The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

No matter how she called out, she received no response from Yang Xia. But Yang Xia was unaware that his current situation terrified Shaoyao.

Peony looked at the old fisherman anxiously and said, "I beg you... please tell me quickly, what should I do? I'll do anything, as long as there's a way to wake him up."

When Yang Xia manipulated the puppet to approach Shaoyao and the old fisherman, he listened carefully and then he understood the reason.

The situation was critical today, and given Yang Xia's original plan, he intended to lead his fleet to China today.

But when morning came, Yang Xia still hadn't shown up, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone sensed something was wrong, and at that moment, Meng Yu arrived at the palace early.

He wanted to ask Yang Xia to get up earlier because there was still a lot of preparation work to be done.

Traveling to China is no small matter. Although he had prepared everything for Yang Xia, there were some things that Yang Xia still needed to do in person.

At this critical moment, Meng Yu also appeared very anxious and uneasy.

The moment Meng Yu stepped into the palace, he sensed something was amiss.

“Strange… Your Majesty, what is going on? The situation is critical today. He originally planned to set sail for China with his fleet today.”

"But why can't we see him in the main hall, and why is it so quiet? Could something have happened?"

"Something's not right... I don't seem to have heard any noise. What's going on? I guess I have to find out."

Thinking this, Meng Yu quickened his pace. The moment he stepped into the main hall, Meng Yu felt his heart race and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

At this moment, Yang Xia's entire consciousness resided within the puppet body he controlled.

This caused Yang Xia to lose consciousness, and he lay there stiffly.

Meng Yu was utterly terrified by what he saw. He immediately rushed to Yang Xia's side and shouted:
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, wake up! What's wrong with you?"

"Speak up! What happened to you? Why did you suddenly fall unconscious?"

"No wonder I didn't see you this morning. What happened?"

Meng Yu kept calling out to Yang Xia, but he couldn't get a response from Yang Xia.

This made him extremely anxious. Just then, Peony suddenly walked in.

Upon hearing Meng Yu's shout, Shaoyao was startled. She hurriedly ran over.

Looking at Meng Yu with a tense expression, he asked, "Lord Meng... what exactly happened? What's wrong with the King?"

When Meng Yu heard Shaoyao's question, he nodded helplessly and said, "I don't know either! When I came in, the King was already unconscious."

"No matter how I call out, it's no use. You must quickly find someone to help and see if you can find a way to wake the king up."

Upon hearing Meng Yu's instructions, Peony hurriedly ran out.

They frantically inquired along the way, trying to find a way to awaken Yang Xia.

Through Peony's persistent efforts, she finally heard one of the people say that there was an old man with a white beard on the beach who was proficient in witchcraft.

Peony rushed over and desperately sought a solution from the old man.

Peony looked at the old man anxiously and said, "I beg you... please help me quickly! No matter what the cost, as long as the king wakes up, that's all I need."

"The Great Zhou Dynasty needs him, and its millions of people cannot do without him. We must not let anything happen to him."

After learning about Yang Xia's situation from Shaoyao, the old man felt somewhat troubled.

He couldn't help but sigh, looking at Peony and saying, "I have listened carefully to your description just now, regarding the situation that has occurred to the King."

"It's very likely that his spirit has wandered elsewhere. There is a way to bring his spiritual power back."

When Peony heard the old man say those words, she was overjoyed and seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

She looked at the old man anxiously and asked, "Then tell me quickly! I'll agree to anything, no matter what it takes."

The old man looked at Peony with a helpless expression and said, "It's like this... To regain his spiritual power, we must use blood as a catalyst."

"But I must warn you in advance that this kind of spell is extremely dangerous."

"If you're not careful, the person donating blood could die, so you need to be prepared and consider whether you really need to do this."

After hearing the old man explain the method, Peony didn't hesitate at all.

She rushed forward and desperately grabbed the old man, pleading, "Old man... I beg you, please save him! I'm willing to donate blood."

"I'll give you as much blood as you want, as long as you can wake him up. I don't care if it costs me my life."

Peony looked extremely flustered, her words becoming somewhat incoherent as she desperately pleaded with the old man.

She wanted him to do everything he could to bring Yang Xia back to her senses; she didn't care about anything else.

After hearing what Shaoyao said, Yang Xia felt a surge of intense excitement and emotion.

He stood at a distance, gazing affectionately at the peony, and said, "Thank you... thank you for being willing to risk your own safety for me."

"I have no way to repay your deep kindness. You even risked your life to revive me."

"If I hadn't overheard these things today, I simply couldn't imagine it. Do you know what your words mean to me?"

"Silly girl... How could I let you go into danger? How could I let you be so reckless?"

Yang Xia watched as the old man and Shaoyao returned to the palace together. Shaoyao was anxious to wake him up as soon as possible, and even shed tears silently, which made Yang Xia feel very sorry for her.

Yang Xia was naturally unwilling for Shaoyao to take risks for him, as even the slightest mistake could cost her her life, which was something he absolutely did not want to see.

Therefore, when he saw the old man and the peony returning to the palace, Yang Xia hurriedly made his way back and finally arrived at the palace before the peony and the old man, and put the puppet back into the system space.

As consciousness returned, Yang Xia slowly awoke. When he overheard the conversation between Shaoyao and the old man, another plan formed in his mind, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

He slowly closed his eyes, silently thinking, "Peony, I'm sorry... I was really curious to know what you would choose at this crucial moment."

"Are you afraid and regret what you said before? I want to know the result."

"What I really want to know is how important I am to you, and whether you would give everything for me without hesitation."

“I know this is wrong, and I know you must be very anxious, but I’m really unwilling to do it.”

Thinking of this, Yang Xia closed his eyes again, pretending to be unconscious.

His purpose was clear: he wanted to see if Peony was truly willing to make such a sacrifice for him.

Peony and the old man returned to Yang Xia's bedroom, and Meng Yu followed them.

They carefully examined Yang Xia's condition, and everyone was extremely anxious.

With tears streaming down her face, Peony said to the old man, "Old man... you must find a way to wake him up, don't worry about my feelings."

"Draw as much blood as you need, even if you drain me dry, I'm willing to do it all, I just want him to wake up."

Meng Yu was deeply moved by what Shaoyao said.

But seeing Yang Xia's condition, it was too late for him to persuade him. Meng Yu looked at the old man with a puzzled expression and asked, "Old man... can you tell me, what is the way to wake the King?"

"What did you two mean by what you just said? The more I listen, the more confused I get."

Upon hearing Meng Yu's question, the old man sighed and said, "The reason why the king is like this is because his spiritual power has gone elsewhere."

"To revive him now, we must restore his spiritual strength."

“But in the process of summoning spiritual power, I need blood as a catalyst. This young woman is willing to donate blood, but donating blood is very dangerous, and the slightest carelessness could endanger the life of the blood donor.”

The old man gave a detailed explanation, which greatly surprised Meng Yu.

But when he saw Yang Xia lying there quietly, he couldn't care less about anything else.

He immediately walked up to the old man and the peony and said, "How about this... I'm also willing to donate blood. If you don't have enough blood, you can take mine."

"The Great Zhou Dynasty can do without me, but it absolutely cannot do without the King. I believe you all understand this."

"So no matter what it takes, we must get the king back to consciousness as soon as possible. We are willing to donate blood for him."

"It's worth sacrificing your life to ensure the King's safety. Hurry up and do it, don't waste any more time."

Meng Yu spoke with unwavering resolve, without the slightest hesitation or fear.

Yang Xia heard everything that Shaoyao and Mengyu did clearly.

This deeply moved him, especially Meng Yu's words, which he will always remember.

Yang Xia felt a mix of joy, sadness, and immense happiness.

But he was mostly moved. This time, his feigned unconsciousness showed him how loyal his men were to him, which made him very gratified.

He silently prayed in his heart, "What virtue or ability do I, Yang Xia, possess to have met you all in this life? It is truly an honor beyond measure."

"With you all by my side with your wholehearted support, I will never feel lonely in my life."

"Thank you for being willing to give your lives for me. I will always remember your kindness."

"Please forgive me for letting you down this time, but I am truly content."

Just as Yang Xia was deeply moved, at Meng Yu and Shao Yao's request, the old man took out the vessel and knife used for casting spells.

Prepare to bleed the peony to revive Yang Xia as soon as possible.

At this crucial moment, Yang Xia suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

He looked at Shaoyao and Mengyu with a blank expression and asked, "What are you doing? Who is this old man?"

"Why are you carrying knives? Did something happen? I don't remember anything."

"What time is it now? How come I slept until now? Why didn't any of you wake me up?"

Yang Xia deliberately pretended to be clueless, unaware of what had happened before.

When Peony saw Yang Xia suddenly sit up, she froze, tears streaming down her face.

She turned to Meng Yu, her voice trembling with emotion, and said, "Lord Meng... am I dreaming? I think I saw the King awaken, is this real?"

Peony spoke while crying, unable to control her emotions at that moment.

Seeing that Shaoyao was heartbroken, Meng Yu quickly stepped forward to comfort her: "Don't worry, you're not dreaming, the King has really woken up."

After receiving confirmation from Meng Yu, Peony turned around again to look at Yang Xia, who was sitting there.

This time, Peony couldn't care less about anything else. She wiped away her tears and rushed towards Yang Xia.

She immediately buried herself in Yang Xia's arms and burst into tears.

Yang Xia felt very sorry for the frightened peony.

He hugged Shaoyao tightly, comforting her with a happy expression, "I'm fine...you look so worried."

"I just slept too long, don't be scared, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

"Stop crying, you'll look ugly if you keep crying."

Yang Xia spoke gently, her face beaming with a happy smile.

Seeing this scene, Meng Yu and the old man standing to the side instantly understood the deep affection between Yang Xia and Shaoyao.

The old man and Meng Yu exchanged a glance, then quietly turned and left the room in tacit agreement.

Yang Xia felt a pang of heartache when he saw Shaoyao crying so bitterly.

He quickly wiped away Shaoyao's tears and said gently, "Don't cry... When did you become such a crybaby? I'm perfectly fine."

"Listen to me... I won't do it again. It's all my fault today. I made you worry."

As he spoke, Yang Xia gently kissed Shaoyao on the forehead, which made Shaoyao feel flattered.

She looked up at Yang Xia with a happy expression and asked, "Are you really alright? You scared me to death just now."

"No matter how I call you, you don't respond to me. I thought you didn't want me anymore. I was really scared."

Yang Xia felt very sad when he heard what Shaoyao said.

He held Peony tightly in his arms and said affectionately, "How could I not want you? How could I not want you?"

"Don't worry about me. I assure you, I will come back as soon as I have settled things in Nebula Kingdom."

"I will marry you then, and you will always be by my side, never leaving me. I will also stay by your side every step of the way."

Upon hearing Yang Xia's words, Peony felt incredibly excited and happy.

She looked up, her face flushed with shyness, and asked, "Your Majesty... is everything you said true? You really want to marry me? You're not lying to me, are you?"

“I’ll take your words seriously and look forward to your return every day. It’s not too late for you to back out now.”

Seeing the peony's adorable appearance, Yang Xia smiled slightly and said, "Really... every word I'm saying now is from the bottom of my heart."

"I want you to be my wife, and to stay by my side forever. Do you understand?"

Peony trembled with excitement. She threw herself into Yang Xia's arms again, nodding frantically. She looked shy yet incredibly happy.

After Yang Xia and Shaoyao confessed their love, Yang Xia got up and tidied himself up.

He slowly walked out of the palace and came to the seaside again, only to see that Meng Yu's fleet was already ready.

This pleased Yang Xia greatly. He looked at the impressive fleet of more than twenty ships anchored there.

Yang Xia made up his mind and silently said in his heart: "China... I'm coming. This time, no matter what, I will help you get through this crisis."

"We cannot allow the Nebula Kingdom to bully you any further. We must unite to fight against these invading foreign enemies." (End of Chapter)