C63 (1/2)

Yan Jie ordered his men to bring this old lady away, and in a blink of an eye, there was no one left in the palace.

Zhou Ye straightened himself and jumped up from the bed. He touched his chest and panted heavily. Fortunately, they had moved fast, or else he might not be able to hold it in any longer.

”Continue lying here. This King will be leaving first.” Yan Heshen brought Zhou Ye a cup of water, and after he recovered, he said.

Zhou Ye waved his hand, indicating that he should do as he pleased.

”Although the people in the palace have been replaced by This King's people, there might be a problem. You should pay a little attention.” Lin Yi lowered his head and softly said.

Zhou Ye did not want to get involved in these matters. He only wanted Su Moyu to be safe and not hate him anymore.

To this day, Zhou Ye still felt a pang in his heart when he thought of the look Su Mu gave him. He had betrayed the sincerity of many people in his life, but he was unwilling to let go of only Su Mu.

Zhou Ye agreed and lay back down.

Lin Yi glanced at it and left.

Soon, the seventh day arrived.

At the same time, Lin Yi used his identity as the crown prince to interrogate Su Mu once again. She had lost even more weight, becoming so skinny that only skin and bones remained. He had clearly told the justice courts to look after her, but she was still growing thinner.

The case of Bao Fu Yun was still in the midst of quarreling. No one could come up with any new evidence and no one was willing to accept it.

Only the emperor's illness was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lin Yi placed the Emperor in a secret passage within the Eastern Palace. Dozens of Night Pearls were placed all around him, making the entire space as bright as the sun.

Lin Yi stood beside the emperor, nervously looking at him. As the most critical link, the emperor must wake up.

The old man held a silver needle in his hand, and his eyes were like torches, needle after needle, slowly but surely stabbing into the emperor's flabby skin.

This time, the old man had expended a great deal of energy and energy to place the needles. Not a single mistake was allowed to be made; every single needle would determine the life and death of the emperor.

There was still one more shot!

The old man's forehead was already covered in sweat, but he didn't have the energy to wipe it off. The others also didn't dare to approach him, afraid that they would distract him.

The pin was like a march. It went down in one go, then it went down, and it went out in three.

The old man took a deep breath and picked up another needle. Compared to the previous needle, this one was thinner and shorter.

Lin Yi looked at the old man's hands and quickly understood where the old man was going to attack.

It was a dead end.

Lin Yi gripped the jade bone fan in his hand tightly. Based on his trust for the head of the Shennong Valley, he didn't say anything to stop him. After all, if even the Valley Master of Shennong failed, then there would be no one in this world who could save him.

The old man was not affected at all as he slowly continued the injection at the same speed.

The needle was blocked by his skin. It slightly bent, as if it would break at any moment. However, the needle was also very tough. Soon, it pierced through the skin and stabbed into the skin.

When the last shot was done, the old man finally relaxed his taut muscles. The old lady stepped forward and wiped the sweat off the old man's forehead with a warm cloth.

Alive? Dead?