Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 238: The Devastating Defeat of the Western Qin Army, The Old Lady's Critical Illness

Yuan Chengfeng carried Ji Jiuwei and rushed out of the palace, heading straight for the Cangshan Yunhai.

Xin Zhuo didn't understand the meaning of the four words "major changes at home" at all. He followed closely behind Yuan Chengfeng, needing to clarify some things.

Along the way, there were many disciples from the Taiping Palace, and even many young experts who had come from afar to participate in the Fentian Tower's illusion trial, their auras hidden.

At this moment, groups of three or five were chatting happily. When they saw someone flying by, they all cast surprised glances.

Xin Zhuo paid no attention and continued to chase after Yuan Chengfeng. They crossed over more than ten mountains, finally arriving at a place called Lingxi Peak, where the Tianxuan Hall was located. There were seven or eight elders from the Taiping Palace waiting in front of the hall.

Everyone together sent Ji Jiuwei into the palace, and then the hall doors were tightly closed.

Xin Zhuo took a deep breath, feeling numb in his heart. He could only sit down and stare at the hall doors.

After two hours, the hall doors opened again, and Yuan Chengfeng finally walked out, looking at Xin Zhuo with surprise. His voice was tired as he asked, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

Xin Zhuo said in a deep voice, "Who harmed my mother?"

Yuan Chengfeng fell silent for a moment, patting his shoulder with a complicated expression. He said, "Why do you ask like this?"

"I understand medicine. I can see that there are countless gu worms in her body, coexisting with her meridians and organs."

Xin Zhuo stood up and said word by word, "This is an extremely vicious method. She would never have given birth to such things herself!"

In fact, if he had known earlier, with the "xxxx" medical skills, he could have alleviated his mother's pain and slowed down her life force. But this medical skill was a sacred object for treating hidden injuries, physical injuries, soul injuries, and difficult miscellaneous illnesses. Even if you were fighting someone and on the verge of death, it could bring you back to life.

But his mother was not sick, she was poisoned. True Qi was flowing away, her life was in danger, and her body was riddled with wounds. Once those coexisting gu worms were killed, it would be the same as killing his mother.

He didn't have confidence and didn't dare to try.

Yuan Chengfeng carefully examined Xin Zhuo, as if reevaluating him. After a while, he said, "The Thousand Devouring Gu, the most yin and evil gu poison in the world, cannot be cured by medical skills or medicine pills. It requires the source. Otherwise, with the power of the Taiping Palace, why would your mother suffer so much?"

Once this gu is contracted, it will coexist with the host, constantly consuming the host's True Qi and Blood Qi. Removing the gu worms easily would endanger her life.

This method comes from the Western Domain's Demon Ridge. Fourteen years ago, your mother was attacked by a mysterious person and contracted this method. Thirty Venerables and three Earth Immortals have already died from this method in the world today!"

Xin Zhuo's heart sank, carefully remembering everything, and asked in a deep voice, "How can we solve it? How can we save her life?"

Yuan Chengfeng fell silent for a moment and said, "To solve the problem, we must find the source. Your master will use the Ice Fire Pool to hang your mother's life for a year. Your two senior brothers and I will set off for the Western Domain."

After a pause, "I won't hide it from you, we've already tried four times, but we can't get into the Yaoqiu, and our hope is slim."

Shaking his head, he walked towards the distance: "The Jiang family is facing a great disaster, don't worry about your mother for now, there are still senior martial uncles here, let's go home first!"

A great disaster?

Xin Zhuo finally understood, how did the Jiang family face such a great disaster? Unbelievable!

Just then, a group of people stumbled and ran up from below, with Jiang Yugui leading the way. At this moment, his face was pale, his steps unsteady, and he cried out in despair, "Brother! Brother! It's over! Everything is over!"

Xin Zhuo felt uneasy and grabbed him: "Don't panic, what happened?"

"Grandmother, grandmother..."

Jiang Yugui was terrified, his body trembling violently, unable to speak.

Xin Zhuo asked sternly to Chan Yi beside him, "What happened? You tell me!"

Chan Yi, who had always been calm and composed, was also filled with panic in her eyes. She hurriedly cupped her fists and saluted, "The thirteen Western Regions allied forces launched a surprise attack on the Western Qin army. The Western Qin army lost all four battles, and 187,000 old soldiers died on the battlefield. The most outstanding 120 young members of the Jiang family's branch also died in battle!

Western Qin lost two states and eleven prefectures, the Western River Nine Water Corridor and the Three Thousand Li Horse Plains were completely lost, and Third Uncle led the remaining troops to defend Xinglingzhou!

The news came last night, shocking the court. The emperor was furious and issued thirteen edicts to reprimand Third Uncle!

And... the old dowager's life is hanging by a thread! Miss Jiang Huan passed away due to illness! Venerable is critically injured and on the verge of death! The mansion is in chaos!"

Damn it!

Xin Zhuo felt his head spinning. This news... came suddenly. He was about to participate in the Fengtian Tower illusion trial, competing with the top talents of the major sects and aristocratic families of Da Zhou, verifying his breakthrough!

Regardless of whether he admits it or not, he is still the legitimate eldest grandson of the Jiang family, a member of the Jiang family.

This sudden turn of events, like a joke, is difficult to accept, and it is also impossible to accept. The old dowager is the soul of the Jiang family, and the Western Qin army is the backbone of the Jiang family.

In an instant, everything was gone, and the great building was about to collapse!

The crucial point is that my mother's life is also hanging by a thread!

How did this cruel situation come about?

Almost instinctively, he grabbed Chan Yi's hand and asked, "Are you sure you're not joking? Why is the old dowager critically ill?"

On the side, Jiang Yuge finally regained his breath and choked out, "This morning, Grandma went to the Dafowan Temple to pray for blessings. On the way, she heard the news of the defeat of the Western Qin army and became so anxious that she fainted. Then, on the way, we encountered a mysterious person who launched a surprise attack! They scattered the carriage! If it weren't for Uncle Zhu's arrival, I'm afraid Grandma, a few aunts, and Little Sister wouldn't have survived!"

This is a trap! Someone is setting us up, trying to completely destroy the Jiang family?

This is Xin Zhuo's first reaction.

He turned around and looked at the palace behind him, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go back!"

A group of people surrounded him and hurriedly descended the mountain. After leaving the Taiping Palace, the streets were crowded with people. When they saw the Jiang family's procession, they immediately made way.

Countless eyes silently watched the Jiang family's eldest son riding a white horse galloping by. In just a few hours, the news of the Western Qin and Jiang family's affairs had spread throughout the city. The Jiang family had suffered a devastating disaster. The fate of this thousand-year-old family was determined in an instant.

Xin Zhuo ignored all the gazes and tried hard to keep himself calm. He pondered the shallow thoughts in his mind. In fact, he had never considered how the Jiang family would continue without Grandma.

Should he run away and not care? Become a bandit?

He was afraid that he would have regrets in his heart for the rest of his life.

They had already arrived at the gate of the Jiang family. From a distance, they could hear the deafening cries, and white banners were hung at the gate.

Dismounting in a hurry, the guards in mourning clothes with red eyes came forward and bowed, "Young Master!"

Xin Zhuo nodded slightly and walked into the courtyard. The entire courtyard was filled with white, with maids and servants kneeling and crying everywhere. Some managers even hurriedly carried small bags and belongings with them.

When he reached the Lanqing Courtyard, the cries grew louder. Hundreds of managers and servants in mourning clothes were kneeling on the ground. When they saw him return, they moved their knees and cried even louder, "Young Master!"

Perhaps the death of a daughter in the Jiang family would not cause such a scene, but Jiang Huan was once the honored princess, the General of the Western Expedition. She couldn't be generalized, not to mention Grandma's condition was deteriorating.

In the main hall, Jiang Yuqi, Jiang Nüying, and dozens of other ladies were gathered together, crying uncontrollably.

In the main hall, there was a golden nanmu longevity bed, and lying on it was the lifeless eldest sister, Jiang Huan.

He walked to the side of the bed, carefully examined Jiang Huan, and checked her pulse. She was indeed dead. Just as he was about to turn around, he noticed that his eldest sister's fingers were tightly holding a piece of paper.

Surprised, he pulled it out and saw a line written on it: "Younger brother, protect the elite troops of the Western Qin! Otherwise, there will be no way to retreat!"

There was also a strange and winding dotted line behind it.

Xin Zhuo fell silent for a moment and walked into the inner hall.

On the bed opposite, lay the old lady. Her hair was disheveled, her face pale as wax, and her breath weak like a thread.

"Yuqing!"

In front of the bed, Princess Zhengguo, Princess Feihuang, Princess Liyang, and Princess Beihai grew up in the imperial palace and married into the Jiang family as young girls. They had always lived under the authority of the old lady. Now, they had lost their backbone, their minds in chaos. When they saw Xin Zhuo, they could only cry in pain.

Xin Zhuo walked to the bedside and felt the old lady's pulse. The grandmother's body was extremely weak, her organs frail and weak, and she had serious hidden injuries. She was in the twilight of her life.

But fortunately, she could be saved.

The crying beside his ears grew louder.

He felt some emotion. The Jiang family really couldn't rise up. The old lady was too dominant, so dominant that everyone lived under her wings. Now that she was seriously injured and her life was uncertain, the people below didn't even have the most basic means.

He turned around and walked back to the main hall, his face serious. "Chanyi!"

Chanyi immediately cupped her fist. "I'm here, sir!"

Xin Zhuo ordered in a deep voice, "Take fifty experts to maintain order in the mansion. Anyone who dares to seize property or cause trouble and leave will be killed on the spot!"

"Yes!" Chanyi received the order and left.

Xin Zhuo looked at Liyun, who was standing aside in a daze. "Liyun, send someone to notify the heads of the major branches of the Jiang family to come to the mansion for the princess's funeral. Notify the managers of all the Jiang family's shops, banks, and restaurants nationwide to behave themselves. The Jiang family needs to be peaceful. Anyone who dares to be careless will be expelled!"

"Yes!" Liyun hurriedly left.

Xin Zhuo then looked at the old and steady steward, Masu, in the mansion. "Masu, you lead a team to compile a list of possible guests who may come to mourn, including all the necessary items for the princess's funeral, the location of the tomb. Remember, we must not be careless or bring shame to the Jiang family. Go!"

Masu hurriedly left.

Xin Zhuo thought for a moment and looked at Princess Zhengguo and the others in the inner hall who were relieved by his return. "Should we report to the court?"

Some things were known to the court, and reporting was necessary.

Princess Zhengguo shook her head in confusion. "We haven't had the chance yet, we were waiting for you to come back!"

Xin Zhuo rubbed his forehead. "Aunt, you personally go to the palace with Yuge and report the funeral to the emperor. Remember! Fight for the posthumous honor for the princess. She fought for the country in her youth and was a general on the battlefield. She never married in her lifetime, so she should be buried with the rites of a man."

Dammit, the previous chapter didn't have any explicit content, but it got censored! I'll complain and get it back, don't scold me!

(End of this chapter)