"Shut up!" Shen Lixue slapped Consort Shu hard across the face, making her already swollen cheek swell even more, but she roared even more furiously, "I curse Dongfang Yan, I curse Liu Rumeng to die a horrible death, to be torn to pieces, to have her soul scattered, and to never be reincarnated..."
"Bang." Shen Lixue kicked out and struck Consort Shu in the chest. Consort Shu rolled two or three times before stopping, her lips pale, her chest feeling like it had exploded, a dull ache in her chest. She glared at Shen Lixue, coughing heavily, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Ye Qianlong brought over some medicine, and Shen Lixue prepared to clean their wounds, but she was in trouble because the Holy King and Holy Queen were holding her too tightly, and she couldn't separate them no matter what she did. She looked at Dongfang Heng for help: "Heng, what should we do?"
A deep look settled in Dongfang Heng's obsidian-black eyes: "Apply the medicine like this!"
The Holy King and Holy Queen have only a chance of survival; whether they will come back to life is unknown. They are holding each other tightly, wanting to go to the Yellow Springs together. They should not be separated.
"Alright!" Shen Lixue nodded, used silver needles to stop the bleeding of the Holy King and Holy Queen, fed them medicine, broke the arrow, carefully removed the blade, cleaned the wounds, applied gold wound medicine, and carefully bandaged them. She then tested their breathing, which was very weak and might disappear at any moment.
"My medical skills are shallow, and I dare not guarantee that Father and Mother will wake up." The Holy King stabbed with the intention of certain death, aiming directly for the heart. Perhaps he still had some pity for Liu Rumeng, because he stabbed slightly off-center. The injuries were extremely serious. The Ghost Doctor of Southern Xinjiang could save both of them, but Shen Lixue's medical skills were not so advanced.
"It's alright, they were already prepared to die together." Dongfang Heng gently put his arm around Shen Lixue's shoulder, looking at the embracing couple with a deep, unfathomable gaze: "If they don't wake up, then as they said, let them continue to be husband and wife in the next life, to see the peach blossoms and willows of Jiangnan, the setting sun over the desert beyond the Great Wall, beautiful women, and graceful men..."
"They won't survive, they're definitely going to die!" Consort Shu roared hysterically, ignoring her own injuries. Her rebellion had failed, and she was about to die. How could Dongfang Yan and Liu Rumeng live? How could they live?
When Liu Rumeng fell off the cliff, she was caught by a big tree and was seriously injured and on the verge of death. She was in a hurry to find the missing Dongfang Yan and had no time to pay attention to her, leaving her to fend for herself. Unexpectedly, she was very resilient and survived for a day and a night.
She couldn't find Dongfang Yan's body, so she guessed he wasn't dead. She then captured Liu Rumeng and took her back to Xiliang, drugged her, and trained her to be an assassin to lure out Dongfang Yan. If she had known Liu Rumeng could wake up, she should have had her guards gang rape her back then, and then she would have no face to face Dongfang Yan.
It was also her fault; her mind wasn't filthy enough. She only thought about making Liu Rumeng and Dongfang Yan kill each other, never considering using such a despicable and shameless method to destroy her. She hated herself, hated herself so much.
"Your Highness, the Emperor has already woken up. You should take better care of yourself!" Shen Lixue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, looking at Her Highness with a half-smile.
What? The emperor has woken up?
Consort Shu was startled and hurriedly turned her head to look. The Emperor was sitting on the bed, leaning lightly on Ye Qianlong's shoulder. His face was pale and his body was weak, but he was truly awake. His gaze towards her was like sharp blades, as if he wanted to torture her to death.
"Duke Mu, Consort Shu seriously injured me, stole the military tally, seriously injured the Crown Prince and civil and military officials, and plotted to usurp the throne. Her crimes are unforgivable. Tomorrow at noon, she will be cut in half at the waist, and the entire Mu family will be exterminated along with nine generations of relatives!"
With a weak and feeble sentence, the emperor sentenced everyone in the Duke of Mu's mansion to death, and no one in his nine generations of relatives was spared.
Consort Shu glared fiercely at the Emperor, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears: "A day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness, yet you exterminated my entire clan and showed no regard for our past affection!" Looking at the Holy King and his consort, who were tightly embracing each other, Consort Shu looked up to the sky and roared, her voice shaking the heavens: The one she loved had someone else in his heart, and where was the one who loved her?
The men she loved avoided her like the plague, and the men she married were all heartless, showing no affection whatsoever. It's a shame she bore them children; she was truly blind and heartless, entrusting her life to the wrong person.
"When you severely injured me and beat Qianlong, did you ever think about our marital relationship?" The emperor looked coldly at Consort Shu. She had committed evil first, trying to destroy his country and harm his son. Why should he be polite to her?
"The Ye family's empire originally belonged to the Duke of Mu's family. What's wrong with us taking it back?" Consort Shu roared, her voice sharp. Although the Western Liang Kingdom was powerful, it was not without its external threats. Without Duke Mu's pacification of the border, how could the emperor have secured his throne in the Western Liang Kingdom?
"The land of Xiliang belongs to the Ye family. I can grant you land and titles, but I cannot tolerate your plot to usurp the throne!" The land of Xiliang was conquered by the Ye family. Our ancestors taught that the land has always belonged to the Ye family. Those who guard the border have made great contributions and can be promoted and ennobled, but they cannot plot to usurp the throne.
Heh! The Emperor will never let her go. Consort Shu no longer held any hope for him. Looking at the two people embracing each other, she laughed softly. Even if they were to die, they should die before her. She wanted to see their miserable state with her own eyes. But now, although they were unconscious, they were still breathing and alive. How could she die? How could she die!
She was unwilling, so unwilling!
A cold wind blew by, carrying a strong smell of blood. Two imperial guards stepped forward and helped up Duke Mu. He slowly woke up from the intense pain in his back wound. Looking at the cold-eyed and majestic emperor and the Consort Shu lying on the ground, he knew that his attempt to usurp the throne had failed and that he would soon be beheaded. A thousand emotions surged in his chest, all of them filled with resentment!
He was the Duke of Mu of Xiliang, who pacified the border and devoted his life to serving the country. How could he have ended up like this?
The Imperial Guards stepped forward and dragged Consort Shu away. She glared at the Holy King and his consort, roaring, "Dongfang Yan, Liu Rumeng, I'll die tomorrow at noon, and tonight I'll come to claim your souls! In this life, you'll never find happiness or joy again! Hahaha, this is what you owe me..."
Consort Shu, her clothes torn and disheveled, laughed wildly like a madwoman as she was dragged away by the guards.
The emperor looked at the commander of the Imperial Guards standing at the door, and his majestic voice echoed in the room: "Issue the order: all Imperial Guards and Imperial City Garrison, return to your posts and perform your duties. Qianlong, you lead your men to capture the remaining members of the Duke of Mu's mansion, wipe out the remnants of the Duke of Mu's mansion, and restore peace to the capital of Xiliang!"
Ye Qianlong was innocent by nature and had always lived under his protection. After this incident, he clearly knew that Qianlong was already nineteen years old and was the future ruler of a country. He could no longer live in his protection and remain innocent. He would arrange for strategists to teach him the way of governing a country and make him a wise ruler.
The Holy King and Holy Queen embraced tightly, faint smiles on their lips. Death was not the end for them, but the beginning. They truly loved each other, and wherever they went, it was paradise for them.
Shen Lixue glanced out the window. The gloomy sky had cleared up sometime during the night, and stars twinkled in the dark night. The bright moon hung in the sky, illuminating all the darkness in the world...
After the bloody storm comes the sunshine, which is a good omen. The Holy King and Holy Queen's injuries should improve!
---Aside---
(*^__^*) Hehe... I'm going back to Qingyan tomorrow, lalala!
Chapter 190: Li Xue is Pregnant
Duke Mu's rebellion failed, and he was sentenced to be cut in half at the waist. On the day of the execution, the streets were deserted, and the execution ground was surrounded by layers of people. In the howling wind, Duke Mu and Consort Shu were cut in two, and blood flowed all over the ground.
The entire Mu family clan was exterminated, with no one spared, including the elderly, women, and children. This once-prosperous family, which had stood for centuries, was wiped out of the capital of Xiliang in the blink of an eye. The ministers, each with their own agendas, were terrified and dared not harbor any further dissent, and the capital of Xiliang returned to peace.
The sun was shining brightly, the sky was cloudless, and crystal-clear water droplets rolled back and forth on the leaves. The air in the suburban villa was very fresh.
Hidden among the holly bushes, Shen Lixue carried two bowls of medicine into the bedroom. It was a large master bedroom with two beds inside, where the Holy King and the Holy Queen lay respectively.
Their eyes were closed, their faces were pale, and their soft, shallow breaths rose and fell. Dongfang Heng sat in the middle, silently watching over the two of them.
"Heng, the medicine is ready!" Shen Lixue put down the tray and handed one of the bowls of medicine to Dongfang Heng.
Dongfang Heng stood before the Holy King's bedside, looking at his unconscious father, and softly called out, "Father, it's time to take your medicine!"
After the rebellion was quelled, the Emperor ordered all the imperial physicians to consult on the case of the Holy Prince and the Holy Princess. After a long period of time and trying every possible method, they finally saved their lives. The Holy Prince was more seriously injured than the Holy Princess, but he regained consciousness before her.
Both of them were seriously injured and needed care. They could no longer sleep in the same bed. The Holy King did not want the Holy Queen to leave his sight, so Dongfang Heng ordered that two soft beds be placed in the room so that they could share a room.
A very faint incense burns on a round table in the corner, which can help patients and the injured sleep well and recover from their injuries. Every time Shen Lixue brings medicine, she must wake up the Holy King first.
The Holy King's eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was tired but deep. With Dongfang Heng's gentle support, he slowly sat up and looked at the Holy King's Consort, who was sleeping unconscious on the other bed. A hint of sadness flashed in his sharp eyes: "Is Meng'er still not awake?"
"Mother was controlled by Li Shishi with drugs for five years. Although she was awake in the palace, there were still drugs in her body. The serious injury triggered the drug's effects and cleared those drugs before she was fully awake."
Shen Lixue scooped a small spoonful of medicine and held it to the Holy Princess's lips, carefully feeding her to drink it. A strand of brown medicine dripped down the corner of her mouth, and she hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief to wipe it clean.
The herbal decoction was specially prepared by the imperial physicians to clear the medicine from the Holy Princess's body. After drinking it for a few days, her complexion improved considerably. If she continues to drink it for a while longer, she should regain consciousness.