Facing the earnest pleas of Wei Dongling and Pin Hao, Ruan Niang's eyes were bloodshot as she whispered, "Miss, this poison has no cure! I can only suppress it temporarily..."
Wei Dongling stepped forward and took Murong Yuchen's hand, her heart filled with pain.
The Ninth Prince had just come of age, and his body seemed rather frail. She first met him in Xingshan. At that time, she was being chased and killed for trying to snatch the grain and medicine from the Crown Prince. Murong Yuchen thought she was just a refugee in the disaster. Seeing her limping, he didn't say a word and carried her on his back and ran away.
Although this young man had the surname Murong, he was honest and simple. He didn't have the arrogance of the Crown Prince, nor the viciousness and aggressiveness of the Tenth Prince.
Now that the emperor was seriously ill, Wei Dongling intended to push the Ninth Prince to the supreme position. However, this young man had already been poisoned with an incurable poison!
In this vast imperial palace, there were so many intrigues that it was hard to guard against.
Wei Dongling felt extremely tired. Originally, she just wanted to find Grandpa Su and take her family far away from this hustle and bustle, avoiding all the deception and falsehood.
However, she must prevent the Tenth Prince, Murong Yunqian, from ascending the throne! How could she watch that man kill his father and seize the throne? Wei Dongling's eyes were blazing with anger. She wished she could immediately return to the palace and tear off his hypocritical face!
Wei Dongling had the matter of the Ninth Prince Murong Yuchen's poisoning suppressed. When he woke up, he didn't know about it. He only noticed that Wei Dongling and the others looked at him with especially pitying eyes. Murong Yuchen raised his eyebrows at Wei Dongling and smiled gently, "Sorry to make you worry. I'm fine. It's just an old problem."
Hearing him comfort them, Wei Dongling and Pin Hao glanced at each other, their hearts filled with bitterness.
Although Ruan Niang used the Nine Needles for Resuscitation to prick Murong Yuchen's acupoints and draw blood every day, his physical condition still declined irresistibly, and he became thinner and thinner.
When the Tianchao soldiers were about to reach Nanfeng Ridge near the capital, the Ninth Prince Murong Yuchen could hardly eat or drink. His heart palpitations and angina became more and more frequent. Ruan Niang said that the poison had attacked his heart, and he could probably only hold on for a little over half a month.
Hearing this, Wei Dongling was heartbroken. She immediately took the Ninth Prince and a group of trusted subordinates back to the capital first, leaving 80,000 soldiers waiting for instructions. She wanted to go back to the palace first to see how the emperor was.
On the 24th of the first lunar month, the capital was still bustling.
Wei Dongling sat in the carriage, which swayed from side to side. From time to time, she lifted the curtain and looked out. The long - missed street scene made her feel emotional.
Suddenly, there came a joyous sound of gongs and drums in the front. Cui Huan kept craning her neck to look. She said that it happened to be a wedding in the first lunar month. Both the bride's and the groom's families were well - to - do. So the wedding ceremony was extremely lively. Most of the people in the capital came to watch the ceremony after hearing the news. The bride's dowry was also extremely rich and luxurious. The servants carrying the dowry stretched out for several streets.
As a result, all the carriages entering the city had to stop and wait in an orderly manner for the wedding procession to pass first.
The sound of firecrackers outside was deafening. Wei Dongling sat in the carriage and waited impatiently. Since she was blocked anyway, she might as well go back to the Su Mansion first to see the situation.
After thinking for a while, she lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. After walking a few steps, she heard some onlookers shouting excitedly, "Look! The groom is coming!"
Wei Dongling looked up and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the distance on a handsome horse.
The handsome young man sitting high on the horse in a red wedding suit was actually Yu Zixi.
He looked especially good in red. He was dressed smartly and gracefully nodded to the onlookers in greeting. A servant went to distribute silver rewards to the people who were saying auspicious words, which made the cheers of the crowd even louder.
Suddenly, Yu Zixi seemed to sense a certain gaze. He turned his head and looked over.
When their eyes met, both of them were stunned. Wei Dongling, dressed in black in a men's outfit, quickly turned her head and looked in the opposite direction, slowly disappearing into the crowd.
Yu Zixi tightened his grip on the reins but finally didn't get up to chase.
Wei Dongling walked back dejectedly, her heart filled with bitterness. That bastard Yu Zixi was really stunning in a red suit! He looked so elegant and extraordinary. Among all the men in the capital, except for Shangguan Yun, there was probably no one as handsome as him!
In the big red sedan chair behind Yu Zixi, it must be Qi Jinxuan, right?
He once promised her that he would drive away all his concubines and only keep her, Wei Dongling, and take her to roam the world. They would go to the south of the Yangtze River to watch the rain and to the north of the Great Wall to watch the snow... Had he forgotten all these?
Well, it didn't make any sense for her to remember alone.
Wei Dongling lowered her head absent - mindedly. Suddenly, she heard a shrill scream from behind. She stopped in her tracks. She knew that voice very well! It was Qi Jinxuan! She quickly turned around and looked.
A group of masked black - clothed men had somehow squeezed into the crowd. They rushed straight at the groom and quickly fought with him.
In a hurry, the sedan chair behind them was overturned. Several black - clothed men went to grab the bride in the sedan chair and dragged her out.
The onlookers were both panicked and timid. They screamed in fear. Some sharp - eyed people noticed that the bride's belly was bulging. It seemed that she was several months pregnant.
Qi Jinxuan's veil was pulled off. Several black - clothed men dragged her out. She panicked and covered her belly, shouting anxiously.
Wei Dongling couldn't bear to watch. She shouted anxiously at Jingzhe, Pin Hao, and Cui Huan, "Go and help!"
"Yes!" The three of them responded and rushed out, leaving only Ruan Niang to guard the Ninth Prince Murong Yuchen in the carriage.
At first, Jingzhe was quite puzzled. Later, he suddenly understood that even though Miss Wei and Miss Qi Jinxuan didn't get along well, at this moment, Miss Wei wouldn't just stand by and watch a pregnant Miss Qi in trouble.
Miss Wei had always been such a person! In the face of right and wrong, she would put aside her personal grudges and save people first. This was exactly what he, Jingzhe, secretly admired!
Seeing more and more black - clothed men rushing towards the groom and the bride one after another, Yu Zixi fought against a hundred people and protected Qi Jinxuan. He took off his big red wedding suit and covered Qi Jinxuan's bulging belly, blocking the suspicious looks of the crowd.
Wei Dongling was extremely suspicious. It seemed that these black - clothed men were after the bride. They seemed to be deliberately trying to disrupt this marriage! Who would do such a thing in public regardless of anything?
If the Yu Mansion and the Qi Mansion couldn't successfully form an alliance through marriage, Yu Zixi wouldn't be able to win over General Qi as his backer! Master He and the others' dream of restoring the country would probably be even more out of reach! Could the people behind this be the Tenth Prince Murong Yunqian and the Prince Rui? Did they want to strangle the forces of the previous dynasty in the cradle?