Crazy or What? The Gloomy Prince Kisses Me to Tears Every Night!-Chapter 238 - 227: Savior

As for Lingsu... he would definitely keep this woman firmly in his grasp and bring the influence behind her under his control.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuchen immediately said sincerely to Lingsu, "Thank you, Miss Susu, for telling me these things. Otherwise, I still would have known nothing. However, the most important thing right now is your injury. Please focus on your recovery, and as for other matters, we can talk about them after you’ve recovered."

"Yes, I think so too." Lingsu nodded, very pleased with Feng Wuchen’s attitude.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen’s attendant brought in the millennium ginseng he had acquired.

Lingsu looked over with some excitement in her eyes.

She then nodded and said, "Indeed, it is millennium ginseng, which is extremely beneficial to my recovery. This time you have truly helped me a lot."

Unexpectedly, such rich Star Power was contained within this millennium ginseng.

With this millennium ginseng, her injuries would undoubtedly heal quickly.

By then, she would no longer fear that insidious old scoundrel from the Five Poison Sect.

"As long as it’s useful to you, then I won’t disturb your healing," Feng Wuchen said tactfully at this time.

"Yes, thank you." Lingsu’s expression softened considerably.

They had only just met for the first time, yet Feng Wuchen not only saved her but was also willing to use so many precious Treasure Medicines for her healing, showing that he was indeed a person of good character, generous and kind.

...

Two days quickly passed by.

At this point, more and more people began to exhibit symptoms after contracting the epidemic.

Since most of the infected were nobles from the Capital City and envoys from various countries, once they fell sick, they would desperately seek the help of the Imperial Physicians, so the Imperial Hospital’s physicians soon became overwhelmed.

In this case, some shrewd ministers started to sense that something was amiss.

How many people suddenly fell ill in such a short time for the Imperial Physicians to become so overwhelmingly busy?

This matter was indeed suspicious!

Moreover, the Emperor, since ascending the throne, had never missed his early court session, but this morning, he unprecedentedly canceled it due to feeling unwell!

This was absolutely an unprecedented occurrence.

This also indicated that the Emperor’s condition must be very serious.

Otherwise, someone so obsessed with power wouldn’t have missed the court session.

And when Anata learned that Feng Qingyang suddenly didn’t attend the court session, she immediately went to find the man in black, "Master, has Feng Qingyang also been infected?"

The man in black replied with a profound and enigmatic smile, then beckoned Anata over with his finger as if calling a dog.

Anata burned with anger inside, but outwardly maintained a submissive expression as she moved over gracefully, nestling in his arms.

"You danced right in front of him; it’s no wonder he got infected!" the man in black laughed.

"Will he die?" Anata immediately asked.

If Feng Qingyang died, Feng Qiwu would be the one to succeed to the throne, and by that time, their situation in the Western Regions might become even more difficult than it is now.

Such a pity, if only Feng Qiwu had also been there back then. She would have danced until the music ended in his presence, to ensure he couldn’t avoid getting infected.

Upon hearing Anata’s words, the man in black smiled while caressing her smooth and delicate back, "That depends on whether he can last until the day the savior arrives."

"Savior? What do you mean?" Anata asked with a puzzled look.

"That is not for you to ask. By the way, the mental method I taught you last night—do you have any questions? Do you need your master to teach you more thoroughly now?" The man in black chuckled wickedly.

Anata immediately forced herself to suppress the nausea in her heart and said, "Disciple has understood, but no matter how hard I try, I still can’t feel the Star Power you mentioned, and I can’t guide the energy into my body."

"Hahahaha, you silly child, guiding energy into your body is not as simple as you think! Even I took a whole year to succeed in guiding energy into my body back then. Moreover, the Star Power in the Mortal World today is extremely thin. If you managed to guide energy into your body overnight, that would really be strange." The man in black laughed heartily.

"Oh, I thought that once I started cultivating, I could immediately guide energy into my body. It’s my fault for taking things too lightly." Anata immediately admitted her mistake.

Inside, however, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat desperate.

Is cultivation really this difficult?

She had originally hoped to rely on cultivation to make a comeback, grow stronger, and then kill this malicious old fraudster when her wings hardened.

This person took a year to guide energy into his body; doesn’t that mean she would need five, six, or seven years to achieve it?

By that time, even the preserved vegetables would be cold; how could she talk about making a comeback?

Thinking of this, Anata resignedly allowed the man in black to have his way with her.

...

At this moment, Feng Qingyang himself had smashed a roomful of porcelain.

"A bunch of useless fools! A whole day has passed, and you still haven’t come up with a solution to the epidemic?" Feng Qingyang roared.

But because of the problem with his lungs, his roar sounded particularly weary.

This only made the unease in his heart grow stronger.

He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t sat on the throne long enough; how could he fall due to a mere epidemic?

This was simply laughable!

Upon hearing Feng Qingyang’s words, Imperial Physician Ming had no choice but to step forward and say, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Although this prescription can’t cure the illness immediately, it can suppress your disease while strengthening your body. As long as you recuperate well and your body grows stronger, you will surely be able to overcome the epidemic."

But he didn’t mention that Feng Qingyang’s body had nearly been emptied by Consort Li, and this prescription probably wouldn’t be effective for long.

Furthermore, if the supplements were too robust, it might only cause his body to deteriorate faster.

Hearing Imperial Physician Ming’s words, Feng Qingyang’s expression slightly eased.

He then sat down and asked, "Is the Crown Prince showing any symptoms?"

He himself had caught the illness; if Feng Qiwu was still perfectly fine, it would be hard for him not to suspect something!

Imperial Physician Ming immediately replied, "Your Majesty, since the Crown Prince was present for only a short time, and no one dared to approach him, he probably was not infected."

After all, everyone else was toasting and dining together, but when the Crown Prince arrived, everyone distanced themselves, even holding their breath.

Moreover, he was there for only a brief moment.

Under such circumstances, it would be difficult to infect him with the disease.

At this point, Feng Qingyang’s expression indeed turned frigid and solemn.

During the entire grand assembly, the Crown Prince was the only one who hadn’t attended.

This undoubtedly made him suspect that the entire epidemic was orchestrated by the Crown Prince!

Just as Feng Qingyang was suspecting Feng Qiwu, a little eunuch outside came to report, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince requests an audience."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Qiwu’s vibrant red figure appeared and breezed into the Yangxin Hall.

"Your son greets Father. I heard that Father is unwell, so I came especially to visit." Feng Qiwu greeted calmly.