The Empress Kneels in Her Palace to Admit Her Mistakes After Slaying Her Ways in the Female-Oriented

He Jin's shout was even louder than before.

This immediately boosted morale, which had just begun to relax slightly.

The soldiers' courage was bolstered.

They all followed He Jin's lead and launched an attack.

However, after traveling less than half a mile, another maidservant came galloping clumsily on horseback. Just like before, before she even arrived, her voice preceded her call: "M-M-Master..."

"Oh no, oh no..."

"The lady is dying, the lady is dying..."

"Madam, your life hangs by a thread."

"Madam, it's truly no use!"

The sound was even more powerful than before, further weakening the morale of the soldiers who had been gathered together. He Jin, having spent many years in the army, was extremely clear about this.

This made the anger even more intense.

"Tang Zhitao, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"Why did you have to die now, of all times? Why not earlier or later?"

"You fucking...you'd be better off dead!"

He Jin cursed loudly and immediately gave his personal guards a stern order: "Next time, even if the sky falls, don't let anyone report these trivial matters!"

Before his personal guards could answer, he shouted again, "Soldiers, the plan remains unchanged! Continue! Advance towards Qingfeng Post Station!"

The morale of all the soldiers was boosted.

Many soldiers were filled with an overwhelming fighting spirit at this moment.

They even whispered among themselves while marching.

"Our leader is truly extraordinary!"

"Of course. In other military camps, people are allowed to have love affairs, but our lord never cares about these things unless Yun Jing issues a strict order. Just based on that, we know that our lord is worthy of our loyalty."

"Our lord is the only one who is sober while everyone else is drunk. Based on that alone, we will not lose this battle and will surely gain great merit."

"Absolutely! We'll get a huge credit!"

……

Although Tang Zhitao's disruptive actions affected the morale of the troops, He Jin's swift and decisive actions not only prevented the morale from being demoralized but actually boosted it even further.

The soldiers felt their blood boiling.

Many people have secretly vowed to teach Ren Tianye's army a lesson.

But, at that moment...

He Jin, who had been charging at the forefront, suddenly pulled on the reins and, with his powerful arm strength, forced the horse to turn around. He then skillfully swung the horse with his right hand, striking its rump hard.

The horse, in pain, let out a loud neigh and galloped away at a speed more than ten times faster than it had come.

They were so fast that they disappeared from the soldiers' sight in the blink of an eye.

The soldiers, who had just been excited and even moved, were suddenly dumbfounded!

"No, sir, have we gone back?"

"Wasn't he shouting quite loudly? Why, why did he go back?"

"We agreed to fight Ren Tianye, I even sharpened my sword, sir... have you gone back?"

"Ahhh, what's going on? Isn't the Duke of Ren the only clear-headed person? Why do you want to go back? Does Yun Jing not have anyone as clear-headed as the Duke of Ren?"

……

The soldiers were completely dumbfounded.

A series of bewildered faces turned their heads to look in the direction where He Jin's figure disappeared. Under the setting sun, they formed a bizarre and eerie scene, much like rows of bewildered fruits lined up neatly under a big tree.

He Jin, in fact, didn't know why he wanted to go back.

But a strong intuition suddenly arose in my heart.

If he doesn't go back this time, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

So, without any warning, he suddenly spurred his horse and galloped back without stopping. When he arrived at the military camp, he was so in such a hurry that he stumbled and almost fell when he dismounted.

She was helped up by a maid who rushed over.

What exactly happened to Tang Zhitao?

"She can't really be in trouble, right?"

"Is she being dramatic?"

"Damn it, if I find out she's really acting up, I'll skin her alive today!"

The maidservant said in a panic, "Master, no, no, Madam, she is really on the verge of death. Doctor Yan has already come to treat her."

"Is destiny hanging by a thread?"

He Jin felt a surge of panic: "Why is he suddenly on the verge of death? How could this happen?"

As he spoke, He Jin quickly entered the room and indeed saw Tang Zhitao lying on the bed, her face as pale as paper, her breath weak, and her life hanging by a thread. Moreover, large patches of red spots had appeared on her fair neck, making her look quite terrifying.

"What happened?"

"It was fine just now."

Beside him stood a middle-aged man with a beard, none other than Doctor Yan, a renowned physician from the vicinity of Luoyan Ferry. He had already examined Tang Zhitao's pulse and stood up, saying, "Sir, Madam's condition is a skin allergy caused by eating oranges."

"Did you have an allergic reaction?"

"Yes!" Doctor Yan said, "Madam has a special constitution. The nature of citrus fruits is warm, sour and sweet, which is completely contrary to her lung qi and stomach qi. Once they enter her body, the righteous and evil qi will fight fiercely, causing a sudden illness."

"His life was indeed hanging by a thread!"

Boom!

It sounded like thunder was exploding overhead.

He Jin's face also turned pale.

He peeled that orange for Tang Zhitao, so Tang Zhitao ate the orange he peeled himself, and that's why... her life hung by a thread?

Turning to look at Tang Zhitao, he seemed to regain some clarity before death and immediately asked, "Tang Zhitao, what are you doing?"

"You're allergic to oranges, and you still ate the orange I peeled for you?"

"Are you crazy?"

Lying on the bed, Tang Zhitao immediately smiled sweetly: "Husband, this is the first time you've peeled an orange for me. I've never eaten an orange that you peeled yourself before."

"I'm very happy."

"I'm really happy..."

Before he could finish speaking, his neck tilted to the side.

Startled, Doctor Yan quickly tried to pinch Tang Zhitao's philtrum. When that didn't work, he even took out an acupuncture kit. But with each needle, Tang Zhitao showed no improvement whatsoever; her breathing grew weaker and weaker until…

There was no breath left!

Doctor Yan's hand trembled slightly, and he sighed.

He stood up and said, "Sir, Madam, I can't go on."

"It should be well known that she was born with unusual constitution and was inherently susceptible to illness, yet she still ate citrus fruits, causing her airway to suddenly close and her lungs to cease functioning. It was too late to save her!"

"I am powerless to help."

These words were clearly audible, but He Jin seemed not to hear them at all. He stood there, feeling a tightness in his chest, a lingering sense of frustration, and a deep, intense regret.

"Zhi Tao, Zhi Tao, she knew she would die from eating oranges, but she still ate them for me. She, she, she was willing to give up her life for my love."

"And wasn't I good to her before?"

He Jin muttered to himself, but Doctor Yan beside him heard him clearly and couldn't help but frown.

"Knowing that eating oranges will kill you, why would you still eat them?"

"This is love? Is this some kind of insane thing?"

"Are you out of your mind?!"

……