The besties traveled through the book together, and the prince and general became abandoned husbands

Chapter 342 Half a Month to Live

“Miss Xu, we don’t know when the Regent of Tianqi and the others will return, so you should rest for a while.

Don't worry, we will guard the entire house and not let anyone get close."

The place where they live now is Jun Xiaochen’s private property in the suburbs of the imperial capital.

As soon as Jun Xiaochen left, Xu Junjun waited for news at home, feeling uneasy.

Seeing that she had been waiting without taking a break, Chen Liu tried to persuade her.

Xu Junjun shook her head:

"I can't sleep. Except for the guards, everyone else should go to bed as soon as possible."

Chen Liu and his companions traveled all the way and were extremely tired when they arrived here.

Chen Liu had asked the brothers who did not need to keep watch to go down and rest, but he himself stayed by Xu Junjun's side all night.

"Yes, Ms. Xu.

In addition, I have sent people to contact the informant in the imperial capital, and we will be able to get the exact information about Emperor Tianqi tonight.

I will come and report as soon as the news comes back."

Xu Junjun nodded:

"I understand, go and do your work."

Chen Liu bowed and retreated. Xu Junjun stood by the window, looking at the dark sky, clenching her fingertips.

That night, Xu Junjun did not sleep at all.

Chen Liu reported back that Emperor Tianqi had not recovered from the poisoning and was in a deep coma. He was currently being controlled by the Empress Dowager, who did not allow any ministers to visit him.

This piece of news was almost the same as the one Jun Xiaochen had received. Xu Junjun had a plan in mind. As soon as it was light, he asked Chen Liu and others to buy herbs for him and make pills.

In a blink of an eye, nine hours had passed since Jun Xiaochen left.

Xu Junjun refined the simplest detoxification pill and also refined several simple poisons. Wei Dong, dressed in black and covered in blood, came in person to take her into the city.

Weidong was injured, and Xu Junjun threw a bottle of medicine to him. Weidong raised his hand to hold it and nodded in thanks:

“Thank you, Miss Xu.

The wounds on my subordinates may look scary, but they are actually just flesh wounds."

Xu Junjun was walking in front and glanced at him when he heard this:

"Your brain isn't damaged, is it?

"Should we just ignore the flesh wounds?"

Wei Dong scratched his head and said embarrassedly:

"I'm used to getting injured every day. This is just a minor injury, so I feel it's not worth wasting Miss Xu's medicine."

Xu Junjun rolled her eyes:

“Cut the nonsense.

Where is Jun Xiaochen?

Is he still in the palace?

Was he injured last night?"

Speaking of Jun Xiaochen, Wei Dong became excited:

"Don't worry, Miss Xu, those bastards can't hurt the master.

The reason why the master did not come in person was because the emperor was in the palace.

The master doesn't trust those people in the palace, and as soon as he stabilized the situation, he sent his subordinates to take you into the palace."

Xu Junjun frowned and quickened her pace:

"Have you seen the little emperor?

Has he really been in a coma?"

Weidong's face looked grim:

"When my master and I entered the palace to see the Emperor, he was unconscious and had no eunuchs or maids to serve him. The Empress Dowager must have intended to let the Emperor die from the poison so that she could take control of the court."

Xu Junjun was angry and shocked:

"Your Queen Mother Tianqi is simply a careerist.

He spends all day thinking about killing people and becoming emperor himself.

Does she think that if she kills the little emperor, you court officials of Tianqi will obey her and serve her as your master?

Does she really think she is Wu Zetian?"

This Black Widow is cruel and ruthless, and has killed at least eight hundred people. If Apocalypse is really controlled by such a greedy woman, I'm afraid the country will be destroyed soon.

Chen Liu is a member of the Great Saint Qilin Guard, and they cannot interfere in the affairs of the Tianqi government openly.

Xu Junjun asked them to return to the Regent's Palace first, and she followed Wei Dong into the palace.

The palace was under martial law all the way, and even though Wei Dong was personally escorting them, Xu Junjun and the others had to undergo several rounds of interrogation.

When Xu Junjun arrived at the emperor's bedroom, the palace was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Xu Junjun glanced around the hall. Four or five imperial doctors were kneeling in the hall, trembling. Beside them, a headless corpse lay on the ground, blood soaking the carpet under their feet. Xu Junjun paused and his stomach churned.

"Clean up."

When Xu Junjun stepped into the hall, Jun Xiaochen's expression changed slightly.

Putting away the long sword that was still dripping with blood, Jun Xiaochen stepped forward, held Xu Junjun's cold little hand, led her back, and tightened his long fingers to give her silent comfort.

Xu Junjun closed her eyes, forced herself not to look at the horrifying corpse, followed Jun Xiaochen's footsteps, and quickly came to the dragon bed.

Wei Dong moved swiftly, dragging the headless corpse out, and then sent someone to take away the bloody head that had rolled to the corner of the hall. Several imperial doctors were so shocked that they almost fainted.

Jun Xiaochen ignored the other people in the hall and led Xu Junjun to sit beside the dragon bed. He placed his big hand on her shoulder and his eyes darkened.

"Jun'er, please take a look for the emperor."

Jun Xiaochen had just killed an imperial physician with a sword, and the smell of blood was strong on his body. Xu Junjun looked at the blurred color on his black robe and suppressed the corner of his mouth almost imperceptibly.

She felt a little unwell.

No matter how long she lives here, she cannot ignore any human life.

Turning to look at the little emperor with his eyes closed on the dragon bed, Xu Junjun's discomfort turned into anger and pity.

The change of imperial power was much more cruel than she had imagined.

After calming down the churning and stabbing pain in her heart, Xu Junjun reached out to feel the little emperor's pulse.

But just as he felt the pulse, Xu Junjun's expression changed and he suddenly looked up at Jun Xiaochen.

Jun Xiaochen's face darkened, and he glanced at the other imperial doctors in the room and scolded them coldly:

"Everyone, get out of here!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Several imperial doctors crawled away from here, fearing that if they walked too slowly, they would be beheaded by the Regent with a sword.

"Jun'er?"

Jun Xiaochen glanced at the little emperor lying on the dragon bed, his face pale, and looked at Xu Junjun with hope in his eyes:

"Is there any way to revive him?"

Xu Junjun felt heavy in his heart:

“You can use pills and acupuncture to stimulate him to wake up.

But this time, the toxins in his body have completely destroyed him. Even if he wakes up, he won't live more than half a month."

Xu Junjun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, feeling angry and hateful:

"Where's the Black Widow!

Where did you keep her?!"

The child he had pulled back from the brink of death was brutally abused by that crazy woman. Xu Junjun could not get rid of the hatred in his heart unless he made that crazy woman pay with her own life!

"The king has had her imprisoned in the harem."

Jun Xiaochen's eyes were filled with murderous intent:

"Don't worry, this time, I will kill her!"

Now, both of them regret it very much.

If they had known that the woman was so crazy and reckless, they should have killed her even if it meant facing criticism from court officials.

Now, the little emperor is dying, the Tianqi government is about to be in turmoil again, and Jun Xiaochen's murderous intention towards the empress dowager has reached its peak.

Xu Junjun trusted Jun Xiaochen, so she took out a pen and paper and wrote down a prescription. She ordered Weidong to prepare the medicine and boil it before sending it to the palace. She also ordered someone to prepare silver needles.

The medicine was delivered, and Xu Junjun asked Jun Xiaochen to give it to the little emperor. An hour after the little emperor drank the medicine, acupuncture began.

Acupuncture is a profound art, with varying degrees of depth and timing. After half an hour, Xu Junjun's back was soaked as she held the silver needle, and even the tip of her nose was soaked with sweat.

Jun Xiaochen wiped the sweat off her face, his eyes focused and cold. After Xu Junjun finished the last injection, he immediately supported Xu Junjun and took her to a soft couch on the side to rest.

"I'm fine, the little emperor will be awake in about an incense stick of time.

Think of what you want to ask, and wait until he wakes up before asking him, otherwise he'll fall asleep again in less than half an hour."

Jun Xiaochen nodded and ordered someone to bring a hot towel to wipe Xu Junjun's forehead and fingers.

The hall was quiet for a while. Half an hour later, the young man on the dragon bed opened his eyes tremblingly.