Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Chapter 198 Military Token Appears

In the room, Jun Lingyuan sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and gently lifted Feng Qingyue's clothes to check her wound.

The wound on her shoulder looked hideous due to the tearing, and blood dyed half of her body red.

His eyes darkened, and his tone was filled with suppressed anger: "I will never let those people go."

Feng Qingyue forced a smile and said in a weak voice: "I'm fine now..."

Jun Lingyuan snorted coldly: "They deserve to die if they hurt you."

Feng Qingyue shook her head helplessly, but the movement caused the wound to become agitated, and she couldn't help but gasp.

Jun Lingyuan immediately held her shoulders, saying in a reproachful tone, "Don't move."

At this time, the shopkeeper came hurriedly with the doctor.

The doctor was an old man over fifty years old. When he saw Feng Qingyue's injuries, he hurried forward to treat her wounds.

"The wound is quite deep and needs to be sutured." The doctor said as he prepared the tools, "Girl, bear with it."

Feng Qingyue nodded and clenched her teeth.

Jun Lingyuan held her hand, his eyes never leaving her face.

The suturing process was extremely painful. Feng Qingyue's nails dug deep into Jun Lingyuan's palm, but she never uttered a cry of pain.

Jun Lingyuan looked at her pale face, and his heart seemed to be tightly gripped by something, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

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After treating the wound, the doctor prescribed some medicine, gave a few instructions, and left.

Jun Lingyuan personally boiled the medicine and brought it to Feng Qingyue.

"Drink the medicine." His tone was still cold and hard, but his actions were extremely gentle.

Feng Qingyue took the medicine bowl and frowned: "It's bitter."

Jun Lingyuan took out a candied fruit from his sleeve and handed it to her: "Eat this after you finish drinking."

Feng Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "When did you learn to carry these?"

Jun Lingyuan turned his face away, his tone a little unnatural: "I just brought it with me."

Feng Qingyue did not expose him. She drank the medicine obediently and put the candied fruit into her mouth.

The sweetness melted on her tongue, diluting the bitterness of the medicine and slightly relaxing her tense nerves.

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Late at night, the palace hall was brightly lit, but there was a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

An Mu, the deputy leader of the Black Blood Cult, was dressed in a black robe and had a stern face. He walked slowly into the hall with Liu Xuer and a masked woman.

King Lan Xuanming sat high on the dragon throne, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring coldly at An Mu and his group.

On his side, Prime Minister Chen Jinyu and Imperial Censor Fu Yandong stood on either side, looking solemn, obviously having anticipated the situation.

However, the moment An Mu and others stepped into the hall.

Chen Jinyu suddenly stepped forward, his eyes like knives pointed directly at Liu Xuer, and said in a cold voice: "Liu Xuer, we were looking for you, and you showed yourself to us."

Liu Xuer was slightly startled, then chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "Brother Jinyu, it's been a long time since we last met, and you're still so anxious."

Chen Jinyu snorted coldly, with a hint of anger in his eyes: "Don't yell, I don't have a sister like you."

Liu Xu'er didn't take it seriously and said calmly, "Yes! Master Chen's sisters are Jin'er and our goddess!"

Lan Xuanming glanced between Liu Xu'er and An Mu, his tone stern: "Liu Xu'er, you are the daughter of an imperial official, yet you colluded with the Black Blood Cult. Do you know how serious a crime this is?"

Liu Xuer chuckled softly, her eyes filled with mockery. "Our king is so forgetful! You've already ordered my death."

Chen Jinyu looked at her: "You are asking for death, aren't you?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xu'er's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal. She said calmly, "Mr. Chen is right. I really deserve it. However, I didn't come here today to listen to your lecture."

After saying that, Liu Xuer stood aside with a cold look, as if it had nothing to do with her.

An Mu stepped forward at this moment, looking directly at Lan Xuanming, his tone carrying some meaning: "Your Majesty, long time no see."

Lan Xuanming's gaze fell on An Mu, and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Ever since the Black Blood Cult was besieged, An Mu disappeared and has never appeared in public again.

"An Mu, it's been a long time since we last met." Lan Xuanming's voice was low and a bit cold.

"I didn't expect you to appear before me in this way today."

An Mu chuckled softly, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "Why are you so surprised, Your Majesty? Although the Black Blood Cult was once besieged, it never truly disappeared. I'm here today simply to take back what belongs to us."

Lan Xuanming's eyes suddenly focused, and his tone was a little alert: "Things that belong to you? What do you mean?"

An Mu took out a bronze token from his sleeve slowly and unhurriedly. The token was engraved with intricate patterns, and in the center was the word "Shadow".

He gently shook the token and said leisurely, "Your Majesty, do you recognize this?"

Lan Xuanming's eyes suddenly darkened, and Chen Jinyu and Fu Yandong's expressions also changed.

That was the disappeared shadow army's military token.

"How come the military token is in your hands?" Lan Xuanming's voice suddenly became colder, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

An Mu chuckled, his tone filled with pride. "This military token was naturally handed to me by Liu Xu'er herself. She needs some sincerity to cooperate with my Black Blood Sect."

Lan Xuanming's expression changed slightly. His gaze fell on Liu Xuer and he said coldly, "Liu Xuer, how dare you hand over the military token to someone else?"

Liu Xu'er didn't take it seriously and said calmly, "Your Majesty, you don't care about Xu'er's life or death. Xu'er must find a way for herself!"

Lan Xuanming's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone was filled with a warning: "Liu Xu'er, do you know how serious a sin this is?"

Liu Xuer chuckled softly, her eyes filled with mockery. "Lord, you've already charged me with many crimes. I don't mind one more."

Lan Xuanming looked at An Mu and snorted coldly: "Do you think that with this military token, you can do whatever you want in the palace?"

An Mu didn't care and said calmly: "If the monarch is smart, he should know how to choose."

Lan Xuanming was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled: "An Mu, you underestimate me."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of orderly footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall. Then, a large number of imperial guards rushed into the hall and surrounded An Mu and others.