aura persist and even intensify, as if forcing him to kneel before Lei Tingjun.
"Heh, what I hate most are you Heavenly Dao beings with your own thoughts. You want me to kneel? Not even in my next life!"
After Zhou Ziheng finished speaking, he gave a provocative smile to the sky, then casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He slowly straightened his back, and when he confirmed that the pressure on him was still increasing, he lowered his head and revealed a sly smile, a red light flashing in his eyes again.
"ah!"
"An assassin!"
"Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"
It turned out that Zhou Ziheng took advantage of the fact that Heaven's attention was focused on him to launch another tiny arrow in an instant.
Before Heaven could react, the arrow had already pierced Lei Tingjun's heart.
To outsiders, it looked as if Lei Tingjun, who had been throwing a tantrum, suddenly screamed and collapsed to the ground, his chest instantly stained red, as if he were on the verge of death.
They immediately began to scream in panic. If the Fifth Prince were killed in front of them, even if the Emperor didn't care about this son, he would probably still kill them all to be buried with him.
Therefore, the Fifth Prince must not be harmed!
Unlike the others present who were panicked, Zhou Ziheng seemed to have something flash in his eyes when he felt the surging killing intent above him.
He smiled and gave a thumbs-up to the sky, then slowly turned his finger around until it was upside down.
He then said casually, "Just trash who dares to hide in the shadows."
Even with Zhou Ziheng's insults, aside from unleashing enough pressure, the Heavenly Dao above him was powerless against him.
Although the Heavenly Dao is powerful, it is also bound by rules. It has helped Lei Tingjun escape time and time again, which has already challenged the rules several times. The rules no longer allow it to make any more mistakes.
This leaves him with only one choice: to save Lei Tingjun or to kill Zhou Ziheng. Compared to Zhou Ziheng's life or death, Lei Tingjun's survival is clearly more important.
Therefore, Heaven had no choice but to use the last remaining human power on Lei Tingjun.
I just hope that his avatar can live up to expectations, as long as Lei Tingjun can successfully seize the throne.
With the blessing of the true dragon's aura, the Heavenly Dao is no longer bound by rules and can do whatever it wants.
Zhou Ziheng watched as that power, invisible to ordinary people, was brazenly merged into Lei Tingjun's body.
The man, whose pulse was originally weak and who was already halfway into the coffin, was now breathing steadily. Those anxiously surrounding Lei Tingjun seemed completely unaware of this change.
When Zhou Ziheng realized that the oppressive force pressing down on him had disappeared the moment the power merged into Lei Tingjun's body, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.
Oh, I see...
No wonder.
However, this power can only protect Lei Tingjun for half a year at most, and it is merely enough to keep him alive.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng condensed another transparent arrow and deftly threw it at Lei Tingjun's leg, intending to cripple Lei Tingjun's leg that had just been healed.
Unexpectedly, just seconds before the arrow reached Lei Tingjun's thigh, it was blocked by a guard's sword. The arrow, which was originally heading for the thigh, instantly changed course and was aimed at Lei Tingjun's lower body.
"ah!"
The wound had stopped hurting, but excessive blood loss caused Lei Tingjun, who was feeling drowsy, to suddenly scream and quickly reach between his legs.
He cried out in a disheveled manner, "Quickly, the imperial physician!"
The guards around were startled by the sound and nodded repeatedly in surprise, "Master, don't worry, we have already sent someone to fetch the imperial physician, and he will be here soon."
After speaking, she subconsciously glanced at Lei Tingjun's actions, her face showing a hint of confusion. Wasn't her master injured in the chest? Why was he covering it there?
Before he could figure it out, he saw drops of blood slipping from between Lei Tingjun's fingers and slowly falling to the ground.
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with surprise. Had their master been castrated right in front of them?
Good heavens, this is a big deal!
"Now that the master has woken up, you should quickly help him back to bed. I'll go see if the imperial physician has arrived yet."
A quick-thinking guard hurriedly ran out to greet the imperial physician and get him to the mansion as soon as possible.
The imperial physician, who rushed over in a panic, bumped right into him.
"Oh dear, my old back is killing me!" The imperial physician was helplessly helped up.
He waved his hand at the guard who was about to explain, "I'm fine, lead the way!"
When the imperial physician arrived at Lei Tingjun's room, Lei Tingjun had fainted again due to anger and distress.
Because someone had mentioned where the injury was, the imperial physician immediately began to examine Lei Tingjun's injuries. However, when he finished examining the serious injuries that everyone had mentioned, his lips twitched speechlessly.
The clothes outside look stained with a lot of blood, but how come the wound is so small? If he had arrived a little later, it would probably have healed by now. These royal nobles are far too pampered.
The imperial physician sighed and then shook his head.
The crowd, anxiously awaiting the results, felt their hearts leap into their throats upon seeing the imperial physician's expression. Could it be that their master was about to die?
The imperial physician said slowly and deliberately, "The Fifth Prince is fine, but judging from his pulse, he seems to have lost too much blood. He can be cured by eating some medicinal food to replenish his qi and blood."
A guard asked, "Are you sure nothing's wrong?"
The imperial physician nodded. "It's nothing serious. The wound on your chest will heal quickly."
Another guard tentatively asked, "Imperial Physician, have you examined any other injuries?"
Upon hearing this, the imperial physician asked in confusion, "Are there any other injuries? Why didn't you mention it earlier? Where is the Fifth Prince injured?"
After saying that, the imperial physician immediately walked towards Lei Tingjun and began to examine him carefully.
When he lifted the thin blanket, his expression changed instantly. Could it be that the Fifth Prince had castrated himself?
The imperial physician carefully examined the patient, his expression growing increasingly solemn. Finally, he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
Seeing his appearance, everyone's hearts, which had been pounding, jumped again.
"Imperial Physician Zhang, how is the Fifth Prince?"
"Yes, Physician Zhang, please tell us quickly."
This will also give them some time to prepare mentally...
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