Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Chapter 192 Five Days

The carriage sped along and finally stopped outside the small courtyard on the north side of the palace.

Feng Qingyue quickly got out of the car, pushed open the gate and walked straight in.

Chen Jinyu and Zizhu Yingchen followed closely behind, while Qian San looked around vigilantly to prevent any accidents.

The yard was silent, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Feng Qingyue's gaze quickly swept around, finally stopping on the figure in the center of the yard.

Jun Lingyuan lay quietly on the ground, his face as pale as paper, still tightly holding the jade slip that had lost its luster in his hand.

"Ling Yuan!" Feng Qingyue paused slightly, then quickly stepped forward, squatted down and sniffed his breath.

A faint breath came from the fingertips, and Feng Qingyue's heart calmed down a little.

She held Jun Lingyuan's hand tightly, her voice cold but with a barely perceptible tremor: "Lingyuan, wake up..."

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Chen Jinyu and Zizhu Yingchen stood aside, with a flash of shock and regret in their eyes.

Chen Jinyu quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Ayue, Pavilion Master Jun is just weak now. We have to take him back as soon as possible!"

Qian San quickly stepped forward and carefully carried Jun Lingyuan on his back, his voice filled with urgency: "I will take you back right away!"

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Feng Qingyue stood up, her eyes cold and determined: "Return to the palace, immediately."

The group quickly got on the carriage and sped towards the palace.

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Inside the carriage, Feng Qingyue held Jun Lingyuan's hand tightly, her eyes cold and deep.

Her voice was low and firm, as if she was promising him, "Jun Lingyuan, if you dare to do anything, I will never forgive you."

Chen Jinyu and Zizhu Yingchen sat aside with serious expressions, but they were also shocked by Jun Lingyuan's deep affection.

The wind blew gently, taking away her whispers, but it could not take away the coldness and determination in her heart.

The carriage sped to the outside of the Goddess Palace, and Feng Qingyue got off first, her expression cold and steady.

She turned to look at Qian San, her voice calm and decisive: "Qian San, take him in and call the imperial physician immediately."

Qian San nodded, and walked quickly into the hall with Jun Lingyuan on his back.

Chen Jinyu and Zizhu Yingchen followed closely behind with serious expressions.

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At this moment, Lan Xuanming walked out of the hall. Seeing Feng Qingyue was safe and sound, a trace of joy suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Ayue, are you okay?"

Feng Qingyue nodded slightly, her voice calm and brief: "Yeah, I'm fine."

Lan Xuanming's gaze immediately fell on Jun Lingyuan, who was on Qian San's back. His brows furrowed, and his tone was filled with confusion and uneasiness. "What's going on? Why is Pavilion Master Jun like this?"

Feng Qingyue's gaze was cold and deep, and her voice carried a hint of repression. "Your Majesty, I will explain this matter to you in detail later. For now, please summon the imperial physician."

Lan Xuanming saw her stern expression. Although he had many questions in his mind, he knew that this was not the time to ask further questions.

He turned quickly and ordered the attendant behind him: "Call the imperial physician immediately."

The attendant received the order and left in a hurry.

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Feng Qingyue said nothing more and walked quickly into the hall, her eyes never leaving Jun Lingyuan's figure.

Seeing this, Lan Xuanming felt a little uneasy, but he could only follow her into the hall.

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Inside the hall, Qian San gently placed Jun Lingyuan on the bed. Feng Qingyue immediately stepped forward, placed her fingers on his pulse, and frowned.

Chen Jinyu stood aside and whispered, "Ayue, the imperial physician will be here soon. Pavilion Master Jun will be fine."

Zizhu Yingchen also nodded in agreement: "Qingyue, Pavilion Master Jun is extremely powerful and will definitely be able to pull through."

Feng Qingyue nodded slightly, her eyes still cold and firm: "I know."

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A moment later, the imperial physician hurried over and saw Jun Lingyuan's condition. He immediately stepped forward to take his pulse.

His expression gradually grew solemn as he whispered, "Lord Jun's internal energy is disordered, and there seems to be a backlash from the forbidden technique. Acupuncture is needed as soon as possible to stabilize his heart meridians."

Feng Qingyue's voice was calm and decisive: "Administer the needle immediately and make sure to save his life."

The imperial physician nodded, quickly took out the silver needle, and began to give Jun Lingyuan acupuncture.

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Lan Xuanming stood aside, looking at Feng Qingyue with complicated eyes.

He had never seen her like this before.

He asked in a low voice: "Ayue, what exactly happened? Why is Pavilion Master Jun like this?"

Feng Qingyue's gaze remained fixed on Jun Lingyuan. Her voice was cold and brief, "He used a forbidden technique to detoxify me."

Lan Xuanming's expression instantly grew solemn, a flicker of shock in his eyes: "Forbidden technique? Could it be... a secret technique that trades one's life for another's?"

Feng Qingyue did not answer, but her silence said it all.

A complex emotion suddenly surged in Lan Xuanming's heart, including admiration for Jun Lingyuan and worry about Feng Qingyue.

He whispered, "Ayue, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Pavilion Master Jun... will definitely be fine."

Feng Qingyue's eyes were cold and deep, and her voice was low and firm: "If he dares to do anything, I will never forgive him."

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The hall was silent, with only the faint sound of the imperial physician administering acupuncture.

Lan Xuanming stood aside, but his heart was restless.

After the imperial physician finished acupuncture, he slowly withdrew his hands and turned to look at Feng Qingyue with a serious expression: "Goddess, Pavilion Master Jun's heart meridian has been temporarily stabilized, but the backlash of the forbidden technique is extremely strong. If an antidote cannot be found within five days, I am afraid..."

He didn't continue, but the meaning of his words was self-evident.

Feng Qingyue's eyes were as cold as ice, and her voice was calm and decisive: "Within five days, I will definitely find the antidote."

The imperial physician nodded, stepped aside, and whispered, "If the goddess needs anything, we will fully cooperate."

Feng Qingyue nodded slightly, her eyes never leaving Jun Lingyuan's pale face.

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At this moment, Qian San suddenly stepped forward and said in a low and urgent voice, "Miss Feng, I want to take the young master back to Beiming. The imperial doctors and medicinal materials in Beiming are more complete than here. The young master may have a better chance there."

Feng Qingyue's brows furrowed slightly, and her voice was cold and decisive: "Qian San, it takes at least seven days to get from Lan Country to Bei Ming. Ling Yuan only has five days. If you take him back, he will only die on the way."

Qian San's face turned pale instantly, and his voice was filled with a bit of suppressed emotion: "But... I can't just watch you die here! The imperial physician of Bei Ming must have a way. Your power in Bei Ming can also mobilize more resources. Maybe... maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!"

Feng Qingyue's eyes were cold and deep, and her voice was low and firm: "Qian San, do you believe me?"

Qian San was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Young Master said that meeting a young lady is like meeting a young master. I believe you."

Feng Qingyue's voice was calm and decisive: "In that case, do as I say. I will find the antidote within five days and will never let Ling Yuan get hurt."

A trace of struggle flashed in Qian San's eyes, but he finally lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Subordinate... obey your command."

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Feng Qingyue turned and looked at Jun Lingyuan lying on the bed, her eyes cold and deep.

Her fingers gently stroked his cheek, her voice low and firm: "Ling Yuan, wait for me."

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A moment later, Feng Qingyue walked out of the room, and Chen Jinyu and Zizhu Yingchen immediately came to greet her.

"Ayue, how is Pavilion Master Jun?" Chen Jinyu asked in a low voice, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Feng Qingyue's eyes were cold and calm: "His condition is temporarily stable, but an antidote must be found within five days."

Zizhu Yingchen frowned, "Qingyue, why don't we know the antidote yet? How can we find it?"

Feng Qingyue's voice was brief and firm: "I have a way. I won't sit still and wait for death."

Lan Xuanming stood aside, looking at Feng Qingyue with complicated eyes, and whispered, "Ayue, if you need help, you must tell me."

Feng Qingyue nodded slightly, her voice calm and brief: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

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After saying that, Feng Qingyue turned and left, her back looking cold and resolute.

Chen Jinyu and Zizhu Yingchen looked at each other, their eyes full of worry.

Lan Xuanming stood where he was, looking deeply in the direction where Feng Qingyue left.

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At the same time, Qian San stood in the room, looking down at the unconscious Jun Lingyuan, his eyes full of struggle and pain.

He whispered to himself, "Sir, I am incompetent and can only place my hopes on Miss Feng... You must hold on."