Chapter 114 - 113: Killing Intent Returns

Chapter 114: Chapter 113: Killing Intent Returns

Feng Qing lifted her head to look at the Death Warriors rushing over. Although there weren’t many left, the strength of the Prince Mansion Guards was definitely no match. If she didn’t intercept them, both she and Rong Ling would die.

Feng Qing turned to look at Nan Feng and said, "As a doctor, don’t you have any poison on you? Use the poison immediately."

Nan Feng was startled for a moment and quickly replied, "If poison is used, the guards will die too."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qing was incredulous. At this moment, saving one person was better than none. Why worry about so many? Did everyone have to die? It seemed that being a virtuous person wasn’t so good either.

Feng Qing said irritably, "If you don’t use poison, everyone will die, and your Prince will die too."

Nan Feng’s heart tightened, and he flashed forward swiftly, opening the poison bottle in his hand. But before scattering the poison, he called out, "Everyone, stay clear."

Among the Prince Mansion Guards, those agile enough dodged aside as the poison in Nan Feng’s hand was scattered.

The Death Warriors instinctively retreated, but it was too late. Nan Feng used his Inner Strength to activate the Soft Muscle Powder. As the powder swept towards them, several of them instinctively inhaled it, causing their bodies to weaken quickly.

This Soft Muscle Powder was made by Nan Feng for self-defense. While it couldn’t handle a large number of assassins, it was still effective against these few, especially as they were all surrounding him now.

Nan Feng ordered sternly to the guards behind him who weren’t affected by the Soft Muscle Powder, "Quickly, kill them."

The Death Warriors weren’t afraid of death, but seeing the current situation, they knew it was no longer possible to kill anyone.

Instinctively, they turned their heads to look at the man lying on the ground, who appeared as if dead.

First, he was poisoned, and now his death was hastened with Inner Strength. The man was surely doomed, and their mission was considered complete. "Retreat."

Several figures rapidly retreated, with Nan Xuan leading a few Prince Mansion Guards in pursuit.

Nan Feng, however, rushed to Feng Qing’s side, shouting, "What should we do now? Is the Prince going to be alright?"

The Prince had been poisoned with Furong Drunk and had forcibly used his Inner Strength, causing him to cough up blood. If the Princess Consort hadn’t used a silver needle to protect his heart meridian, he would have certainly died by now.

But even though his heart meridian was protected, Nan Feng didn’t know if he could still be saved.

Feng Qing glanced at the person lying on the ground, his face pale without a trace of blood, and even his breathing was faint, as if his soul was about to depart.

If she didn’t act, he would surely die. If he died, she feared she wouldn’t survive either. Moreover, Feng Qing always felt that if Rong Ling died, Dayan would be in chaos, so she had to save him. Feng Qing thought about it and said to Nan Feng, "Have someone take me to the Prince Mansion’s pharmacy to get the medicine. I will do my best to save him."

"Alright."

Although they had earlier brought Divine Doctor Zhang to detoxify the Prince, Divine Doctor Zhang had already returned to the Elder Mansion, and now they could only rely on the Princess Consort.

After Feng Qing spoke, she instructed Nan Feng, "First, carry the Prince inside, and remember not to touch the silver needle on his chest."

"Understood."

Feng Qing put away the remaining silver needles in her hand, and Nan Feng immediately called a guard to take Feng Qing to the Prince Mansion’s pharmacy.

Fortunately, the Prince Mansion’s pharmacy was set in the front courtyard, so they arrived quickly. Feng Qing deftly grabbed over a dozen types of medicine and turned into the small kitchen of Yijing Courtyard to start decocting medicine for Rong Ling.

When the medicine began decocting, Feng Qing breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from her face with her sleeve. This night was truly too thrilling.

Just as Feng Qing finished wiping her sweat, she suddenly felt a murderous intent approaching from behind. She didn’t have time to speak before someone suddenly grabbed her by the throat.