Everyone was injured to varying degrees. These days, they traveled day and night, and everyone was extremely tired... their fighting power was greatly reduced. If it were normal days, Ning Chen would not have to take action to deal with these killers. Fortunately, everyone's injuries were superficial and not fatal. Due to limited conditions, they could only bandage the wounds simply. "How are you all?" Ning Chen stood in the shade of a tree with a rebar, leaning against a tree, and said with tired eyes. Because there was no fatigue on his face, the wind and sun every day, the originally fair skin became rough and dark, as if it had drilled out of a coal mine. Not only Ning Chen, everyone was the same. Pan Yucheng and others shook their heads, indicating that they were fine.
What Ning Chen admired was Yue Congyun, a woman who never complained about the hardship along the way. The originally heroic and pretty girl turned into a little black girl. In three days, they would almost reach the capital. But Ning Chen knew that the next three days would be the most dangerous. Everyone ate something, and then rested for two or three hours before continuing on their journey. "Gee! Gee! Gee!" The horses galloped wildly, and the yellow earth rolled. Ning Chen tried to spread his legs as wide as possible so that the inner thighs would not rub against the horse's belly. Although the action was indecent, he could not care about it now. ...... Three days passed in a flash. The capital, the palace. The condition of Emperor Xuan had become extremely bad. Three days ago, His Majesty fainted from anger. Zi Su tried her best to wake Emperor Xuan up. Although Emperor Xuan woke up, he had developed a disease again and had a fever. The fever was so severe that he was confused. Emperor Xuan had begun to not recognize people. He mistook the Sixth Prince who came to visit for Ning Chen twice. He mistook Zi Su for the Ninth Princess several times.
He mistook the Ninth Princess for Zi Su again. He was in a daze and had very little time to wake up. "Ning, Ning Chen, you're back?" Eunuch Quan was wiping tears. When he heard the voice, he looked down and saw that Emperor Xuan had woken up. "Ning Chen, when did you come back?" Eunuch Quan asked, looking at Eunuch Quan with a cloudy and confused look in his eyes. Eunuch Quan knew that His Majesty had mistaken him for Ning Chen again. Zi Su winked at Eunuch Quan and asked him to admit it. Eunuch Xuan's current condition was too bad. If he hadn't been thinking about Ning Chen, he would have collapsed long ago. Eunuch Quan cried, "Your Majesty, I'm back... I brought back the Immaculate Ice Lotus for Your Majesty. Your Majesty's illness will be cured soon." "Ning Chen, you and Huai'an have been married for so long? Why haven't you given birth to a grandson for me?" Eunuch Quan couldn't hold back any more and burst into tears. Emperor Xuan not only didn't remember people, but also didn't remember things. He was completely confused. "Father, I see you...Father, wait, I..." Emperor Xuan's eyes were dazed, he muttered to himself, stretched out his hands to grab in the air, then drooped down weakly...slowly closed his eyes. Eunuch Quan was so scared that his breathing stopped, and with a terrified face, he called out carefully: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...!" Zi Su's pretty face turned pale, and she stepped forward quickly. When she finished the examination, her face was pale. She shook her head hard at Eunuch Quan, her voice was slightly hoarse, "Your Majesty...I'm afraid it won't work!" Eunuch Quan's eyes went black, he sat down on the ground, and cried loudly. "Eunuch Quan, now is not the time to cry, take care of Your Majesty, I'm going out for a while." Zi Su ran out. After a while, she came back with a bowl of medicine. Yangyuan Jiuyang Decoction. Zi Su strengthened the effect of the medicine. "Eunuch Quan, give it to His Majesty!" "If His Majesty can wake up tomorrow morning, he can still hold on for a few days. If not, then..." Zi Su didn't say the rest, but Eunuch Quan understood.
Such a big thing must be reported to the current crown prince. All the princes, princesses, concubines in the harem, civil and military ministers in Beijing all entered the palace and knelt outside the Yangxin Palace. Emperor Xuan has suffered many disasters this year. First, he was almost burned to death by the fifth prince, and this time he is in critical condition. Last time, Ning Chen rushed thousands of miles to rescue Emperor Xuan from the cellar and saved his life. What about this time? Ning Chen went to the western border, and there is no news until now. Usually, the victory report is sent back to the capital first because it is rushed by 800 miles. But this time, Ning Chen himself is rushing by 800 miles. It will be dawn in less than two hours. If His Majesty doesn't wake up before dawn, he will never wake up again. Eunuch Quan was standing by the bed, his eyes were red and swollen from crying. Zi Su lowered her head and shed tears. She still failed Ning Chen's trust and failed to keep Emperor Xuan alive for half a year. Outside the Yangxin Palace, there was a cry. Emperor Xuan was doomed this time! ...... Da Da Da!!! The sound of horse hooves and the neighing of horses. A horse galloped towards the palace at lightning speed. The palace gate had just opened, because this was usually the time when civil and military officials went to court. During this period, His Majesty was ill and had not been to court for a long time... But there was a special time for the palace gate to open. "Who is it?" Seeing the galloping horse, the guards at the door were shocked and immediately tense. "I am Ning Chen, get out of the way!" As the man on the horse roared, a man and a horse had already arrived in front of him. Ning Chen reined in his horse. The leading general stepped forward and stared at Ning Chen for a long while. "Asshole, don't you recognize me? Get out of the way... Those who disobey my order will be executed!"
Ning Chen shouted angrily. It was not the leading general's fault, because Ning Chen was now dusty, dark and thin, with untidy beard and his hair stuck together... He was completely different from the handsome and upright King Zhenguo in the past. But although he looked a little embarrassed, his facial features did not change. "It's really King Zhenguo, get out of the way!" The leading general recognized Ning Chen. Ning Chen rode into the palace. His Majesty granted Ning Chen special permission to ride in the palace. In the last three days, they encountered a total of four assassinations. Each time was more dangerous than the last. Although they fought their way back to the capital, Pan Yucheng and others were seriously injured. Ning Chen had asked the city defense army to send Pan Yucheng and others to the Sixth Office of the Supervisory Department. He himself was also seriously injured. Arms, back, chest... at least four or five wounds on his body. Fortunately, these wounds were not deep. "King Zhenguo has returned to Beijing!" "King Zhenguo has returned to Beijing!" "King Zhenguo has returned to Beijing!" Voices floated over the palace, breaking through the darkness and ushering in the dawn. The civil and military officials kneeling outside the Yangxin Palace heard the rapid sound of horse hooves and neighs. They looked back and saw a horse galloping towards them. "Whoa!!!" The horse's hooves were raised high, then fell down and stopped. Ning Chen turned over and got off the horse, stumbling. If he hadn't been supported by rebar, he would have fallen down long ago. All the civil and military officials were shocked to see Ning Chen's appearance. Ning Chen's clothes were tattered, his skin was dark and rough, and his whole body exuded a bloody smell. On his exposed hands, there were dried blood scabs. The whole person was like a Shura coming down from the battlefield.