Chapter 93 - 92: I’d Rather Die Than Save Him

Chapter 93: Chapter 92: I’d Rather Die Than Save Him

Rong Ling knew that Nan Feng had ordered someone to take Feng Qing away to be watched over. At this moment, he didn’t dare to say for sure that the poison wasn’t from Feng Qing. What if it really was from her?

Getting familiar first, then catching him off guard to poison him, is just all too common.

If it turns out in the end that the poison in him was indeed from her, he would definitely have her hacked into pieces. He has never suffered such a loss before.

Rong Ling’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, but shortly after, he curled up in agony, his whole body seeming to be in pain as if pricked by needles. Nan Feng couldn’t bear to watch any longer, picked him up, and walked into the room, finally placing him on the soft couch outside to rest.

"Prince, hold on, you’ll be fine, you must hold on."

Rong Ling not only felt pain but also sweated non-stop, and the fragrance in the air gradually faded until it was no longer detectable. However, his complexion became increasingly enchanting, as if he had drunk fine wine.

Nan Feng really couldn’t comprehend what kind of poison this was, so strange that even the pulse didn’t reveal it.

Rong Ling persisted for a short while, before completely falling unconscious.

But soon Nan Xuan brought Divine Doctor Zhang back from the Hundred Medicine Valley.

However, Divine Doctor Zhang was shouting and refusing to treat Rong Ling, not only did he refuse to treat him but he also cursed Rong Ling as a traitorous minister.

"This is the heaven’s punishment for him. Clearly, he should have returned power to Your Majesty, yet he still clings to power. Such scourges and oppressors should be taken by heaven."

"To ask me to save him is absolutely impossible. If it demands my life, my intervention is out of the question."

Nan Feng didn’t expect Divine Doctor Zhang to hate their Prince so much. What had the Prince done? On the side, upon hearing Divine Doctor Zhang cursing their Prince, Nan Xuan was so furious that he took large strides forward and grabbed Divine Doctor Zhang, intending to kill this old man.

Divine Doctor Zhang was a frail old man, but his spirit was still vigorous, his eyes bright. Seeing Nan Xuan raise his hand to strike him, he straightened his back and shouted, "Beat me, beat me, kill me. At least I’ll die for a worthy cause, doing some good for the common people."

Nan Xuan was shaking with rage. What wrong had their Prince done for this old man to claim such a righteous death benefiting the common folk.

Nan Xuan’s eyes were red, and Nan Feng instinctively reached out to hold Nan Xuan’s hand. "Divine Doctor Zhang, what exactly did our Prince do to make you hate him so much?"

"He is the Dayan Regent King. Clearly, Your Majesty has already come of age, yet he still holds power without letting go. At this rate, the nation will be in turmoil, and thinking of the chaos and the suffering of the people, I am unhappy."

"All of this is caused by the Regent King, why should I treat him?"

Divine Doctor Zhang spoke with righteous indignation; Nan Feng and the others inside couldn’t speak in time before the sound of the guard outside reached them.

"Princess Consort, please return at once and do not appear here."

Feng Qing was very angry at this moment. Earlier she had thought that Rong Ling’s death had nothing to do with her, which is why she was so accommodating. Later she realized that if Rong Ling died, she, as Princess Consort, might not survive either, so she was no longer accommodating.

Feng Qing directly shouted coldly, "Shut up, I am the Princess Consort, is there a place for you to speak?"

As she finished speaking, she raised her hand and swept away the guard blocking her, stepping into the main hall of the Purple Bamboo Pavilion.

Inside the flower hall of the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, Nan Xuan had no outlet for his rage. Hearing the commotion outside, he dashed out and blocked Feng Qing’s path.