Chapter 156: A Coffin for Him, Twenty Times

Chapter 156: A Coffin for Him, Twenty Times

"What is this?" Xiaoyue patted Xiao Xi'er and asked, looking at the glass bottle.

"This is the Ice Continuity Herb, a highly toxic herb, but also one that can save lives, capable of reviving the dead and regenerating flesh and bone, allowing blood vessels to flow smoothly," Wen Xu said.

"Yes, the little princess loves extraordinary and peculiar things, doesn’t she? I just discovered this, but I don't know how to refine it yet, so I'm keeping it in this glass bottle for now, for the little princess to hold onto," Wen Xu said.

"Alright, I’ll keep it for Xier. You should go and freshen up and rest for a while at the City Lord's mansion. Nurse Jin is at the mansion," Xiaoyue said.

"Thank you, but I won't eat any. I need to rest; I haven't slept for two days and nights," Wen Xu said after declining the osmanthus pastry offered by Dongju.

"This Doctor Wen is truly as his name suggests, gentle and considerate," Dongju said.

She had some small thoughts but didn't dare to voice them, fearing the princess would be displeased.

Xiaoyue placed the Ice Continuity Herb into the cradle, knowing that Xiao Xi'er liked it and would store it in her space.

The little Xiao Xi'er didn't care what her mother thought anyway. Recently, over the past two months, she had stored many things in her space, and her mother hadn't said a word. Sometimes she even wondered if her mother knew it was her all along.

But regardless, this was her mother, who cherished and loved her. It wouldn't hurt to know.

"Hmm?" Feeling something off, the little Xiao Xi'er furrowed her small brows. "These people have a heavy aura of killing intent; they don't seem to be from Haiyue City!"

A few townsfolk, seemingly coming down from the mountains, were dressed in rough cloth and shoes stained with mud.

They headed toward the inner city from the other side of the street.

Xiaoyue watched them closely, but they continued walking with their heads down.

"Stop!" Dongju, following the princess's gaze, immediately shouted.

The people stopped, and Dongju walked over.

Suddenly, they drew sabers from their baskets and attacked Dongju and the nearby townsfolk.

"Watch out!" Xiaoyue threw a few diamond-shaped darts, knocking several of them away.

However, some townsfolk, in their panic, couldn’t dodge and were struck.

The guards accompanying the princess quickly intervened and soon subdued the attackers.

"They won’t last," Xiao Xi'er concisely thought to herself.

"Be careful, they might... commit suicide!" Xiaoyue rushed forward, and before she could finish her sentence, the attackers spat blood and collapsed.

"They’re from the capital!" Dongju checked and reported back.

Ci Xin, returning from an errand outside the city, naturally picked up Xiao Xi. "Check it out," he said to Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue glanced at him, sensing something strange. Was he acting strange, giving orders as if he were giving orders?

But she didn't dwell on it. They had been friends since childhood, trained together at Cangming Mountain, and later, he had always supported her brother. She naturally respected him.

Xiaoyue inspected those assassins and said, "This is probably the Imperial City side getting anxious because we’ve remained silent. They're trying to force us to go find them."

"Hmm, they're quite smart." Ci Xin carried the baby over and said, "We're not in a hurry, but they are. So, how about we play a trick on them too?"

After finishing, Ci Xin looked down at the little one in his arms and said, "Xier, what do you think?"

Xiaoyue glanced at Ci Xin but didn’t say much, turning to tend to the injured townsfolk.

Dong Ju had already arranged for the injured townsfolk to be sent to Bai Cao Hall for treatment. Some townsfolk had minor injuries and weren’t sent to the medical hall, so Xiaoyue used the golden wound ointment handed to her and applied it to them.

"Hmph, His Majesty the Emperor, shouldn't he prioritize the well-being of the townsfolk? We revere him so highly, wanting to live well and thrive, yet their actions are truly disappointing!"

"The Emperor of Beiling is truly detestable."

The townsfolk were clenching their teeth, time after time, the royal family treats their lives like ants.

「Well, Little Blue Dragon, are you planning to bring the Prime Minister over?」 Ruo Xi looked at the handsome face and asked.

The handsome face was truly beautiful. Ruo Xi felt that seeing these beautiful faces every day made her feel good.

"Hmm, you're as smart as your mother, oh, no, you're smarter than her!" Ci Xin finished and tapped Ruo Xi's nose, saying, "Call me Xiao Xin, it sounds more intimate. I don't like being called Azure Dragon, I'm the Black Dragon!"

「……」 Ruo Xi was speechless, wanting to blow a big bubble at him.

In the evening, Xiaoyin returned and heard about the incident in the city. His expression turned cold as he looked at Northern Di.

Northern Di closed his eyes, "In that case, let’s move forward!"

Previously, he was reluctant, unsure how to face his imperial father, incapable of controlling all of Beiling, not wanting the people to be displaced.

Now, it seems that if he doesn't take action, his Imperial Father will not let him go.

"Agreed!" Everyone agreed.

In the capital, suddenly, grim news came from the Prime Minister's residence.

"The Prime Minister is on his last breath!"

Imperial doctors rushed to the Prime Minister's residence in rapid succession, but the reports they brought back were all the same.

"Your Majesty, I am unable to help!"

"Unable to help, unable to help, all you know how to say is that you're unable to help. Did I summon you here to hear that you are powerless?" the emperor angrily threw an inkstone, hitting an imperial doctor and causing him to bleed from the head.

The Prime Minister died.

His body was laid out at his home, and even the emperor went there personally.

Inside the coffin, the Prime Minister lay. Even in the middle of the night, someone quietly entered, opened the coffin, and saw the dead Prime Minister.

During the three days the Prime Minister's body was laid out at home, his coffin was opened no fewer than twenty times.

The steward, who was initially shocked while performing the rites, had become numb to it later on.

"Come and look if you must, as long as you don't hurt me, you can look all you want!" the steward of the Prime Minister's residence muttered as he leaned against the coffin.

Three days later.

The emperor and court officials personally accompanied the funeral cortege to the city gate.

However, the townsfolk inside the city were largely indifferent to this gesture.

Recently, the emperor and court officials' monitoring of the Prime Minister's residence and their repeated inspections of the coffin had already been spread to the ears of the townsfolk.

"Tsk, they just want to see if the Prime Minister is really dead, afraid there's some deception."