Zi'an sighed softly, turned around and went in, leaving the uncle and nephew to quarrel here.
Sitting at the head of Zhuangzhuang's bed, looking at her peaceful face, she looked like she was asleep because she had taken the seven-segmented beetle and absorbed the poison in her body.
She was only able to be fed some rice soup over the past two days, but the nutrition was naturally not enough, so she lost a lot of weight in a few days.
I held her hand, which was as soft as boneless. I pulled up her sleeves and saw many scars on her wrists. They were not deep, but there were many of them, which made me sad.
I don’t know how she managed to survive those long, dark nights. When I looked through the prescriptions that the imperial physician had written for her, most of them were calming teas. She needed calming tea to fall asleep.
There were footsteps approaching quietly, and Zi'an could tell it was the King of Yuedong.
Zi'an sighed softly, "I remember Zhuangzhuang told me that she didn't drink and didn't dare to drink because she couldn't control her emotions after drinking. She suffered a lot."
The rude voice of the Prince of Yuedong came from behind her, "The Queen Mother said that you are a doctor with great medical skills. Why can't you save her?"
Zi'an pulled down her sleeves. She knew that the King of Yuedong had seen it.
"Everyone wants to save her. She is impossible to hate or envy. She is beautiful, just like a fairy. I think no mortal in the world is worthy of her."
The King of Yuedong was not stupid. He could hear the hidden meaning in Zi'an's words and said coldly, "Helping that kid Murong Jie? Since you cherish Zhuangzhuang so much, you should know that if she leaves like this, she will be a lonely soul without a master."
"I don't believe that. She is an exception." Zi'an raised his head and looked at the King of Yuedong who was walking beside her. "She has someone she likes. It would be a blasphemy for her to marry anyone else."
The King of Yuedong remained silent, but his expression remained cold and hard.
Zi'an stood up, "Your Majesty, please spend some time with the princess."
Zi'an felt very confused. Although she knew the whereabouts of the blood antelope horn, she was not completely sure she could get it. If Zhuangzhuang was really dead, according to the custom of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he would have to be married in the afterlife.
She always felt that this era and her own era were parallel universes, and feudal superstition was almost regarded as culture.
It is just like the society she lived in before. Even though she had accepted and integrated a lot of foreign cultural shocks, some deep-rooted things that had been there for thousands of years were still in her blood and could not be erased.
The Empress Dowager, the Prince of Yuedong and the Grand Empress Dowager are different. They may have deep feelings for Zhuangzhuang, but they would not want Zhuangzhuang to be a homeless soul, because, for them, if they really treat Zhuangzhuang well and really love her, they must find a good way for her.
Problems with values are difficult to change through communication.
When Zi'an walked out, he heard the suppressed sobbing of King Yuedong. Zi'an felt heavy in his heart. A man's crying is different from a woman's crying. A woman's crying may not necessarily move humans, but a tough man's crying can be like a hammer, hitting people's hearts again and again.
Prince Liang did not go around looking for the prince, but waited for the prince to return in the East Palace, with Xiao Tuo also by his side.
Xiao Tuo didn't say anything the whole time, mainly because King Liang didn't say anything. He had known King Liang for such a long time, but he had never seen King Liang's face so terrifying.
He is like a pile of walking dynamite. It feels like if you speak louder, you can set him off.
They waited until 11pm when the guards finally came back carrying the prince.
The prince entered the palace sitting on a sedan chair. He was covered with wounds. He had been treated by a doctor in the temple. He was carried back to the palace only after he had calmed down.
When he entered the palace, he saw Prince Liang and Xiao Tuo waiting. The prince was so angry that he had no place to vent. Seeing Prince Liang coming to him, he suddenly became fierce and said, "Okay, I won't go to find you, a piece of trash. You come to the palace to ask for a beating."
In his impression, King Liang has always been in a weak position and never resisted. If he resists for too long, people will think that he dares not resist.
Seeing King Liang slowly stand up, with a blazing fire in his eyes, he snorted, "Who are you showing your dead face to? Bastard!"
"It was you who captured Yi'er, wasn't it?" Prince Liang asked softly, but his fists were already making clattering sounds.
The prince stood up with the help of the guards and said coldly, "I caught him, so what? Are you going to hit me? Hit me if you have the guts. Do you dare? Trash!"
He walked in front of King Liang, raised his head, and said with extreme arrogance and contempt: "Useless, you dare not do anything? I gave you a water tank as courage, but you dare not touch a hair of mine. That's right, I was the one who captured that little bitch and gave her to me as a reward. I thought you, a useless person, didn't touch that little bitch, right? It's a pity that I let my servants have a taste of it."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and slapped King Liang's face, slapping him hard, "Coward, do you want me to go to my mother and ask for your hand in marriage? It would be appropriate for you to marry that bitch now. This fallen flower is worthy of you."
There was no expression on the face of the King of Liang, and even all his anger had gone. However, at that moment, he suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were so fierce that the prince took a step back. But then he calmed down and said angrily: "You... who are you trying to scare with your dead lantern eyes? You are a waste, you are a waste, am I wrong to say that?"
A fist stretched out from the left side of King Liang with a whistling sound. The punch seemed to have used a force as overwhelming as a tsunami, and landed heavily on the prince's abdomen. The prince flew up and flew out of the door in a parabola.
Before he even hit the ground, the rubbish he was talking about flew out and kicked him in the crotch. The prince's eyes went dark from the pain and he almost fainted. The pain blocked out all sounds. He could only feel the sharp pain spreading from his crotch to every part of his limbs. His breathing was almost strangled by the pain.
Liang Shulin, the commander of the Eastern Palace, stepped forward quickly and stopped King Liang, "King Liang, please show mercy!"
"Get lost!" The words came out of King Liang's lips with such force that Liang Shulin was shocked. Was this the King Liang who had been forbearing and retreating before? How could he be a different person
Xiao Tuo stepped forward to stop Liang Shulin, "Commander Liang, outsiders should not interfere in the affairs between the brothers."
Liang Shulin was a smooth man. He knew that he could not offend the King of Liang at this moment, but as the commander of the Crown Prince's palace, he could not stand idly by, so he said: "Please ask General Xiao to dissuade His Royal Highness the King of Liang, and I will report to the Queen."
His going to report to the Queen meant that he was not present. Then, although he would be blamed for what happened, he would not be primarily responsible. It was better than a face-to-face confrontation with Prince Liang and Xiao Tuo.
Anyway, the Queen will have to be informed sooner or later, this matter cannot be concealed.
Xiao Tuo also knew that Liang Shulin knew how to deal with people, so he said, "Go ahead."
Before Liang Shulin went out, he ordered the twelve guards to watch, but he also told them not to hurt King Liang, and not to let King Liang hurt His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
However, no one could stop the extremely angry King Liang. He grabbed the prince and vented all the old and new hatreds over the years. He punched the prince in the face several times. The prince fell to the ground, spitting blood, but still said arrogantly: "I will kill you, you useless thing!"
Before he could finish the word "waste", a long sword flew over, landed on his calf, and stabbed straight into it.
The prince howled like a pig being slaughtered. When the Twelve Guards saw King Liang use his weapons, they immediately surrounded him.
(End of this chapter)