On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The dramatic turn of events at the prayer ceremony was like a boulder thrown into a deep pool, creating enormous waves within the Anzhou Imperial Palace.

After Murong Yan was urgently escorted back to her palace by Lin Zhen, her carefully maintained composure instantly collapsed.

Her face was as pale as paper, cold sweat kept seeping from her forehead, and her body felt chills in waves, while at other times she felt inexplicably hot.

The strange fragrance poison that invaded the body was far from a simple hallucinogen; it seemed to be an extremely insidious, chronic poison that could erode internal strength and the heart meridian!

“Uh…” Murong Yan curled up on the phoenix bed, her hands gripping the brocade quilt tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

The phoenix-adorned dress clung tightly to her trembling body, its original flowing dark gold radiance seemingly shrouded in a layer of gray mist.

The deep black Suzhou brocade absorbed the dim candlelight in the hall, but only reflected a sickly gloom. The woven gold cotton and real gold thread also lost their vitality, like the feathers of a dying phoenix, their luster dull.

On her nightgown, the pattern of the giant phoenix reaching for the sky twisted and contorted as her body writhed in pain, losing its majestic aura as if it had broken its wings and fallen into an abyss.

The black jade thumb ring on her left thumb also seemed to have lost its warmth and become cold.

The five-zhang-long Su brocade trailing tail was helplessly tangled and piled up on the bed. It no longer had the messy style that used to show off power, but a messy mess caused by the torment of illness, full of pain and struggle. In some places, she had even kicked it off the bed unconsciously, and it was covered with dust.

The softness of cotton doesn't bring comfort at this moment; instead, it feels like a heavy constraint.

"Yan'er! Hold on!" Lin Zhen's eyes were bloodshot.

He had already ordered the imperial physicians accompanying the army to be summoned immediately, and instructed "Night Owl" to do everything in his power to investigate the source of the incense poison and the antidote.

The imperial physician rushed over, and after taking the pulse, his expression changed drastically. He knelt down and said in a trembling voice, "The poison Your Majesty has been afflicted with is extremely strange! It seems to be made primarily from the exotic flower 'Nightmare of Illusion' from the Western Regions, supplemented with various other cold and potent poisons! This poison not only causes hallucinations but also erodes one's internal energy and damages the heart meridian! If a suitable antidote cannot be found within twelve hours, I fear your life may be in danger!"

"Useless!" Lin Zhen shouted sharply, but the panic in his heart surged like a tide!

Twelve hours!

Time is of the essence!

"Husband, you're cold, so cold." Murong Yan's consciousness was hazy, and she instinctively sought warmth from Lin Zhen, her voice weak and barely audible.

She was a strong woman her whole life; when had she ever shown such a vulnerable side?

This made Lin Zhen feel even more heartbroken.

"I'm here! Yan'er, I'm here!" Lin Zhen hugged her tightly, warming her with his body heat, while his mind raced.

Kim Soon-cheol!

It must be Kim Soon-cheol and that "Black Witch Village"!

Their goal wasn't just to embarrass Yan'er, but to take her life!

Just then, hurried footsteps and the sound of clashing weapons came from outside the hall!

A commander of the Imperial Guards, covered in blood, rushed in and urgently reported: "Your Highness! Something terrible has happened! The east and south gates of the palace have been attacked simultaneously by a large number of unidentified experts! Their martial arts style is bizarre, and they are fearless in the face of death. The guards have suffered heavy losses! It seems to be a diversionary tactic!"

A cold glint flashed in Lin Zhen's eyes!

As expected! It was a multi-pronged scheme!

First, use the incense poison to weaken or even eliminate Yan'er, then take advantage of the chaos to launch a strong attack on the palace!

What a vicious method!

Inside and outside the palace, shouts of battle rose and flames flickered.

Inside the hall, Murong Yan's breath grew weaker and weaker, and her body temperature fluctuated between hot and cold, clearly indicating that she had reached a critical point.

Lin Zhen faces the most difficult choice of his life: should he stay by his beloved wife's side, even though they might both end up being killed by the rebels? Or should he personally lead the battle to stabilize the situation, even though Yan'er might not survive until he returns?

Looking at the pained face of his beloved in his arms and feeling her life force slipping away, a resolute glint flashed in Lin Zhen's eyes!

He can't lose her!

no way!

"Shadow One!" Lin Zhen shouted into the void.

A figure in black, as elusive as a shadow, knelt silently before him; it was the leader of "Night Owl."

"Defend the imperial bedchamber at all costs! No one is to approach the bedchamber until I return! Violators will be killed without exception!" Lin Zhen's voice was as cold as iron, carrying an undeniable killing intent.

"Yes, sir!" Ying Yi accepted the order, and instantly, several dark figures disappeared into various corners of the hall like ghosts, exuding a chilling murderous aura.

Lin Zhen gently laid Murong Yan down and covered her with a brocade quilt.

He leaned down and planted a deep kiss on her cold lips, whispering, "Yan'er, wait for me. I will definitely come back with the antidote. You must hold on."

After saying that, he resolutely turned around!

The moment he turned around——

The action was filled with heart-wrenching determination and do-or-die courage!

The edge of the five-foot-long dark gold train, which was entangled and struggling on the phoenix bed and stained with Murong Yan's painful marks, was inadvertently moved by the hem of his robe!

As the skirt fluttered slightly, it revealed the "Golden Embroidery" lining, densely woven with gold thread, which seemed to be soaked in despair under the crisis of life and death, yet still stubbornly shone with a trace of golden life!

The pattern of a hundred phoenixes facing the sun burst forth with golden light, as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, yet refusing to be extinguished. The light was filled with resentment at the passing of life, fear of the departure of a loved one, and a faint survival instinct that still existed in the face of adversity. Noble and glorious, it appeared extremely fragile and tragic at this moment!

This fleeting glimpse was a true reflection of Murong Yan's life hanging by a thread.

Lin Zhen felt as if her heart was being torn apart, but she dared not turn back!

He drew his sword from his waist and dashed out of the bedchamber like a bolt of lightning!

Outside the palace, the battle raged fiercely.

The attackers were numerous and possessed uncanny martial arts skills. Despite the Imperial Guards' desperate resistance, they suffered repeated defeats.

Lin Zhen's appearance was like a pillar of stability!

His longsword was like a dragon, and wherever it passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere!

The anger and worry that had been building up in his heart were now transformed into the power of killing!

He must end the battle as soon as possible and find the antidote!

"Traitor, prepare to die!" Lin Zhen locked onto a black-clad man who appeared to be the leader, his sword flashing like a rainbow as he thrust straight forward!

The man in black was extremely skilled in martial arts and fought with Lin Zhen.

But Lin Zhen was determined to kill, and his moves were incredibly fierce. In just ten moves, he pierced through the opponent's heart with a single sword strike!

"Speak! Where is the antidote? Where is Kim Soon-cheol?" Lin Zhen stepped on the other person and demanded sharply.

The man in black grinned maliciously: "Antidote? Heh heh, without an antidote, the Black Witch Village's 'Seven-Day Soul-Severing Powder' is useless. The Empress is doomed, hahaha." His laughter abruptly stopped, and he bit into the poison and committed suicide.

Lin Zhen's heart sank!

Is there no cure?

Do not!impossible!

He frantically searched the battlefield for any possible clues.

Finally, a wooden plaque with a strange snake pattern was found on one of the captured attackers!

It's a token from the Black Witch Village!

"Shadow Seven!" Lin Zhen shouted. "Here!"

"Immediately take a squad of 'Night Owls' and, based on this item, raze Black Witch Village to the ground! Bring the village chief back alive! Be quick!" Lin Zhen tossed the wooden plaque to Ying Qi. He knew this was their only hope!

"Yes!" Shadow Seven accepted the order and, leading several skilled men, shot into the night like arrows.

Lin Zhen continued to mop up the remaining enemies, silently calculating the time in his mind. Every minute and every second felt like being fried in a pan of oil!

Inside the bedchamber, Murong Yan's breath grew weaker and weaker. The imperial physicians were helpless and could only use golden needles to barely keep her alive.

The phoenix-adorned dress seemed to gradually lose its luster as its owner's life force faded.

After an unknown amount of time, just when Lin Zhen was almost in despair, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came from afar!

Covered in blood, Shadow Seven carried a dying old man dressed in strange clothes as he rushed into the palace!

"Your Highness! The Black Witch Village has been destroyed! The village chief is here! He says he has the antidote!"