After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

Chapter 21 The Buddha Blessed
Emperor Ming stood up abruptly, and rushed out to greet him.

The hope that has been gradually extinguished in the past few days has been ignited with a little spark.

"Father!" Yue Jue hurried up to greet her, knelt down and saluted.

"Jue'er?" Emperor Ming personally helped Yue Jue up, and eagerly leaned behind him.

"Where's Huan'er? Have you found your sister?"

"My son is incompetent..." Yue Jue's expression was gloomy, Fengshen's handsome face was haggard and pale, and the search day after day had exhausted his energy and blood.

Emperor Ming staggered unsteadily, with a mournful expression on his face.

Looking at the vast snowfield, he felt powerless for the first time.

"Father?" Yue Jue stretched out his hand to support Ming Emperor who was standing unsteadily, worrying endlessly. It was only a few days since he had seen him, and his father was showing his old appearance.

Emperor Ming's distant gaze slowly fell on Yue Jue, only then did he notice that Yue Jue's complexion was extremely pale, there were still many injuries on her body, and the luxurious brocade clothes had become tattered.

"Jue'er, why did you suffer such serious injuries? Hurry up, call the imperial doctor!"

After regaining his senses, Emperor Ming's face turned ashen, and the anger surging in his chest wished to wipe out the entire Qingshan Mountain!

One of his sons and daughters was missing, and the other was scarred, how could he not be angry!
"Father, my son is fine, it's just some skin trauma." Yue Jue comforted Emperor Ming's anger, "This time, my son is not completely useless, Jiang Qi was brought back by my son."

Jiang Qi was the last person to contact Yue Huan, so he must know something.

After receiving the news of Yue Jue's return, the queen who rushed over just in time heard him mention Jiang Qi, she took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Where is Jiang Qi?"

"Where is Huan'er? Where is Huan'er?"

Murong Ling's voice was a little trembling, she stared intently at Yue Jue's eyes, anxious and apprehensive.

She is not a blindly optimistic person. Even a man who has practiced martial arts all year round may not be able to survive seven days in such a bad snowstorm.

What's more, Yue Huan, who is weak, fell off the cliff with a sword, and the chance of surviving is even slimmer.

But what if?
"Huan'er hasn't been found yet..." Yue Jue's heart ached so much, Yue Huan's disappearance made him worry, but now looking at the emaciated mother, his heart ached even more.

"The queen mother must love her phoenix body, and Huan'er will be fine."

No news is the best news.

Huan'er might have been rescued by an expert, but she was too seriously injured to tell them.

Yue Huan's falling off the cliff is still vivid in his memory, and in the past few days, whenever he closed his eyes for a moment, there would be Yue Huan's figure, the wound on his chest was bleeding profusely, staining her pure white riding clothes red.

In the dream, Yue Huan clutched her chest and screamed for pain...

Murong Ling's expression was gloomy, but she refused to give up her obsession. She cheered up: "Yes, Huan'er will be fine, she will be fine."

Looking at Yue Jue's body covered in injuries, Murong Ling knew that her son was no better than herself, and both she and Emperor Ming could see Yue Jue's love for Yue Huan.

"It's been hard for you these few days." Murong Lingwen stroked Yue Jue's pale face, feeling very distressed.

The palms and backs are full of meat.

"I don't have to work hard, as long as I can find Huaner, no matter how hard I am, I can bear it."

If possible, Yue Jue only wished that he was the one who got hurt, and that all sufferings would be far away from Yue Huan.

She has had a hard time.

Any injuries, any pains are aimed at him as an older brother.

"Jue'er..."

Murong Ling felt sore in his heart, "Good boy, take care of your wounds."

"My son's injury is not serious," Yue Jue looked at the empress's sick appearance, lifted his robe and knelt down, "I beg father and queen to drive back to the palace!"

Emperor Ming looked at the prince who was kneeling and begging, and said nothing with a sullen face.

Yue Jue knew that Yue Huan was what Emperor Ming and the Empress missed most, so he continued:
"I also ask father and queen mother to take good care of the dragon's body, and my ministers will stay with Qingshan and continue to look for Huan'er's whereabouts!"

Yue Jue had just seen the advising doctor Xu Yu who was dragged out, and she already guessed what happened.

The winter hunt has passed, and the emperor and empress have not returned for a long time, so the courtiers will naturally have some criticisms.

Looking at the hesitant Emperor Ming, Yue Jue took a strong dose of medicine: "If Huan'er knows that the emperor and mother don't care about their bodies because of her, he will be very sad."

The wind with Qingshan is always mixed with flying snow, and the ice and snow are getting thicker.

Emperor Ming glanced at the queen and sighed slightly: "Forget it, then go back to the palace."

Even as an emperor, he can't help himself.

Emperor Ming turned around and returned to the tent in a lonely state, looking at Yue Jue as if thinking of something again: "Bring Jiang Qi to see me."

Murong Lingwen looked at Emperor Ming's panicked back, and helped Yue Jue up: "Get up, I and your father will leave for the palace today, and Huan'er will be handed over to you."

She knew that Emperor Ming had no choice but to act.

He always wanted to hear about Jue'er moving out of Yuehuan, and besides, she couldn't die anymore.

Continued punishment will only chill the hearts of the courtiers.

Yue Jue sent Murong Lingwen away, and sent someone to call Wei Chi.

"Did those assassins find any clues?"

Yue Jue thought that he could not find any trace of Yue Huan, and the worst plan was that Yue Huan had already been taken away by the assassin.

Wei Chi's face was very ugly, and he said to Yue Jue with a reined face: "Prince Qi, the only thing we have found so far is that all the assassins are from a killer organization - Shadow Moon Building!"

All the killers of Shadow Moon Tower have a totem of a spider stabbed on the back of their necks. This organization is well-known in the world, and no one knows where the headquarters of Shadow Moon Tower is.

If an employer wants to hire a killer from Shadow Moon Building, he needs to prepare ten thousand taels of gold before he can make an appointment.

As for the commission for buying a murderer, it is another price.

"Shadow Moon Tower?" Yue Jue frowned slightly, he had heard of this Shadow Moon Tower.

It's just that when did the killer organization in the world reach out to the court and dare to attack the king of a country?
Who is the person who hired the murderer behind the scenes?
"Have you found any traces of the landlord Yingyue?"

Wei Chi's back tightened: "No."

The identity of Yingyue, the owner of Yingyue Building, is mysterious, and no one has seen her true face so far.

Wei Chi checking him is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Yue Jue narrowed her eyes slightly, and continued: "Those assassins can't just appear out of thin air, can they?"

Wei Chi was shrouded in Yue Jue's cold eyes, and cold sweat broke out from his temples: "My minister... is incompetent!"

With just a few words from the prince, Wei Chi was so ashamed that he couldn't hold his head up. As the general responsible for this safety, he seriously failed his duty.

In this huge and green mountain, it has not yet been ascertained who is the insider of the Shadow Moon Tower.

Although he was a general on the battlefield and not good at investigating cases, Emperor Ming and the princess were assassinated under his protection. This blatant provocation was all a mockery of his incompetence.

Yue Jue's eyes were completely cold: "General Xuanwei, it's ridiculous to ask three questions!"

"After you find the princess, go ask for punishment!"

Wei Chi bowed respectfully: "This humble minister leads the decree."

This penalty, he admits.

Even if the crown prince doesn't mention it, he will plead guilty to His Majesty after finding the princess!

Yue Jue asked the accompanying imperial physician to bandage the wound briefly, and then went to detain Jiang Qi's tent to arrest him.

His father interrogated Jiang Qi, and he also had too many questions he wanted to know.

Jiang Qi stood in the inner hall of the tent with cold eyes, facing the cold and oppressive scrutiny of Emperor Ming without fear.

"Assassins are chasing after you, why are you alright?"

Emperor Ming stared at the intact Jiang Qi, pulling the hatred value concisely.

Every message conveyed by the eyes seems to say, why is it not you who died?
Jiang Qi smiled coldly, his life was like nothing in Emperor Ming's eyes, and he was ready to die for that woman Yue Huan at any time.

He stared at Emperor Ming and thought, if more than a dozen people besiege, you are fine.

"Probably the blessing of the Buddha."

Jiang Qi patted his slightly dirty robe, and answered casually.

It has to be said that the robe that Yue Huan prepared for him was somewhat useful, and it was frost-resistant and durable.

"Presumptuous!" Emperor Ming's eyebrows sank, and he sternly reprimanded him!

Yue Jue's complexion is also not very good-looking, Yue Huan's life and death are uncertain now, how can he allow him to play tricks like this.

Jiang Qi looked at Emperor Ming lazily, and mocked himself: "If it wasn't for the blessing of the Buddha, I would also be curious about a proton from another country. What would it be worth for an assassin to take the risk of killing me?"

(End of this chapter)