Chapter 215 - Fainted with Anger (1/2)

Hearing the news about Mo Junjiu’s death, Shi Qingxue responded subconsciously, “No way!”

How could Mo Junjiu have died?

However, Shen Luo’s serious expression told them that he didn’t lie.

It was silent at the gate of King Rui’s mansion and nobody knew what to say.

Mo Junyang asked, “Where is he now?”

Qu Yuebai frowned and said helplessly, “Some people came from the imperial palace and took Mo Junjiu’s dead body into the palace just now. The Empress Dowager issued a decree and told you and Lady Qingxue to enter the palace right away.”

Shi Qingxue and Mo Junyang thought alike and looked at each other, seeing a grim expression in the other party’s eyes.

A storm was brewing.

Both of them kept silent and entered the palace after telling the subordinates to do something later.

They came to Mo Xiangbin’s bedroom.

Mo Xiangbin just woke up and was overjoyed to see Mo Junyang.

He waved at Mo Junyang to let him come over and asked, “How is the rebellion now?”

“We do as you hoped and the capital is safe now. The rebel army outside the city is surrounded by the Shi Army.” Mo Junyang told him about the current situation simply.

Mo Xiangbin nodded repeatedly and asked with joy, “How about the bastard Mo Junjiu? Have you captured him?”

Mo Junyang hesitated for a moment and still nodded.

“Good. Good. Good!” Mo Xiangbin said this word three times successively and seemed to have vented his spleen.

Then he told the servants to bring Mo Junjiu and cursed resentfully, “This bastard has overthrown the basic standards of morality. I will teach him a lesson today.”

However, after he had finished his words for a while, all people around him didn’t move but looked weird.

Mo Xiangbin frowned with displeasure and shouted at the eunuch Xiaode who served him, “Didn’t you hear what I told you? Hurry up and bring him to me.”

Xiaode was awkward and looked at Mo Xiangbin. Then he glanced at Ling Ruiyin who stayed silent with her dark face. He was anxious and helpless.

“Bastard, why are you hesitating? Do you want me to beg you?” Mo Xiangbin cursed impatiently.

He was going to grab Xiaode’s collar, but because he was weak, he fell on the bed as soon as he sat straight.

Ling Ruiyin was scared and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, advising him patiently, “Your Majesty, you have just recovered. Don’t get angry.”

Mo Xiangbin supported his weak body with effort and waved his hand nonchalantly. “I am fine.”

Nobody knew if he didn’t notice something wrong or subconsciously ignored some possibility.

He insisted on gazing at Xiaode and requested an answer.

Xiaode had no choice under his gaze but to kneel on the floor, replying while trembling, “When His Excellency tried to capture His Highness under orders, an accident happened… His Highness…was poisoned to death!”

“What?” Mo Xiangbin turned pale in astonishment.

He roared and spat fresh blood on Mo Junyang’s black military uniform as a general.

His eyes rolled upward and he fell into a coma.

“Your Majesty!”

“Father!”

Ling Ruiyin and Mo Junhao shouted at the same time and elbowed their way to the bedside.

But Mo Xiangbin was unconscious and couldn’t be awakened no matter how they called.

Mo Junhao was anxious and instantly told somebody to call for a royal doctor.

All the royal doctors from the Imperial Academy of Medicine came here and filled the emperor’s bedroom.

All people were in a flurry, but after fifteen minutes, the royal doctors knelt all over the floor, while there was no convincible diagnosis result.

“What’s wrong with His Majesty? Tell me!” Ling Ruiyin was as restless as ants on a hot pan and kept walking back and forth, looking at the bed constantly.

The council of the Imperial Academy of Medicine, An Lin knelt in the front and faltered, “His Majesty, might have a stroke. I am afraid…”

“What?” Ling Ruiyin trembled and almost fainted.

Shi Qingxue immediately stepped forward to support Ling Ruiyin, comforting her. “Your Majesty, be careful.”

Ling Ruiyin waved her hand and supported her forehead, sighing deeply. Then she stared at the royal doctors on the floor and ordered coldly, “I don’t care what method you will use. Be sure to cure His Majesty. Otherwise, you can kill yourselves.”

“Yes. Yes!”

Every royal doctor displayed a sad face and could do nothing but bite the bullet to take the deadly job. Then they started to get busy with their work.

They gave the prescription, selected medicinal materials, boiled medicine and then brought the medicine.

A stroke was horrible, but somebody had suffered from this disease before, so the royal doctors did everything quickly.

In less than an hour, a bowl of medicine was brought to the bedroom.

Ling Ruiyin hurriedly stepped aside. An Lin held the medicine bowl in both hands and came up to feed Mo Xiangbin the medicine.

There was a new problem.

Mo Xiangbin was unconscious. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t make him swallow the medicine.

They finally fed him a bowl of medicine, but most of it was poured on the collar.

The patient couldn’t swallow the medicine, so they were powerless no matter how good the medicine was.