On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Lin Zhen was sweating profusely from the pain, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and he could no longer concentrate.

Chu Xiling just looked at Lin Zhen, showing no intention of showing any mercy.

"Let me ask you, what exactly do you want from the State of Chu?"

"..."

"Heh." Chu Xiling looked at Lin Zhen's stubborn expression and sneered, "You won't tell me, right? Then I'll make you feel extremely happy!"

"Forehead......"

Lin Zhen was like a criminal in a drug rehabilitation center. Finally, he couldn't control himself and started rolling on the ground again.

"what!!"

But no matter how painful it was, he just wouldn't say it!

"You...don't even think about...getting any benefit from... me..."

"Lin Zhen! Speak out! As long as you speak out, the pain will be gone!"

"what!!!!"

The huge scream attracted many guards. When they saw Lin Zhen rolling on the ground, scared to death, they rushed in immediately!

“Prince!!”

"Prince, what's wrong with you!?"

"what!!!!!"

Even the guard with amazing arm strength was unable to control Lin Zhen, who was in unbearable pain at the moment.

Finally, Lin Zhen stretched out his hand and pointed at Chu Xiling.

The guards immediately glared in anger, and some even drew their swords.

"Chu Xiling! Was it you who did this?!"

"You dare to harm the prince? You're seeking death!!"

Chu Xiling was not afraid at all.

"Lin Zhen! If I die, you won't be able to live either!"

The guards panicked immediately after hearing this.

What should I do?

You can neither kill him nor save him.

Are we just going to watch the prince rolling on the ground?

At this moment, a guard finally reacted and shouted, "Go find the imperial physician and report to His Majesty!"

"Yes!!"

The guards ran out immediately, but at this moment, Lin Zhen could no longer hold on, his eyes turned black, and he fainted.

Upon seeing this, the guards immediately called in more people, arrested Chu Xiling, and took her to the back hall.

......

The afterglow of dusk was like shattered golden gauze, shining through the carved window lattices and onto the extremely luxurious dragon bed in Murong Yan's bedroom.

Lying on the couch, Lin Zhen's face was as pale as paper, with fine beads of sweat constantly oozing from his forehead. His body was shaking violently from time to time, as if he had fallen into an abyss of endless nightmare pain.

He was once full of vigor and vitality, but now he has been tortured by this mysterious poison to the point that he is unrecognizable, unconscious, and his life is hanging by a thread.

Inside the bedroom, a group of imperial physicians gathered around the dragon bed trembling with fear, their foreheads covered with sweat, their fingers resting on Lin Zhen's wrists, not daring to move for half a day.

After a long moment, the leading old doctor withdrew his hand tremblingly, his voice filled with fear and confusion, "Your Majesty, I am incompetent. The prince's pulse is steady and strong, with only some weakness in his kidney water, and no signs of disorder. Yet, he remains unconscious and in excruciating pain all over his body... I simply cannot comprehend the reason."

The other imperial doctors nodded in agreement.

Because everyone has the same diagnosis.

Murong Yanfeng's eyes were filled with murderous intent as she stared at Lin Zhen's bloodless face, her heart full of anxiety and heartache.

She moved lightly, picked up the medicine bowl herself, picked up the silver spoon with her jade hands, scooped up a spoonful of thick black medicine, blew away the heat, and brought it to Lin Zhen's lips. She said in a trembling voice: "Husband... This is painkiller, drink some..."

Lin Zhen couldn't hear anything and didn't open his mouth.

Murong Yan had no choice but to pour the medicine in the spoon onto his lips, hoping that Lin Zhen could drink it slowly.

But, they were all scattered.

Sima Chunlei and Gu Zhen stood on both sides, also with worried expressions on their faces.

Especially Sima Chunlei, her delicate hands clutched a silk handkerchief, her fingertips turning white from the force, her eyes slightly red, and from time to time she looked up at Lin Zhen, her eyes full of affection and worry; while Gu Zhen frowned, and from time to time he sent people to get cold water and change towels, his anxiety evident in his busyness.

"Chu Xiling!!! How dare you plot to murder the crown prince of our dynasty! I must kill you!" Murong Yan roared in a delicate voice.

In a corner of the palace, Chu Xiling was locked tightly on a golden nanmu pillar with an iron chain as thick as a thumb.

She was wearing a disheveled blue dress, with her hair scattered across her face, covering most of her features. However, the upward curve of her lips revealed a hint of stubbornness and mockery: "Oh, if you kill me, your lover won't be able to survive either."

Murong Yan walked up to her, her eyes burning with anger. "Tell me, how can this poison be cured? If you tell me, I will set you free!"

Chu Xiling raised her eyes and looked directly at Murong Yan. There was no fear in her eyes, and even some hatred: "There is no solution."

The word "simple" hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

Murong Yan laughed out of anger: "Hehehe."

Sima Chunlei stepped forward and said, "Chu Xiling, don't think we can do nothing to you. If you want to die together with me, I can send you to the men's prison! Let you experience the feeling of a life worse than death!"

"Come on, do you think I'm afraid of you? Or do you think Lin Zhen will agree?"

"What do you mean?" Murong Yan asked immediately.

Chu Xiling smiled confidently.

"Haha, how did you think this Heart-Eating Poison came about? Wasn't it because your good husband was attracted to my beauty? He pushed me down on the snow in broad daylight... Emperor Murong, do you know what it feels like to have a snowy butt?"

Murong Yan's silver teeth were gritting as she bit them.

"what on earth do you want?"

"I want you to give up your claims to Chu's territory and everything you've gained from this war!"

"Impossible! This war was won by our Daqian warriors with their lives, and we will never give up because of Lin Zhen!" Murong Yan almost lost her composure and yelled.

But Chu Xiling's voice was no smaller than hers!

"Then you just leave him to die!!"

Murong Yan pulled out the Emperor's Sword from the weapon rack and pointed it at Chu Xiling.

"Tell me, how do you detoxify?"

Chu Xiling raised her head and let the tip of the sword press against her neck, leaving a bloody mark. "Kill me, and let me take your husband to hell. I'll stay with him forever for you, hahahaha!"

madman!

madman!

Murong Yan's Emperor's Sword fell to the ground with a clang.

"You...you are so vicious."

At this time, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open by Murong Wushe, and the genius doctor Sun Zhitui hurried in.

When he saw Murong Yan, he immediately lifted his robe and knelt, performing the three kneeling and nine kowtows ceremony: "Your Majesty, I bow to you."

Murong Yan said anxiously, "Goddess Sun, please don't be so polite. Show it to Lin Zhen."

"According to the order!"

Sun Zhitui stood up and walked quickly to the dragon bed.

When I saw Lin Zhen’s pale face, I felt heartbroken.

What a good prince, yet he was tortured like this.

He immediately placed his finger on Lin Zhen's pulse. After a moment, he frowned and shook his head: "Your Majesty, the prince's pulse is stable, nothing unusual."

"But he's suffering now!"

Sun Zhitui looked at the bound Chu Xiling, guessing she must be the culprit, so he asked, "What's the name of this poison?"

Chu Xiling saw that the old man was unusual and was worried about what he might do, so she asked, "Why should I tell you?"

Unexpectedly, Murong Wushe interrupted and said, "It's the Heart-Eating Gu."

"Heart-eating poison!?" Sun Zhitui's expression changed drastically. "How did you get such a vicious poison?"

Chu Xiling turned her head away, gazing at the darkening sky outside the window, and slowly spoke, "When I was young, my father asked a Miao witch to train a poisonous insect for me so that I could control the emperor of a rival country after my marriage. Unexpectedly, the prince failed to control it, but instead managed to control the backbone of Daqian. Haha, it's truly God's will!"

Murong Yan had no time to pay attention to this vicious woman and asked, "Immortal Sun, is there any way to detoxify?"

Sun Zhitui's face was gloomy, and he hesitated for a long time before he dared to say, "Your Majesty, there is indeed a solution."

"Then tell me quickly!" Murong Yan's eyes lit up.

Sima Chunlei and Gu Zhen both stepped forward hastily, fearing to miss a single word.

But Sun Zhitui sighed, "Alas. This Heart-Eating Gu is the most venomous Gu in Miaojiang. It was developed by a witch master thousands of years ago to control the men she loved. But when she was training this Gu, the witch master swore an oath that if a man infected with this Gu could overcome it through willpower, she would never love any other man again. In other words, if you want to cure this poison, you must rely on yourself!"

Sima Chunlei opened her mouth wide: "Ah!? It's the same as if you didn't say anything!"

"Shut up!" Murong Yan scolded.

Sun Zhitui was so worried that his old face was full of wrinkles.

"Your Majesty, I've only heard of this method from my master, and I'm not completely sure of its effectiveness. Furthermore, the detoxification process is extremely long, taking anywhere from three to five days to a month, or even forever. I'm worried that if the detoxification process takes too long and the prince can't eat, his entire body will be devoured by the poisonous insects..."

Murong Yan sat powerlessly on the bed, holding Lin Zhen's hand as if she were holding the only treasure in the world, and murmured: "Husband, you must not be in any harm... I will never let you be in any harm..."

Sun Zhitui stood aside and said, "Your Majesty, this Heart-Eating Gu isn't entirely without its drawbacks. If the Crown Prince can survive it, he will be reborn, rejuvenated, and perhaps even achieve immortality!"

"Immortality!?" Murong Yan's face was full of disbelief.

How many generations of emperors have hoped to achieve immortality, but who has succeeded?

No one succeeds.

No matter how handsome and majestic you were in your life, you cannot escape the fate of death.

However, now this miracle doctor actually claims to be able to make people immortal... How can people believe this?

Murong Yan touched Lin Zhen's hair with heartache, feeling his body trembling with pain and sadness.

"Immortal Sun, can we help Lin Zhen?"

"I will do my best to prepare some medicine to prolong your life, hoping to buy you some time."

"Well, I'm done."

Sun Zhitui retreated.

Sima Chunlei and Gu Zhen looked at each other, and saw helplessness and bitterness in each other's eyes. They stepped forward silently, standing behind Murong Yan on the left and right, silently accompanying her.

The night was as dark as ink, and a deep, thick, and seemingly insoluble sorrow enveloped the entire bedroom.

The candlelight flickered, and the light and shadows danced on the wall, as if reflecting the uncertain emotions of everyone at the moment.

Murong Yan was still standing in front of the couch, her body straight, her eyes never leaving Lin Zhen's face. The bloodshot in her eyes became more and more obvious, but she showed no sign of fatigue.

Musk Moon brought a bowl of hot porridge gently and said softly, "Your Majesty, please eat something and take care of yourself."

Sima Chunlei also echoed: "Yes, Your Majesty, you still have to attend court in the morning."

Murong Yan waved her hands and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't eat it, leave it."

Seeing her persistence, Sima Chunlei sighed, took out a cloak, and gently draped it over Murong Yan's shoulders: "It's cold at night, Your Majesty, don't catch a cold."

Murong Yan nodded slightly in response.

The three of them just stood there quietly, with suffocating depression and worry in the air.

The sound of the midnight drum could be heard faintly, and was particularly clear in the silent night.

Lin Zhen's fingers suddenly moved slightly, and Murong Yan became alert instantly and leaned closer: "Husband, wake up, Yan'er is here!" The voice was trembling with anticipation.

However, Lin Zhen just moved slightly but did not respond.