Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law

Chapter 805 - 811, - 812: Is the Great Song Attacking?

In the autumn rain, the Capital City appeared rather chaotic and desolate amidst the usual solemnity and grandeur of the Imperial City.The palace maids, eunuchs, and Imperial Guard inside the palace were in a panic, as the Third Prince from Yelang, who wielded immense power, had been taken hostage by bandits.

The most puzzling thing was that these bandits did not flee; instead, they brought the Third Prince to the Imperial Palace and rushed toward the Emperor’s bedroom, which left people quite baffled.

But what they knew was that at this moment, someone needed to step forward and take charge.

Although the Empress held a noble status and was the sister of the Grand General, the Yelang Imperial Family had a tradition barring women from participating in politics, so despite her noble status, she held no power in the court.

They had no choice but to seek the Three Ministers.

To seek the Prime Minister.

However, there were those who had other ideas, like inviting a Prince to come and take charge.

Should anything happen to the Third Prince and the Emperor in the bedroom, the Prince who arrived at the palace might pluck a significant fruit.

Although the Queen Yelang was a woman, her political instincts were sharp. She vaguely felt that the bandits, having taken the Third Prince hostage and entering the Emperor’s bedroom, surely indicated some major event, possibly even a change in power.

She might not hold military power, but her brother did.

Though he led troops outside the Capital City, there were people loyal to her brother within the Capital Camp.

Thus, she would not allow such a situation to occur, and she hurriedly sent people out of the palace.

Chen Mo was indifferent to what was happening outside the Emperor’s bedroom.

Inside the bedroom, as it was early morning, the eunuchs had just finished medicating the current Emperor of Yelang, Xingluo, so he lay on the bed, in a state of deep sleep.

The arrival of uninvited guests did not awaken him.

Nalan Yiren stepped forward to check the situation.

Princess Deti approached the Dragon Bed and saw the emaciated, sallow-skinned sovereign. Her eyes couldn’t help but reflect some sorrow. The last time she visited with her mother, Xingluo’s condition was not so poor. How long has it been since then, and now his state resembled that of someone with one foot already in the grave.

Simultaneously, she grew anxious, wondering if the Emperor could recover.

If he couldn’t recover.

Would he truly agree to the Third Prince’s request?

Princess Deti looked at Chen Mo’s stern profile, her jade hands tightening a bit.

"Yiren, how is it?" Chen Mo asked.

"The Duanchang Flower, Silence Grass, Forget Sorrow Tower... it’s indeed the work of that fiend." Nalan Yiren checked Xingluo’s pulse, flipped his eyelids, and used a silver needle to pierce his skin, observing the blood to draw a conclusion, then said, "The toxin has spread throughout his body..."

Princess Deti’s heart skipped a beat.

Xingyin, however, breathed a slight sigh of relief. On the way to the palace, he learned from Chen Mo’s mouth that this masked woman in black was also from Poison King Valley.

This made him fear that the poison in his father’s body might be neutralized, but now hearing the toxin had spread throughout, it seemed there was no hope, right?

"Can it be cured?" Chen Mo asked.

"It can be cured, but it’s somewhat troublesome and not a one-day effort." Nalan Yiren stood up and looked back at Chen Mo, not veiling her face after avenging herself. She still wore that half-face mask from before, and said, "Are you sure you want to save him?"

Chen Mo nodded slightly.

The Third Prince’s expression changed subtly, and he moved closer to the Dragon Bed.

Nalan Yiren immediately set about administering help. She first took out a medicinal bottle from her chest, extracted a pill, then pricked her finger, let a drop of blood fall on the pill, and placed it in Xingluo’s mouth.

Then, she took out three silver needles and inserted them into three essential acupoints on Xingluo’s body, then said, "Fortunately, the toxin hasn’t reached his heart. It seems the person who poisoned him didn’t want him to die immediately; it’s a slow-acting poison. Even if not neutralized, he could live for another half a year."

"Seems you have a bit of filial piety." Chen Mo remarked to Xingyin, though his words sounded sarcastic.

Xingyin’s face darkened.

The reason he hadn’t had Tang Yichen poison Xingluo to death directly was because he planned to seize power.

Initially, the Crown Prince was fine, and if Xingluo died, the power wouldn’t fall into his hands.

But after successfully taking control, he allowed Xingluo to live for the moment. He truly was too soft-hearted, after all, it was his biological father, and his mother pleaded, so he spared Xingluo, letting him wait for death gradually.

He just hadn’t anticipated today’s developments.

After a quarter of an hour, Nalan Yiren again performed bloodletting on Xingluo.

And this time, the blood seeping out was black.

Once the blood started turning red, Nalan Yiren stopped the bleeding and stood up again: "It’s starting to take effect, wait for him to wake up."

Upon hearing this, Princess Deti’s expression brightened.

Xingyin, however, found himself in a fit of inexplicable panic, continually offering Chen Mo conditions: "King Wei, he’s just an old stubborn man, he won’t agree to your terms. How about this: if you agree with me, Yelang will not only pay tribute to Great Song every year but will also offer three-tenths of its national taxes exclusively to you, King Wei."

"Xingyin, you..." Princess Deti was shocked by his shamelessness, selling the country to such an extent.

"Third Prince, don’t rush." Seeing this, Chen Mo shook his head.

"Four-tenths." The Third Prince gritted his teeth, offering.

Seeing Chen Mo remain unmoved, the Third Prince hardened his heart, raising his hand, and spread his fingers: "Five-tenths."

Chen Mo found him insane.

Leaving aside whether he could deliver on those promises.

If he achieved it, it would mean nationwide chaos in Yelang.