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The worry on the empress dowager's face had not yet dissipated. While she was hesitating, the emperor heard the news after retiring from court and hurried to the hall.

The emperor hurriedly stepped into the hall and caught Sheng Junwei's words that seemed to be evasive. His brows knitted unconsciously, and his eyes revealed some doubts: "What is the reason for this? Is there any minister who dares to make excuses in the court?"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Junwei explained in detail what she had just said to the Queen Mother, and finally emphasized, "Unless Your Majesty can guarantee with the Queen Mother that you will not blame me for my actions today, I will dare to take the risk. Otherwise, I would rather ask to be imprisoned to show my loyalty and respect."

The Queen Mother's face was filled with astonishment and shock, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her head, and her mind was shaken! In her eyes, this was not only a challenge, but also an unprecedented insult.

How dare a fifth-rank official who was promoted by the emperor's special gift be so presumptuous in front of her, the current empress dowager? This transgression made her furious and she was on the verge of losing control.

"Sheng Junwei, do you think that just because you helped me that time, I will show mercy to you?"

There is unquestionable majesty in his words.

Sheng Junwei's face was calm, like a bamboo that had not heard of the wind and rain: "Your Majesty, you are wrong. I have never had such thoughts."

The Queen Mother felt slightly relieved, but Sheng Junwei unexpectedly changed the subject: "The last time I took action, it was purely to obey your Majesty's will. Everything I did was closely related to your Majesty's orders, and had nothing to do with you, the Queen Mother. You should not confuse the two."

These words were like a sharp blade, leaving the Queen Mother with no reason to refute. She could only remain silent, and the turmoil in her heart turned into indescribable anger and frustration.

Inside the hall, the emperor felt a headache and tried to ease the atmosphere: "Mr. Sheng, please leave it at that for now."

The emperor turned to the empress dowager and said, "Mother, although Sheng Qing's words are blunt, she has always been honest. Since she has made it clear that the cure cannot be guaranteed, it would be unreasonable for us to force her to do so."

The Queen Mother's dissatisfaction was not reduced in the slightest.

Seeing this, the emperor continued to persuade: "Mother, you might as well think about the current situation of Prince Jingxuan."

When Prince Jingxuan was mentioned, the Queen Mother's expression instantly became solemn.

Since that unfortunate incident, King Jingxuan has lost all functions below the waist. He is no longer as handsome as he once was, and is now just a shell of himself.

Although he had some inconveniences in the past, at least he could maintain his dignity in front of others. But now, the injuries on his waist and hips have seriously worsened. In order to remove the sawdust in his body, the imperial doctors made the already shocking wounds even more miserable. Every time they treated him, it seemed as if they were carving pain anew on his flesh and blood.

Now, his body below the waist is almost a bloody mess. Fearing that the fragments would cause infection if not cleaned up thoroughly, the imperial doctors dare not even let the wound heal completely. Every minute and every second is a torment worse than death.

Even the most basic physiological needs have become an unattainable luxury for him. Urination is like dancing on the edge of a knife, and defecation is even more painful, as if his soul is being torn apart.

However, within just a few days, he had become haggard, and his former glory had long gone with the wind.

What the Queen Mother feared was not the fall of his status, but that the fire of his life might be extinguished at any time. She was even more afraid that he would fall into a sea of ​​suffering and suffer endlessly.

Finally, the Queen Mother closed her eyes and hardened her heart: "Forget it, just go ahead and do what you want. No matter what the result is, I will never blame you."

Sheng Junwei's heart tightened and she almost asked, what if the person is not cured?

Stepping into Prince Jingxuan's bedroom again, even though she was fully prepared mentally, Sheng Junwei was still shocked by the scene before her.

The man who was once elegant and noble is now pale and emaciated, exuding an ominous aura, just like those evil cultivators who have gone astray.

Although there were various kinds of incense in the bedroom, trying to cover up the lingering stench and strong herbal smell, it was in vain and only made the air seem more depressing and heavy.

Sheng Junwei approached the bed cautiously, and King Jingxuan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes as if with telepathy, his eyes full of madness and hatred.

When he saw that it was her, King Jingxuan seemed to go crazy and roared, "It's you! It's you who caused me to this point!"

Facing his loss of control, Sheng Junwei seemed unusually calm: "Your Majesty, please try to stay calm and cheerful. This will be very helpful for treatment."

After these words were spoken, not only was King Jingxuan speechless for a moment, but even the palace servants in the room looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing how to respond.

Such words sound beyond common sense and difficult to accept.

How could the prince be expected to be happy in such a state? Unless he saw some incredible miracle.

Facing the eyes of King Jingxuan that were wide open due to anger, Sheng Junwei did not realize that there was anything wrong with her words and actions. Instead, she asked in a calm and slightly puzzled tone: "Prince, what's wrong with you? Is there something that makes you unhappy?"

Her voice was gentle, but like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, causing the air around her to seem to fluctuate.

King Jingxuan clenched his teeth so tightly that one could seem to hear the sound of grinding between each of his teeth. If it were any other time, he would have scolded back without mercy, but at this moment, even speaking seemed extremely difficult.

Is this even a question? It's obviously nonsense!

Sheng Junwei didn't want to dwell on this matter any longer. She was concerned about the urgent affairs of Caonan Village and was eager to set off, so she didn't say anything more, but quickly took out a talisman containing powerful healing power from her sleeve.

The seemingly ordinary talisman paper turned into delicate green light when she touched it with her fingertips, like tender leaves blooming in spring, gently falling on King Jingxuan's body.

In an instant, although everyone could only see that King Jingxuan's face gradually regained some redness, Sheng Junwei's keen perception showed that the body under the quilt was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The originally festered skin healed rapidly at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. The sawdust that had originally mixed into the body seemed to be catalyzed by a magical force and transformed into a source of nourishment for life, quietly merging into his bones and blood without leaving any scars or side effects.

The green light slowly dissipated, and Sheng Junwei said calmly: "It's done."

A long-lost look of joy finally appeared on King Jingxuan's face. He clearly remembered that after Sheng Junwei's treatment last time, he was able to move freely almost immediately.

He tried to get up with hope, but found that his body was still unusually heavy. His face suddenly became as gloomy as a dark cloud: "How dare you play tricks on me!"

His voice was filled with disbelief and anger.