The Evil Emperor's Favorite: The Sickly and Poisonous Concubine Goes Crazy

As soon as she finished speaking, a loud bang exploded in the inner hall. Smoke filled the hall, and the people hiding in the shadow guards immediately scattered. Swords flew up and down, and many people fell to the ground in an instant.

There was a strange fragrance in the smoke. Su Jingning sensed something was wrong and quickly pulled Mu Xi back. He reminded the people in the hall in a clear voice, "There is something in the smoke. Cover your mouth and nose."

He quickly dodged and snatched the knife from the assassin beside him, killing him with one blow, then threw the knife quickly into the corner of the hall, knocking down a short arrow.

Several experts hiding in the dark in the hall suddenly appeared in front of Emperor Zhou and stopped several assassins who were about to kill Emperor Zhou.

The smoke gradually faded, and the people hiding in the dark gradually revealed their figures.

King Beiyang stood in front of Emperor Zhou. Seeing him finally show up, hatred appeared between his brows: "Dark Ghost, you are here as expected."

The man tore off the human skin mask on his face. There was not a single piece of healthy skin on his face under the mask. It seemed as if it had been burned by fire, and his original appearance could not be seen.

His cloudy eyes swept across Su Jingning, who had just shot down his arrow, and fell on Emperor Zhou.

"Sorry for the wait, Your Majesty, King Beiyang."

The hoarse voice was accompanied by a smile, and he slowly bowed to Emperor Zhou and King Beiyang. His cloudy eyes were filled with a strong murderous intent.

There were dozens of assassins standing behind him, and no one knew when they had hidden among the palace shadow guards.

Emperor Zhou looked at him coldly, his dignity still intact:

"The Shen family has fallen, and the soldiers hidden by the Queen Mother in the suburbs of Beijing have all been killed by me. It just so happens that you are the only one left now."

He paused, then smiled: "You are the Queen Mother's most loyal slave. I will give your head to the Queen Mother as a gift."

"Now that you have appeared, I will no longer act. The Queen Mother was not rescued by the rebels and is still being held in the Zen temple by me."

The dark ghost's eyes darkened, and he glanced at the incense stick in the hall. His voice was cold and motionless: "Then please live through tonight, Your Majesty."

At An Gui's command, the assassins behind him rushed forward with sharp, ruthless and merciless methods. Five of them formed a formation with strange figures, with An Gui as the center of the formation. They cooperated with each other to set up a formation in the hall, making it impossible for the guards in the palace to get close to them. They actually tore a hole in the formation in an instant and entangled the court master in front of Emperor Zhou.

Seeing this, Mu Xi swung her sword to split the assassins who attacked her, and quickly blocked in front of Emperor Zhou. She was a disciple of Mo Linyuan Wu Men, and these assassins were no match for her.

She went straight to the dark ghost, but was knocked back a few steps by the dark ghost's palm. The severe pain of the broken tendons made her spit out blood, and her expression changed. When did her internal force disappear?

King Beiyang protected Emperor Zhou and blocked a knife for Mu Xi who was standing beside him. When he wanted to attack the dark ghost again, he found that he could no longer use his internal energy.

Su Jingning noticed something strange about everyone in the hall. As expected, she was right. The dark ghost had drugged the hall, otherwise he would not dare to act rashly.

The people in the hall lost their internal strength, and soon they were injured due to the restrictions of the formation. The formation set up by the killers was like a giant object that could only enter but not exit, dragging the masters in the hall in one by one and strangling them.

She had to find a way to break through the formation. Her eyes were cold and calm as she quickly scanned the strange formation. She had never seen this formation before. The dark ghost was the center of the formation. It was difficult for her to break it in one blow. She could only do it bit by bit.

Her face turned stern, and she said to Mu Xiling in the hall: "Axi, shoot the sleeve arrow at the Kan position and break the left wing."

He then pulled out the knife that had stabbed into the corpse nearby and attacked the Qian position of the formation.

When Mu Xi heard her voice, she supported the sword in her hand and quickly looked at the airtight formation. She raised the sleeve arrow given to her by Su Jingning and shot it at the left wing of the formation.

The people in the formation were unable to dodge and were shot by arrows and fell to the ground, thus a hole was broken in the tightly defended formation.

She turned her head and looked at the figure in the formation who was wearing a blue dress and had a light and graceful posture. Her eyes lit up and she felt relieved.

Prince Beiyang had just blocked an attack for Emperor Zhou, and when he turned around and saw Su Jingning in the formation, his heart suddenly tightened.

Where is Aunt Tan? Didn't I ask her to protect this girl? If something happens to her, how will I explain to Yan An and the Zhenguo Mansion?

When King Beiyang saw the sword was about to stab Su Jingning, his heart rose to his throat, but he saw her chop the person with a single blow, causing blood to gush out, and then she pushed the body away without changing her expression.

He has been hiding his wife a little too well, but now that he sees her, this dashing figure is a better match for Yan'an!

Emperor Zhou saw that the formation in the hall was quickly broken and the figure was so fast that he could not see clearly. There was a bit of doubt in his eyes. He was afraid that even the masters in his palace could not match this skill.

The formation was half broken, and its power was weakened by half. The dark ghost's cloudy eyes swept over Su Jingning, and his eyes turned cold.

She actually used Mo Linyuan's martial arts. Why had she never heard of such a person as Mo Linyuan?

The dark ghost looked at Emperor Zhou with cold eyes. There was no time to delay. Emperor Zhou must die today.

He leaned out of the formation, and the huge sword in his hand met the King of Beiyang who was standing in the front. King Beiyang had no internal strength left, and was shocked and took a few steps back, forcing out a mouthful of blood.

There was a hint of mockery in the Dark Ghost's eyes: "King Beiyang, you were poisoned by Liushang, but not only did you not die, you were also able to withstand my full-strength attack even though you had no internal energy left. You are indeed the best of your generation."

"It's a pity that both you and he will die here today."

He looked towards Emperor Zhou with a provocative expression, no longer respectful.

Beiyang Dynasty spit out a mouthful of blood foam, his eyebrows and eyes were still sharp and decisive, and there was obvious hatred in his eyes:

"An Gui, I have saved your life for twenty years. Today is your turn to go to hell!"

Back then, An Gui had poisoned A Yao with Liushang, causing her body to become weak and die in childbirth. A Yao had been dead for twenty years, and he had also endured this hatred for twenty years.

Over the years, he and His Majesty had gradually separated the Queen Mother from the dynasty, and had come to this day with difficulty step by step. Now, all of this was about to end, so today, even if it cost him his life, he would kill the Dark Ghost with his sword and avenge A Yao.

He picked up the sword and fought with the dark ghost again.

On the other side of the hall, Su Jingning quickly withdrew from the formation. Seeing King Beiyang who was already entangled with the dark ghost, his eyes darkened for a moment.

She turned around and retreated behind the Imperial Guard. She took out a red pill from the sachet at her waist and crushed it. She took the bow and arrow from the Imperial Guard and smeared the powder on the arrow.

Then he raised the arrow, slowly aimed at the dark ghost in the hall, and slowly pulled the bow to its full length.

The sharp sword pierced the air, echoing in the hall.

It passed through the dark ghost's neck and shot into the stone pillar in the hall.

Dark Ghost quickly distanced himself from King Beiyang and retreated a few steps.

He turned to look at Su Jingning, chuckled, and ignored her: "Little girl, your archery skills are much worse than your grandfather's."

She is from the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, and she is the archer of the Su family. However, her archery skills are far inferior to those of the old Duke who fought with the previous emperor to conquer the world.

Su Jingning saw the cut on his neck caused by the sharp arrow, and smiled gently. He looked modest and polite, and said in a clear and gentle voice: "My archery skills are indeed not as good as my grandfather's, but this arrow does not require the Su family's archery skills."

The dark ghost sensed something was wrong and raised his hand to cover his neck. The arrow was mixed with poison.

Su Jingning smiled slightly: "Excuse me, I just happen to have a portion of the medicine for strengthening the inner strength."

King Beiyang took the opportunity to balance the sword in his hand, leaned forward, and the sword blade cut a bloody hole in the dark ghost's abdomen.

An Gui covered his wound and retreated two steps in panic. However, the court masters beside King Beiyang were pressing him step by step. He had no time to respond and soon fell into a disadvantage. He suffered several more wounds, and his right arm was cut off by a sword, and blood gushed out.

He covered his wound and looked up at King Beiyang. He saw blood at the corner of his mouth and his face gradually turned pale. There was a sinister smile in his eyes, which brought out the horrific scars on his face. It was very uncomfortable to look at. He turned his eyes and swept across the hall. The formation was broken and his men were quickly captured by the imperial guards.

Finally, he raised his head and looked at Emperor Zhou. He had made all preparations to enter the palace today. Even if he died today, as long as the defense map of the southern border was leaked, the southern border of the Great Zhou would be in chaos.

He didn't disobey the Queen's instructions.

“If I die today, within three days, the southern border of the Great Zhou will be in chaos! Your Majesty has been planning for half his life, and fighting with the Queen for half his life, but he cannot protect his wife, his friends, and his subjects. In the end, the Mu royal family will eventually be defeated by the Queen! Hahahahahahaha——” His voice was hoarse and terrifying, and his expression was crazy, which made the people around him stop their actions for a moment.

King Beiyang looked at An Gui who had barely stood up, his eyes bloodshot and his body filled with horrifying hatred that had been pent up for twenty years. With a loud shout, he used all his strength, flashed his body, and pierced the sharp sword straight into An Gui's left chest, piercing through his body and pinning him to the carved column behind him. After struggling for a while, he lowered his head and fell silent.

As soon as An Gui died, King Beiyang, who had been holding on to his body with hatred, suddenly lost his strength, took a few steps back, vomited a mouthful of black blood, and used the sword in his hand to steady his body and not fall down.

When Emperor Zhou saw him vomiting blood, his expression, which had not changed at all even when facing the assassin who had just hid in the palace, suddenly changed. He lost his imperial dignity, and his eyes were filled with panic. He shouted sternly:

"Someone, the imperial physician! Send for the imperial physician!"

He walked quickly to the side of King Beiyang: "Aye, how are you?"

Prince Beiyang endured the severe pain of his internal organs being shattered, looked at the anxious Emperor Zhou, and forced a smile:

"Don't worry, your majesty. It's all right."

When Su Jingning saw King Beiyang fall, he quickly walked to his side, half-knelt in front of him, with anxiety in his calm eyes.

"Father, let me take a look for you."

King Beiyang knew that he might not be able to hold on any longer. Seeing that the usually calm child had anxious eyes, he wanted to comfort her, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier:

"It's okay, no rush..."

As he was speaking, he closed his eyes and fainted.

Su Jingning's expression became serious and he quickly felt the pulse of King Beiyang, but his face became increasingly ugly.

She said to Aunt Tan behind her urgently, "Aunt Tan, please go back to the mansion for me and ask Yun Ya to take the medicine in my white jade box and send it to the palace. As soon as possible!"

Seeing Prince Beiyang's increasingly pallid face, Tan Gu knew she could not delay any longer, so she quickly agreed and followed the guards out of the palace.

Soon the imperial physician came in and Prince Beiyang was sent to the side hall.

Emperor Zhou was waiting on one side, and from time to time he looked at the pale-faced Prince Beiyang lying on the bed, his eyes filled with anxiety.

"how?"

The head of the Imperial Hospital came out after taking the emperor's pulse and knelt down before the Emperor Zhou:

"Your Majesty, the old prince's pulse is as urgent as a string and as hard as a stone. It is a pulse without a root. The condition is critical. This old minister is helpless."

Emperor Zhou's face turned cold, and he shouted, "The condition is critical. He was fine just now, how come he is now in critical condition? Bring me the best medicine in the Imperial Hospital! Shengfu! Go! Find me the best doctor!"

The emperor's wrath frightened the people in the hall so much that they trembled on the ground, broke out in cold sweats, and dared not utter a word.

The head of the Imperial Hospital was so frightened that he bowed his head and turned back, and quickly sent his apprentice to get the best medicine to keep King Beiyang alive.

Su Jingning was waiting outside the palace and bandaged Mu Xi's wound when he heard the furious voice of Emperor Zhou coming from inside.

Mu Xi's hands trembled with fear. She had only seen the old prince vomiting blood, and had no idea what had happened. She looked up at Su Jingning and asked cautiously, "Jingning, how is the old prince...?"

Su Jingning paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Father won't survive these two days."

Mu Xi didn't know that King Beiyang was poisoned. He just thought that he was injured in the fight just now, and his face was full of disbelief.

"How is that possible? The old prince has always been in good health!"

"Father was poisoned by Liushang and was cured a year ago, but the poison had already penetrated into his bones. He has been holding on until today." Su Jingning explained to her in a low voice, with worry in his eyes.

A Yan hasn't returned to the capital yet, and she's worried that Prince Beiyang won't be able to wait until A Yan comes back.

Soon, Yun Ya entered the hall with the medicine.

"Miss, the medicine is here."

Su Jingning took the medicine, walked quickly to the side hall, and handed it to the medical officer inside:

"This is the White Jade Dragon Soul Pill. Give it to the Dean. It should be of some use."

The medical officer took the medicine and quickly handed it to the head of the Imperial Hospital.

"Master, this is the White Jade Dragon Soul Pill that the Beiyang Prince's wife gave me. I wonder if it's useful?"

When the dean heard the word "White Jade Dragon Soul Pill", he thought he had heard it wrong. He reached out to take the brocade box, opened it and saw the pill inside.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the elixir he had seen many years ago. This White Jade Dragon Soul Pill was made from the peerless precious herb Dragon Soul Grass. It could extend the life of a dying person for five days, so it was also called the Five-Day Life-Extending Pill.

The only person in this world who knows the technique of refining the White Jade Dragon Soul Pill is the master who lives in seclusion in Cangwu Prefecture. He was fortunate enough to have met that man when he was young and asked his master for this medicine.

“It works! It works!”

The head of the Imperial Hospital looked overjoyed. He carefully took out the pill and cut it into two with a knife. He fed one portion to King Beiyang and personally boiled the other portion. It would take half an hour before he could feed it to King Beiyang.

After feeding him this pill, King Beiyang could survive for five days. Within these five days, perhaps we could find a way to prolong King Beiyang's life.

Seeing King Beiyang's breathing gradually stabilize, Emperor Zhou's expression gradually relaxed, but he still frowned. He sat in front of the unconscious King Beiyang with his head lowered, and said nothing.

Outside the hall, Su Jingning brought the medicine in and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the situation inside was stable.

The White Jade Dragon Soul Pill given by the master can extend the life of a dying person by five days.

Five days, I hope I can hold on until A Yan returns to Beijing.

"Take my seal and send messages to the people in the Hidden Pavilions in various places. No matter what, get the message to the prince and ask him to return to the capital within five days!"

Su Jingning gave instructions to Yun Ya in a calm voice.

Yun Ya responded in a low voice and quickly retreated.

Su Jingning looked back at the inner hall, his eyes filled with even more worry.