Outside the Night King's mansion, Yun Shu boarded a carriage with Xiao Jing and the other two, preparing to return to the General's mansion.
Scarcely had the mother and her three children left when two figures appeared.
Two women approached from not far away.
"Madam, that is the second young lady Yun, daughter of the Great General Yun. Judging by the situation, it seems she is about to marry the Night King," a young maidservant said to the lady beside her.
The lady hummed, her eyes leaving the speeding carriage. She then looked up at the Night King's mansion, as if looking through it to see something else.
Seeing the lady lost in thought as she stared at the Night King's mansion, the maidservant chuckled, "Once the Heir takes you back to his mansion, you'll see that the Marquis's mansion is not much different from the Night King's mansion."
"Is that so? I actually had a chance to come to the Night King's mansion before, but..." The lady did not finish her sentence, leaving it half-spoken.
"Does Madam know someone from the Night King's mansion?" the maidservant asked, a little confused. Why did Madam leave her sentence unfinished?
The lady lowered her head and sneered, "My background is humble, how could I possibly know anyone from the Night King's mansion? Xiao Cui, let's go."
"Ah?" The maidservant was truly bewildered.
She couldn't quite grasp her lady's situation. As they walked, she heard that the Night King's mansion was nearby and wanted to take a look. After seeing it, she uttered such inexplicable words, leaving the maidservant utterly confused.
"Xiao Cui, do not mention our visit to the front of the Night King's mansion today to the Heir, lest he overthink things," the lady instructed Xiao Cui.
Although Xiao Cui's mind was a muddle, she still obediently nodded, "Yes, Madam."
"Let's go. The Heir should be coming by today. I will cook myself. Let's go buy some wild mountain vegetables first. They are most delicious for making wild vegetable buns, the Heir loves them," the lady quickened her pace.
It was as if she was afraid that if she walked too slowly, someone might discover her.
Xiao Cui also hurried her steps behind her, "Yes, Miss!"
...
That night.
Inside the Regent's mansion.
The young Emperor Zhan Tianhong emerged from the palace and specifically came to the Regent's mansion.
A line of imperial physicians followed behind him.
In the room, Zhan Tianhong subtly glanced at the Empress Dowager, clearly seeing her haggard appearance. In just one day since leaving the palace, she looked as if she had aged several years.
A certain guess in his heart was instantly confirmed.
Then he looked at Zhan Ming, who was suffering so much he wished he were dead. He immediately walked over, appearing very concerned, "Sixth Uncle, how are you? Where are you feeling unwell now?"
Zhan Ming knitted his brows, wishing he could wring Zhan Tianhong's neck right now.
Why did he have to come at this particular time? And not to mock him, but to feign concern?
Seeing Zhan Ming roll his eyes in anger, Zhan Tianhong ordered the imperial physicians behind him, "Quick! Examine the Regent. You must save the Regent! Remember my command: save the Regent with all your heart. Absolutely do not let anything happen to the Regent!"
"Yes!" the imperial physicians replied in unison.
As one of the imperial physicians was about to approach Zhan Ming, Zhan Ming glared at him with sinister eyes and roared, "Scram!"
"Sixth Uncle, you absolutely cannot be in danger! My relatives are dwindling. If you also pass away, who will I be able to trust in the future?" Zhan Tianhong's voice choked with feigned emotion.
He then turned to the Empress Dowager, whose face was grim, "Mother, don't you agree?"
The Empress Dowager had no intention of playing along with Zhan Tianhong. She said coldly, "Your Majesty is kind. However, these imperial physicians are no longer needed. Divine Doctor Zuo is already working on a solution, and I believe Divine Doctor Zuo will surely find a way to save the Regent."
She never imagined that the boy who once knelt before her begging her to be his mother would now add fuel to the fire!
Truly hateful!
Zhan Ming's pale lips trembled with rage. He gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "This King will not die..."
Anyone else might die.
But he would not die!
His life would not be this short!
This brat in front of him, barely out of his adolescence, was already putting on the airs of an emperor and acting pretentious? He was practically courting death! He would absolutely not let this brat off!
Seeing Zhan Ming's extreme anger, Zhan Tianhong felt a sense of exhilaration for the first time, as if all the accumulated hatred from the past was finally being released.
Of course.
He suddenly realized that Sixth Uncle could not die yet.
The young man already had his own plans.
He looked towards Zuo Yan. Zuo Yan was deep in thought, as if lost in his own world. The imperial physicians beside him all wore worried expressions, likely having sweated so much that their hair was tied in knots.
"Divine Doctor Zuo, as long as you save Sixth Uncle, I can bestow upon you a thousand taels of gold and a mansion in the capital. You must find a way to save my Sixth Uncle," Zhan Tianhong's gaze finally landed on Zuo Yan, his heartfelt words appearing exceptionally sincere.
Anyone who didn't know would think they had a deep uncle-nephew bond.
Zhan Ming had mentally slapped Zhan Tianhong hundreds of times.
You brat!
Zuo Yan, only then realizing someone was speaking to him, looked up and saw Zhan Tianhong. He said with a hint of defensiveness, "I do not have much confidence in saving the Regent. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."
"You are the divine doctor most trusted by Mother. If you cannot save the Regent, then who in this world can? Alas! I believe heaven would not bear to let me lose another family member. Divine Doctor Zuo, you must do your best," Zhan Tianhong offered another seemingly sincere plea.
Hearing this, Zhan Ming rolled his eyes.
The Empress Dowager's expression could no longer be described as merely grim; she stared at Zhan Tianhong darkly.
Zhan Tianhong said to the Empress Dowager, "I still have many memorials to review in my palace. Mother, please take care of things here. I will remember all of this."
Finally, he said to Zhan Ming, "Sixth Uncle, I believe you will be alright."
With that, he sighed deeply.
"Let's return to the palace."
Watching Zhan Tianhong arrive and leave in such haste, the Empress Dowager nearly bit her teeth to pieces, "The Emperor has truly grown up!"
"He thinks this King will not survive tonight, doesn't he? So he came to the mansion now to see if this King is dead?" Zhan Ming roared in extreme anger.
However, due to his illness and torment, he was indeed weak, and his words lacked any power.
The Empress Dowager was also furious and could only stare at Zuo Yan and ask, "Divine Doctor Zuo, you must find a solution quickly! The Regent cannot hold on for much longer!"
Repeatedly urged, Zuo Yan could only furrow his brows and pace back and forth.
Suddenly.
He thought of something.
"Where is that fake divine physician? Where is he? Have you found him?!" Zuo Yan immediately asked Zhan Ming.
Zhan Ming was currently in great pain all over his body. He endured the pain and was about to speak.
Suddenly, a secret guard rushed in, "My Lord, we have captured Lu Hao!"