The imperial physician fell silent, unsure whether he should answer Xin Yeheng's question. But under Xin Yeheng's urging, he had no choice but to tell the truth. "It's this old official's incompetence. The general's illness is probably incurable... This old official has a few Soul - Promoting Pills here, which can delay his death for a few days. But after that, there really will be no way."
"Alright, leave those Soul - Promoting Pills. You may step back first."
"Yes, this old official will take his leave."
The door of the room was gently closed. Xin Yeheng let go of the hand that was holding Sima Tianhai. His originally handsome face, which had shown grief, now looked extremely cold. He sat down at the table opposite the bed and stared coldly at Sima Tianhai, who was motionless on the bed.
"Grandpa, to be honest, I actually think it's better not to let you stay in this world. What if you really get better? What will Sister Xuan and His Majesty do then? I think you'll hurt them again. So, for their sake, I won't let you stay in this world no matter what."
It was unknown whether Sima Tianhai had heard his words. Xin Yeheng just poured out his feelings to him on his own. "But, who asked you to be my mother's father? It's okay for me to take care of you. However, at that time, I had already consulted Uncle Mu. Uncle Mu told me that once one inhales too much of the poison from the Kura tree, there really is no cure. So, I called the imperial physician here to let you live a few more days. This can also ease my guilt a bit."
Xin Yeheng stood up and patted the dust off his body. Those Soul - Promoting Pills were left on the table just like that, and Xin Yeheng didn't take them away.
Without the support of the medicine, Sima Tianhai's life force was extinguished by the next day. Xin Yeheng looked at the cold body on the bed. It was as if he saw his mother's body when he was a child. It was equally cold and the face was equally pale. But back then, he had cried uncontrollably, while now, he was just like looking at a stranger. There was not a bit of sadness in his heart.
Sometimes, he thought that Sima Tianhai was really right. Maybe he had really inherited Sima Tianhai's blood, being cold - hearted. He felt as if he was already standing in front of the gates of hell, and the gates of hell were slowly opening to him.
"Yeheng!" A familiar voice pulled him back from the abyss of thought and also pulled him back from in front of the gates of hell.
Wei Shuxuan came to Xin Yeheng's side and patted his shoulder. "Are you okay? Grandpa has passed away. You must be very sad, right?"
"I'm okay..." Xin Yeheng looked up. His eyes showed a kind of relief as if he had been redeemed, but there was also a faint trace of sadness. "I originally wanted Grandpa to restore all the death - warriors to normal."
"I think the one lying on the bed probably can't fulfill your request."
"Xin Zizhao! Why are you here!" Wei Shuxuan asked in surprise.
"I heard you were here, and I also heard that General Sima had passed away, so I just came to take a look."
"To break the control spell on the death - warriors, the person who cast the spell must play the expelling melody. In Sima Tianhai's condition, he simply couldn't play the melody."
"When did you know this?" Wei Shuxuan asked Xin Zizhao curiously.
"I saw it when I was looking through medical books a few days ago."
"No wonder you've been holding books to read recently! So you've been looking at this!" Only then did Wei Shuxuan realize that Xin Zizhao had been reading books too often recently.
"But this situation is good too. Sima Tianhai is dead, so the control spell is lifted. Am I right, Yeheng?" Xin Zizhao looked calmly at Xin Yeheng, whose face showed grief. Xin Yeheng also looked up at him. Things that Wei Shuxuan couldn't notice, Xin Zizhao might not necessarily miss.
"It's really good."
Xin Yeheng smiled. His elder brother was really dangerous. Even he was a bit afraid when facing his elder brother.
"As for the funeral, do it as you like. After it's over, you have to go to school obediently."
"Got it, elder brother."
Saying that, Xin Zizhao took Wei Shuxuan and left Huaman Palace. Wei Shuxuan felt that there was something unspoken between the two brothers. "Are you two hiding something from me?"
"You're overthinking. Let's go back and eat."
The two walked a few steps on the road. Wei Shuxuan pulled Xin Zizhao and asked, "Xin Zizhao, I think I've had too good an appetite recently. What should I do?"
"You just don't know how to control yourself."
Xin Zizhao ignored Wei Shuxuan's question and just tightly held her hand and walked in the direction of Fenghe Hall.
The moment Sima Tianhai died, all the death - warriors locked in the dungeon returned to normal. The soldiers patrolling in the dungeon quickly reported to the head of the imperial guards, Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang quickly went to find Xin Zizhao. But he didn't find him in Fenghe Hall or the imperial study. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Xin Zizhao coming back.
"Your Majesty," Xiao Zhang stepped forward and bowed to Xin Zizhao. "The death - warriors in the dungeon seem to have regained their senses."
"Release them. Also, check if they're injured. Let the imperial physician treat them before letting them go. Don't release that woman in red."
"Understood, Your Majesty."
Xiao Zhang knew which woman in red Xin Zizhao was talking about. Since she woke up, she had been making a ruckus in the dungeon every day. It was so annoying that in the end, they stuffed a rag in her mouth to make it quieter.
"They recovered so quickly?" Wei Shuxuan thought it would take a few days for them to all return to normal.
"Of course. The moment Sima Tianhai died, the contract between them no longer existed, so naturally they woke up quickly."
At this time, Wei Shuxuan thought of something she didn't quite understand. "Xin Zizhao, there's something I don't quite understand. Why wasn't my father controlled by Sima Tianhai?"
Xin Zizhao had also guessed what question Wei Shuxuan was going to ask. "Your father and Sima Tianhai were enemies. As a battle - hardened general, his willpower and self - restraint were much stronger than those of ordinary people. Naturally, it was very difficult for him to make a contract with Sima Tianhai. So Sima Tianhai put a cinnabar mark on his forehead to barely make General Wei Tu obey his words."
"So, when we wiped off the cinnabar, my father returned to normal?"
Xin Zizhao nodded. "So, that's probably why General Wei Tu has become an object of admiration for everyone, because of his strong mental strength and willpower."
Suddenly, Wei Shuxuan thought that willpower was really amazing. However, she touched her stomach and gave Xin Zizhao a slight smile. "Xin Zizhao, let's hurry back to Fenghe Hall. I'm really hungry."