The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

Zhang was about to fight back when suddenly, a groan of severe pain broke the tense atmosphere.

An assassin with a wound in the abdomen woke up in pain, looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyes were fixed on the emperor not far away. He then struggled to his feet, grabbed the long knife beside him, and used up his last bit of strength to sprint madly in the direction of Yu.

"Mother, be careful!" Zheng Yiyang exclaimed, trying to remind her.

Yu turned around suddenly and instinctively pushed Zhang beside her forward, trying to use this as a buffer.

Everyone watched with bated breath, only to see that the blade was only inches away from Zhang's nose, but it seemed to have hit an invisible barrier and was bounced away in an instant.

With a dull thud, the assassin flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell to the ground.

Inside the hall, although the air seemed to be so solidified that not even a speck of dust was willing to fly, the bright red liquid mercilessly bloomed on the smooth ground, splashing shocking blood flowers.

His breath had already weakened extremely. This blow seemed to be fate's final judgment on him, causing his eyes, which were full of fighting spirit, to droop unwillingly.

Silence, deathly silence.

In the entire hall, time seemed to freeze at this moment, with only the sound of heavy breathing coming one after another.

Everyone's eyes moved around, and on one side was Zhang, who was unharmed and had a complicated expression.

On the other side is an assassin with no aura and a confusing identity. The sharp contrast between the two makes everyone present fall into deep confusion. Such a dramatic reversal, what absurd plot of the assassination drama is this?

Someone in the crowd finally realized what was going on, and said in disbelief, "That legendary life-saving bracelet... actually exists..."

“Capable of withstanding twelve fatal dangers…” another person spoke up, his words filled with shock and awe.

Zhang broke free from her initial fear and her emotions were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, instantly spinning out of control.

She turned around abruptly and slapped Yu in the face with a loud slap, accompanied by an angry rebuke: "You evil woman with a venomous heart! It's not enough that my daughter-in-law was hurt, you actually want to kill me!"

Yu had never expected this sudden change and was so hasty that she had no time to react.

In fact, as a noble lady, Zhang was as physically competent as her, and the two were evenly matched.

But Zhang's surprise attack gave her the upper hand. Even though Yu wanted to resist, every time she tried to fight back, she seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, and her hands were bounced back by a strange force.

As a result, she not only had to endure Zhang's violent attacks, but also had to face the invisible harm brought by the mysterious power. Under attack from both sides, Yu let out a painful howl, and finally could not bear it and fainted to the ground.

Witnessing this series of events, Prime Minister Pei and Pei Yu both had livid faces and watched coldly. It was not until Yu fell that they slowly stepped forward.

"Okay, okay, anger is harmful to your health..." Prime Minister Pei tried to comfort her, but there was no emotion in his voice.

Then, he turned to the Duke, his face as gloomy as water: "Duke, I will remember what happened today and will repay you one day."

This promise, which contained an implicit warning, left the Duke speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Zheng Yiyang once again felt Pei Yu's gaze as cold as a knife. He could only choose to remain silent, his whole body tense.

The originally magnificent and solemn palace banquet turned into chaos due to this sudden incident.

The careers of Minister Sheng and the Duke were also filled with uncertainty because of this incident.

If the connection between Sheng Ruijiao and the assassin cannot be clarified, both families will be in danger.

As for Sheng Junwei, who was in a "comatose" state, she was completely unaware of the turmoil in the outside world.

She lay quietly in bed for two days, and finally woke up on a sunny afternoon.

His eyelids trembled slightly, and when he opened them, he saw three worried faces. Their lowered eyes were full of concern and expectation.

Sheng Junwei was stunned and didn't know how to respond to this sudden concern for a moment.

"Weier, you finally woke up!" Zhang's voice was full of anxiety and heartache. She wanted to hug her daughter in her arms, but was afraid to touch the scars on her body, so she had to hold her hand tightly with trembling hands.

Sheng Junwei felt the wet and warm touch on the back of her hand, reaching the softest part of her heart.

She pursed her lips gently, trying to suppress the emotions surging in her heart, and replied calmly: "Mom, I'm fine."

"How can you be alright!" Zhang's eyes suddenly turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, "The villain's sword was poisoned, the imperial physician said that the poison could kill a person quickly once it came into contact with blood. If you hadn't been treated in time in the palace, I'm afraid even if all the imperial hospitals came out, they wouldn't be able to save you."

Sheng Junwei listened quietly, secretly expecting her mother to mention some key information, but although Zhang talked incessantly, she never touched on the doubts in her heart.

This couldn't help but surprise her, but considering her own situation, she wisely chose to remain silent and pretend that she knew nothing.

Pei Yu, who had not left for two days, had a slightly messy beard and a tired dark blue around his eyes. "Mother, I have sent someone to ask the imperial physician to come for a follow-up visit. Jun Wei has just woken up and is still very weak. If there is anything important, it will not be too late to discuss it after she recovers."

Prime Minister Pei echoed: "Indeed, after the imperial physician has completed a thorough examination, we must ensure that Wei'er can get enough rest. This is the top priority at the moment."

"Oh, my memory is so bad! I am getting old and confused!"

Zhang patted her forehead lightly, her eyes full of regret and distress, "Wei'er, my child, you just lie down quietly first, don't bother talking or moving around randomly, it won't be too late to talk about everything after you recover from your injuries."

Sheng Junwei felt mixed emotions when she heard this.

Did her intuition betray her, or were the medical skills of the imperial physicians in the deep palace far inferior to what was said in the outside world?

How could they ignore the severe blow she suffered to her female dignity and future - a wound that went straight to the root of fertility and deprived her of the right to become a mother?

Just as my thoughts were in turmoil, the imperial physician walked into the room with steady steps.

After a careful pulse diagnosis, the imperial physician spoke slowly, with a hint of barely perceptible hesitation in his words: "Mrs. Pei is indeed very lucky. She has safely passed the critical period. She only needs to rest and regulate her breathing. Over time, most of her functions will be restored to their original state. However..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang interrupted him anxiously: "Doctor Wang has worked so hard, it is not easy. After Wei'er recovers, the mansion will invite you to visit frequently to express our gratitude to the Sheng family."

Sheng Junwei narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Doctor Wang, is there anything else you haven't said about my physical condition?"

Everyone in the Sheng family looked nervous. Prime Minister Pei gave them a light glance, and although he appeared calm on the surface, it was enough to make Imperial Physician Wang sit up straight in an instant, not daring to be negligent.