Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"He's still breathing! His Highness is still breathing!"

Wei Zhong's voice trembled with excitement.

He saved the emperor's life!

This is an immense act of merit in supporting the emperor!

With the old emperor dead, Xia Jie became the rightful new emperor.

Having pulled the new emperor back from the brink of death, his position as Grand Eunuch is now secure.

Nine thousand years old!

Second only to the emperor, above all others!

"Quickly! Summon the imperial physician!"

The imperial physician rushed in, carrying his medicine chest, stumbling and crawling.

Two fingers were placed on Xia Jie's wrist, and beads of sweat instantly dripped from his forehead onto the back of his hand.

"Steward... His Highness is severely injured and his life hangs by a thread!"

Wei Zhong grabbed the imperial physician by the collar and spat in his face.

"I don't care what method you use! As long as His Highness has a breath left, you have to keep him alive!"

"If His Highness dies, your entire family will be buried with him!"

"Take him back to the palace!"

Dozens of guards carried the soft couch and ran all the way down the mountain.

Wei Zhong dragged all the imperial physicians from their beds overnight.

Dozens of old men surrounded Xia Jie, not daring to close their eyes, and stayed up for two days and two nights.

Wei Zhong held a knife to the neck of the head of the Imperial Medical Academy.

"Save them! Use the best medicine! Take out the thousand-year-old blood ginseng from the national treasury and slice it! Use the Tian Shan snow lotus to make soup!"

The hospital director had a long face.

"Steward, you're too weak to handle such nourishment!"

"If I can't save him, I'll chop you up first!"

Dozens of imperial physicians were sweating profusely as they performed acupuncture, administered medication, and poured all sorts of potent drugs down his throat without restraint.

They forcefully snatched Xia Jie back from the clutches of the King of Hell.

Xia Jie opened his eyes.

Wei Zhong knelt down by the bed with a thud, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"Your Highness! You're finally awake! This old servant was so worried about you!"

He is ready to embrace his glorious life.

To be promoted and given a higher rank.

He wielded immense power!

result.

A trembling voice shattered his sweet dream.

"Your Highness... your vital energy is depleted... it has damaged your very foundation... I fear... I fear you will never be able to regain your former glory!"

The head of the Imperial Medical Academy knelt on the ground, slamming his forehead against the floor tiles with a loud thud.

Upon hearing this, Xia Jie suddenly reached for his crotch.

then.

The sky is falling.

He was taken aback at first.

Then, filled with disbelief, he frantically kneaded the quilt with both hands.

Finally, his entire face turned purplish-red, and the veins on his neck bulged out.

Conflict—

Xia Jie drew his sword from the bedside and beheaded the headmaster with a single stroke.

puff!

Rolling around.

The head rolled to Wei Zhong's feet, and warm blood sprayed all over his face.

Xia Jie was still not satisfied, so he stabbed the eunuch who was carrying water next to him with his sword.

Wei Zhong was stunned and lay in the pool of blood, not daring to breathe.

The Third Prince is deposed.

He became a eunuch completely.

Xia Jie held a blood-dripping longsword, its tip pointing directly at Wei Zhong's nose.

"Go! Go find me medicine!"

"Bring me all the aphrodisiacs in the world! If you can't cure me, you will all die!"

Wei Zhong kowtowed so hard that the floor tiles cracked.

From that day on, the Third Prince's residence became a living hell.

His personality changed drastically.

Strange, eccentric, and violent.

They kill people at the drop of a hat.

The water used to serve the tea was too hot; it was dangerous.

The sound of footsteps is too loud, kill.

Even a glance at him would result in his eyes being gouged out.

Wei Zhong's dream of becoming the emperor of nine thousand years was shattered without a trace.

They didn't gain any benefit whatsoever.

Every day, I have to act like a grandson, keeping a low profile.

He was afraid that one day Xia Jie might get angry and chop him up and feed him to the dogs.

"Godfather".

After delivering the order, Shunzi jogged back and sneakily approached Wei Zhong.

"The main army has already set off, and the Left Army Commander has also led his men to the southwest."

Hearing the sound of porcelain shattering coming from inside the central command tent, Shunzi shrank back.

"Godfather, His Highness's temper has been getting worse lately. Yesterday he just beheaded two of the cooks who delivered his meals, all because the food was too salty."

Wei Zhong sneered.

"Too salty? That's because he's suffering inside!"

"Men without roots are all psychopaths!"

"We who were castrated as children are one thing, but he's a prince who became a monk halfway through his life, how could he not go mad?"

Shunzi was so frightened that he covered Wei Zhong's mouth.

"Godfather! You've gone mad! If this gets to His Highness's ears, our entire family will be executed!"

Wei Zhong shoved Shunzi's hand away.

"Execute nine generations of your family? I'm a eunuch, what nine generations of my family would I have!"

He gritted his teeth, staring at the enormous military camp before him.

"Shunzi."

"My son is here."

Wei Zhong sighed and lowered his voice.

"Do you think we saved the wrong person back then?"

Shunzi hunched his neck and looked around.

"Godfather, watch your words! Watch your words!"

"Be careful my ass!"

Wei Zhong felt increasingly cheated.

The old emperor is dead anyway.

We can just pick any baby from the imperial clan, put him on the throne, and use him to command the feudal lords.

Wouldn't it be great to be a comfortable regent eunuch?

I absolutely have to bring this living devil back to torment myself!

Wei Zhong raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face, the sound ringing out loudly.

"Serves you right for being so greedy! Serves you right for being so eager to take credit!"

Shunzi was terrified.

"Godfather, please don't hit yourself..."

"Get out of my way!"

Wei Zhong kicked Shunzi away.

"Go check with the logistics battalion! Have those useless idiots prepared the sandbags for filling the river yet?"

"If we can't take Blackwater Pass in three hours..."

"That damned eunuch... cough, that living ancestor will definitely skin us alive!"

Shunzi slipped away as fast as he could.

Wei Zhong straightened his wind-blown whisk and glanced back at the bright yellow tent.

"Pooh!"

He spat a mouthful of phlegm into the mud.

"You damned eunuch!"

……

Blackwater Pass.

On the city wall, the blue bricks gleamed from the rain.

The camps of 1.2 million troops from Zhongzhou stretched for eighty miles from the north bank of the Luo River to the horizon.

Catapults, siege engines, and siege ladders, like lurking steel behemoths, lined up in a row on the muddy wasteland.

Meng Hu paced back and forth along the battlements in frustration, his iron boots clattering on the blue bricks.

He leaned halfway out and looked out of the city.

A dark mass.

It stretches from the moat all the way to the horizon.

The massive black iron shields formed a black iron wall.

The breaths of millions of people merged together, even drowning out the roar of the wind and rain.

Meng Hu spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"Damn it! That son of a bitch Xia Jie really brought out his entire fortune!"

He turned his head and walked towards the center of the city gate tower.

Qin Ruxue stood there tall and straight, dressed in black and red armor, her high ponytail disheveled by the wind.

She gripped a bronze mirror tightly in her hand, her thumb repeatedly rubbing the smooth surface of the mirror.

But the mirror was cold and lifeless.

There were no ripples, no light.

Qin Ruxue bit her lower lip.

It's been two days.

Two whole days.

Lin Mo seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Still can't get in touch?

Meng Hu walked up to Qin Ruxue and asked.

Qin Ruxue shook her head, flipped her wrist, and neatly put the Heart-to-Heart Mirror into her bosom.