After Marrying the Disabled, I Became the Prime Minister’s Wife

Chapter 444

Over the next few days, Yun Lang and the others visited the Sacred Cult a few more times to search for traces of the medicine-man gu poison.

Perhaps because he had praised his martial arts, the Pavilion Master of Bai Xiao refused to let Yan Zheng go with them no matter what.

He claimed that having the Emperor around made things inconvenient and restrictive.

Yan Zheng was more than happy to accompany his wife. He took her to admire the plum blossoms, play by the water, and wander all over Mount Mei.

"Yan Zheng, why do I feel like we aren't here to visit relatives, but rather to go sightseeing?" Chu Ruoyan rested her head on her hand and looked at him sideways. The Emperor picked up a piece of plum blossom pastry and fed it to her. "Does A-Yan like it?"

Chu Ruoyan smiled. "If I say I like it, His Majesty might just abandon the empire to stay with me forever, so I dare not say such things carelessly."

Yan Zheng paused, his expression gradually turning serious. "A-Yan, I know you don't like being confined to one place. I have wronged you..."

Before he could finish, a jade-like finger pressed against his lips. The young woman smiled brightly and said, "Yan Zheng, you and I hold high positions and enjoy glory that others do not have. To say things like rejecting power for freedom now would be too hypocritical."

Saying this, she slowly leaned against his chest. "Whether it's the capital or Mount Mei, as long as you are here, I like it anywhere."

A warm current flooded the Emperor's heart, swelling as if it would burst his chest open.

He tightly embraced the woman's waist, freeing one hand to lift her chin, about to plant a kiss.

Suddenly, there was a rush of hurried footsteps. Yun Lang returned with his men, and the two quickly separated.

"Second Brother? Why do you look so pale? Did something happen?"

Just as she asked, Yun Lang opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood. The shadow guard beside him shamefully wrote a line in a notebook.

Encountered the enemy. The Pavilion Master was injured saving us.

Chu Ruoyan was startled and hurriedly helped him sit down on a chair. Yan Zheng also had someone invite the old divine doctor over.

After checking his pulse, Qin Yiru suddenly asked, "Brat Lang, do you want to die today or tomorrow?"

These words made Chu Ruoyan shudder, but she saw Yun Lang look up and raise his eyebrows. "I want to die right now."

Qin Yiru snorted coldly and directly thrust a silver needle as thick as a thumb into his Qihai acupoint. Yun Lang's face twisted in pain, but after a few breaths, his complexion gradually improved.

The old divine doctor sneered. "Ever since you got back, you've been fighting with your dad. Fine, your father-son relationship is terrible, I accept that. But look at yourself! Your injuries haven't even fully healed, yet you're blowing up the Sacred Cult and destroying their main altar. And now, you've even gone and clashed with witchcraft and gu poison. Are you afraid I won't die of exhaustion?"

"Witchcraft and gu?" Yan Zheng's eyes flashed. "Did you run into Wu Xian?"

Yun Lang grunted in affirmation, rubbing his brow in frustration. "I didn't expect that guy to return so quickly. A journey of more than half a month, and he rushed back in just over ten days. But it was fortunate that he and his horse were exhausted, otherwise we might not have been able to escape."

Chu Ruoyan asked in surprise, "Is the High Priest that powerful?"

Yun Lang coughed twice, and Qin Yiru said, "It's not that he's powerful. It's just that you haven't seen the witchcraft and gu of the Western Frontier, so you don't know how to deal with it. For example, sometimes you have to kill the gu bug, sometimes you have to kill the gu master, and sometimes you might even have to swallow the mother bug to break the curse..."

Thinking of those pitch-black bugs, a wave of nausea washed over Chu Ruoyan. Yan Zheng pondered, "In other words, it would be best to have someone experienced deal with him. It would yield twice the result with half the effort."

Having regained some strength, Yun Lang nodded. "Yes. It's just a pity that the old servants by my mother's side are all dead, leaving only Aunt Luo. I only know a little about these things. I'm afraid we'll still need the Old Madman to take action."

"The Regent?" Chu Ruoyan pursed her lips. "I'm afraid that's inappropriate, isn't it? He only guards Mother now and ignores all outside matters."

A dark gleam flashed in Yun Lang's eyes. "What if we use Mother as bait?"

Chu Ruoyan was stunned. Yan Zheng shouted, "Yun Lang, don't be crazy! If you really provoke the Regent, no one in the world will be his match!"

But Yun Lang laughed lazily. "I just want to see him go crazy. It would be best if he and Wu Xian perished together; that would be perfect!"

Although the corners of his lips were turned up, there was no smile in his eyes. Everyone's heart chilled, knowing that the Pavilion Master of Bai Xiao wasn't just talking.

He truly wanted to send his father to his death, and he would actually put it into action.

Chu Ruoyan frowned slightly and suddenly said, "Second Brother, you just want Father to take action against Wu Xian, right?"

Yun Lang raised his eyebrows. Chu Ruoyan said, "This is easy to handle. Leave it to me; I will go persuade him."

"A-Yan!" Yan Zheng grabbed her hand and shook his head in disapproval.

But Chu Ruoyan said, "Don't worry. Given that my face looks so much like Mother's, he won't lay a hand on me. Besides..."

She looked deeply at her brother and whispered to Yan Zheng, "The hatred between Second Brother and Father is growing deeper and deeper, and this can't go on. We have to find a way to mediate between them. This is a good opportunity."

Yan Zheng still had misgivings, but Yun Lang suddenly said, "Fine. As long as you can convince the Old Madman to take action, I can wipe the slate clean!"

With things at this point, the Emperor said no more. "I will go with you and stand guard outside the door."

The next day, at the medicine hut.

When Chu Ruoyan entered, the man was tying up her mother's hair.

Hearing the noise, he threw a palm strike, but abruptly stopped when he saw her face clearly. "Who told you to come here? Leave!"

After speaking, he was about to use his internal energy to push her out. Chu Ruoyan hurriedly said, "Wait, Father! I came to see Mother! The old divine doctor said that when Mother was awake, the person she missed the most was me. Maybe seeing me will help her get better!"

These words indeed moved him.

Chu Ruoyan felt the force that was about to blast her outward suddenly reverse, pulling her straight inside.

By the time she steadied herself, she was already standing in front of the Princess Consort, accompanied by her biological father's cold voice. "Call her."

Chu Ruoyan clenched her fingers to calm her emotions. "Mother... I am Miaomiao. I've come to see you..."

The Regent's gaze was fixed tightly on the Princess Consort.

But one breath, two breaths... until the time it takes to drink a cup of tea had passed, there was still no reaction.

A look of pain flashed across his face, and he was about to flick his sleeve to throw the girl out. But at that very moment, the Princess Consort's stiff fingers suddenly twitched.

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The man was ecstatic. He pushed his daughter aside and crouched in front of her. "Qing'er, did you hear your daughter's voice? Is that why you reacted? Is it?!"

The Princess Consort remained wooden and expressionless.

Chu Ruoyan felt a sharp pain in her wrist as he dragged her back in front of her mother. "Call her, call her again! Keep calling until she fully wakes up!"

Chu Ruoyan could only call out a few more times, but her mother showed no further reaction.

The expression on the Regent's face went from joy to sorrow, and finally settled into complete indifference. Just looking at him was terrifying.

Suddenly, his gaze, colder than ice and snow, fell sharply on her face. "Who told you to come here? Speak!"

Chu Ruoyan felt a chill in her heart. Unable to bear the oppressive glare, she looked away after just one glance. "No one told me to come. Father, Miaomiao wants to ask... you have guarded Mother for so many years, have you never wondered why she refuses to wake up?"

These words seemed to strike his fatal weak point. The man suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her by the throat. "What, did, you, say?"