Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 237: Taking Advantage! Ji Jiawei in Critical Condition

The hall was quiet.

The candlelight flickered, casting a hazy glow on the festive red lanterns and red bedding.

The scent of saliva still lingered, causing people to feel hot and their faces to flush.

Xin Zhuo looked at Su Miaojin, unsure of what she was thinking. She hadn't tried to find a way out, nor had she done anything. She just stood quietly on the side.

He simply snapped his fingers and extinguished three saliva incense sticks, but the smoke still filled the air. Looking up, he discovered many small holes on the surrounding walls, from which the smoke was emanating.

It couldn't be broken or blown away!

Xin Zhuo gave up and shouted to the surroundings, "Mom! Stop messing around!"

There was no response. Ji Jiawei seemed to have them under control.

As a normal man, Xin Zhuo had indeed thought about spending the bridal night with a girl, and he had indeed thought about Su Miaojin, but not in such a rushed and sudden manner.

It even felt like a conspiracy between the two women, taking advantage of his vulnerability.

Their behavior was unseemly.

The mist grew thicker, and Xin Zhuo tried to use his internal energy to resist, but it didn't work. This incense seemed to have nothing to do with realms or internal energy. It simply eroded and weakened a person's will, which was very strange.

"It's the Immortal Consort Incense from the Holy Heaven Sect's sect master's immortal companion, who was only one step away from becoming an Earth Immortal. Countless women from various families and sects fell victim to it. Later, it was beheaded by Tai Ping Palace's Jian Jiuqing with a single sword strike! I read about it in books! This thing is probably obtained by Jian Jiuqing, and your mother is said to be Jian Jiuqing's disciple!"

Su Miaojin's voice remained calm, but her eyes were somewhat vacant now. Her cheeks were rosy, and there was a hint of seductiveness in her demeanor.

"Since you know, do you have a way to break its effect?"

Xin Zhuo's heart was beating faster now, and his body felt extremely strange. It was ten times stronger than when he absorbed the ancient True Qi. He simply didn't dare to look at Su Miaojin.

Actually, if he had silver needles on him, he was confident that he could use the "xxxx" medical technique to resolve the effect of this smoke. However, he didn't have the needles with him when he went out to meet someone.

"No!"

Su Miaojin shook her head, her breath becoming somewhat hurried. Her eyes became even more confused, and she was having trouble standing, so she held onto the nearby table for support.

Xin Zhuo was also reaching his limit. He felt veins popping on his forehead and an evil thought arising in his heart. He gritted his teeth and retreated.

"Xin Zhuo, do you... know about this matter?"

Su Miaojin's face had turned red all the way to her neck. She struggled to look at Xin Zhuo, her eyes filled with a hint of complexity.

Xin Zhuo couldn't continue speaking. He picked up the bride's gown on the nearby table and handed it to Su Miaojin, while he himself haphazardly put on the groom's robe.

There still needed to be a sense of ceremony, at least showing some respect to this girl who had saved his life.

A trace of struggle flashed in Su Miaojin's eyes, hesitating before putting on the wedding gown.

Xin Zhuo mustered his last bit of strength and poured two cups of wedding wine, handing one to Su Miaojin.

The two of them drank unsteadily, feeling an even stronger sensation. Was this... a love potion?

Mother, oh mother, you really went to great lengths.

After that, a strong sense of confusion, like the vast sea and mountains, came over them...

Next, Xin Zhuo only felt his head buzzing, and he couldn't remember anything at all.

Vaguely, there was a warm fragrance enveloping him...

Once!

Twice!

Thrice!

After an unknown amount of time, Xin Zhuo slowly woke up, feeling sore all over as if all his strength had been drained. He felt dizzy and disoriented, not knowing when or where he was.

After staring blankly for a while, he suddenly turned his head and realized that the woman was no longer there, but her fragrance still lingered.

He immediately sat up and noticed strange bite marks all over his body.

Beside him, in front of a bronze mirror, his clothes and two sets of wedding attire were neatly folded.

On top of them was a piece of white cloth, stained with a bright red bloodstain.

He remembered that the white cloth had been prepared beforehand.

He carefully recalled the events of last night, but he had no personal experience and his memories were blurry.

What is all this about?

He got up, put on his clothes, and thought about it. He stuffed the white cloth into his pocket and walked out of the Great Hall.

The morning sun had just risen, and the surroundings were misty. The air was extremely fresh, and the countless buildings of the capital in the distance couldn't be seen at a glance.

It was truly refreshing.

But his waist was a bit sore!

He lightly tapped it a few times and realized that the first thing he needed to do was to find his mother and explain the situation. Then he would apologize to Su Miaojin or say something?

Thinking of Qinggong, he hurried towards the "Douyun Hall". It wasn't far away, and he arrived in a moment. However, as soon as he approached, he had a bad feeling. The sound of his mother's pain came from the palace.

Although he had only known his mother for a month, Xin Zhuo knew very well that she would never be in such pain easily.

What had happened?

He immediately rushed into the courtyard and saw Shui Qingliu and Zhuge Jun kneeling in front of the hall, their eyes red. Bao'er was sobbing uncontrollably.

His mother's cries became even louder.

He didn't have time to ask about Su Miaojin anymore. He immediately grabbed Zhuge Jun and asked, "What happened to my mother?"

Bao'er interrupted and said, "Master, it's her old injury from over ten years ago. It has never been this severe before. She has been treating it in the Fentian Tower, but we don't know why it suddenly became so severe today!"

Xin Zhuo immediately kicked open the hall door and rushed in. He saw Ji Jiugui pale as paper, lying face down on the desk. Sweat had soaked the surface of the desk, and there were green veins like snakes appearing and disappearing under her skin, which was shocking to see.

"Mom!" Xin Zhuo immediately helped her up and grabbed her pulse.

Ji Jiugui seemed to know that he had come. She looked at him with difficulty, her lips dry, and her face pale and terrifying. She endured the pain that reached her soul and forced a smile.

"Yingqing! Did it work? Borrow... borrow the power, borrow Su Wuji's power. They owe me, only with his help can you survive!"

She struggled to raise her other hand, filled with longing, and gently touched Xin Zhuo's face. "Mom shouldn't have let you come back. Mom... the person I've hurt the most in this life is you."

"Don't be ridiculous! This kind of life and death separation is too melodramatic, isn't it?"

Xin Zhuo also forced a smile and carefully examined her meridians and internal organs. With just one check, he almost lost all hope. Her body was infested with thousands of worms, her meridians were already corroded, and her internal organs were rotten. There was basically no hope of saving her.

This kind of "illness" was too terrifying, beyond the reach of medical skills.

"How could this happen? She was fine just a few days ago, wait for me!"

He immediately rushed out of the Great Hall, returned to his own room, took out the silver needles, and flew back like the wind. When he reached the hall, he couldn't help but stop. He dropped the silver needles on the ground.

Ji Jiugui lay on the desk, lifeless, still holding a handful of sesame maltose in her hand.

Here we go again! This happened again!

Twice! Two lifetimes!

Who did I provoke?

Xin Zhuo raised his hand to his mouth, then clenched his fist and pounded his thigh heavily, even losing the courage to approach.

"Master!"

Shui Qingliu and the others prostrated in the courtyard, crying out in pain.

Just then, a figure flashed strangely into the hall and exclaimed, "Junior Sister?"

Surprisingly, it was Yuan Chengfeng. He picked up Ji Jiugui and looked at Xin Zhuo. "Your mother still has a breath left. I will take her to your master. Jiang Yuqing, your family has undergone a major change. Go back quickly!"

(End of this chapter)