When the others listened to what she said, everyone felt that this matter was not trivial. They all frowned and became even more anxious.
"Sister Qingyue, what should we do? Your Majesty..." How long can he live?
His Royal Highness the Prince looked at the people on the bed helplessly, and he could hardly hold the bowl of tea in his hand.
The other eunuchs and maids even knelt on the ground. Can they listen to these words?
Zhan Qingyue sighed helplessly and took out several small bottles from her crossbody bag. The bottles contained the elixirs she refined with various fine medicinal materials, as well as spiritual spring water.
This was all she could think of to save her life.
The Holy Master nervously held down Zhan Qingyue's wrist.
"Zhan Qingyue, your medical skills are superb, I must still call you, please, you have always been very capable, please raise the immortal to give me some medicine, you must still be able to do something, right?"
When Zhan Qingyue heard these words from the Holy Master, the corners of her mouth began to tremble unconsciously, and her two willow-leaf eyebrows were so twisted that they could pinch a fly to death.
"Your Majesty, don't be too superstitious. I'm just an ordinary person who likes to study and have some adventures. Where can I find a real god?"
Even after he said this, the person lying on the hospital bed still didn't understand what he meant. The hand that was strong just now began to fall limply, and his eyes were staring blankly at the bright yellow curtain next to him.
Seeing the grief on his face, Zhan Qingyue couldn't say anything more. She took an empty bowl from the side and poured spiritual spring water into it, took another pill, and then came to the bedside.
"Holy Lord, please take some medicine. It won't extend your life, but it can at least reduce your pain."
The Lord's eyes were full of desire for survival. He looked at the medicine in Zhan Qingyue's hand and took it all without saying a word.
After taking the medicine, his energy and energy improved a lot, giving him a vague illusion that he could save him, but he had to accept this fact.
The Holy Master looked at the people kneeling on the ground, sighed helplessly, and waved his hands.
"You all go down. I feel much better after taking medicine. The news that I am seriously ill must not be spread outside."
Everyone agreed in unison and retreated respectfully.
The Holy Master looked at the empty room, and he got up and sat down at the desk. He studied the ink and picked up the pen to write a suicide note.
He thought about it before he came to this conclusion. After he solemnly covered it with the jade seal, he carefully put the cover away.
After leaving the palace, Zhan Qingyue went all the way back to Zhan's house.
Just as they arrived at the door, Hu San came forward to greet him happily.
"Girl, you are finally back. During this period, your WeChat messages have made everyone in the family anxious."
Zhan Qingyue glanced at him vaguely and sighed helplessly.
I don’t want to think about it, who has a home that can’t go back for some reason.
She was complaining in her heart, and Hu San was muttering about some things that happened at home during this time as he walked.
Suddenly, Zhan Qingyue stopped him while he was still chattering.
"Hu San, what did you just say?"
Hu San raised an eyebrow because he didn't know why, and quickly repeated: "Conscription?"
"No, the previous sentence?"
Hu San frowned, scratched his ears, and then tentatively mentioned: "Prince Jing has been recruiting troops and buying horses secretly recently. I wonder where he got so much money?"
Zhan Qingyue heard this clearly and was about to explode with anger. Her cheeks were rumbling and her eyes were almost spitting fire.
"Hmph, where else could I get the silver? It's from the island. All the silver and iron ore are mine, yet I asked him to use it to recruit troops."
Zhan Qingyue felt like her lungs were about to explode with anger. She had really made a wedding dress for someone else, but there was nothing she could do about it right now.
Recently, Prince Jing has been so popular and the man in the palace is critically ill. I'm afraid there will be a big battle.
Zhan Qingyue spat hard in her heart, feeling troubled.
Now I can bear it even if I get angry again.
Hu San listened to what he said and then combined it. Just now he had accidentally revealed the news in the palace, but he felt that his whole body was panicking.
He was originally an orphan. He happened to meet Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun and finally found a family. In the past few years, he had worked so hard and studied hard. Now he has his own place. How could he just turn a blind eye? Seeing how the hard-earned peace and quiet was just gone?
Zhan Qingyue frowned and completely ignored Hu Shanna's nervous look.
"Hu San, go and call all the family members to the living room. I want to have a meeting."
When Hu San heard what she said, he couldn't wait to find someone.
After a while, everyone in the family gathered in the living room.
"Yueyue, you called us here in a hurry. Did something happen?"
Brother Zhan was a man who had seen the world after all. Seeing his bad expression, he quickly asked.
Zhan Qingyue nodded helplessly.
"It's true that I can't hide anything from my second brother. Er brother has been doing business in the capital in the past few years, and he has really made great progress due to his literary style."
After finishing her words of praise for her second brother, Zhan Qingyue stopped using these polite words and went straight to the topic.
"Prince Jing has robbed me of my resources, and now he is busy recruiting troops and buying horses. I'm afraid there will be unrest. I can't say much about the specific reason."
Zhan Qingyue moved toward the palace and pursed her lips. Everyone understood immediately when they saw her like this.
"Anyway, our family must stay together. Brother Han, please ask your second sister-in-law to help contact His Highness the Crown Prince and ask him to pick up our family."
Only when his family is safe can he work for His Royal Highness with peace of mind.
Naturally, he was worried about leaving such a big matter to his second brother, so he could only leave it to Han Yiyun.
Besides, the second sister-in-law Cuizhu was once a member of Prince Cheng's palace. After all, she would have more or less connections that she could use.
After listening to his words, the two families all nodded politely.
"Don't worry, little sister, we will never hold you back."
Brother Zhan kept patting his chest. He knew very well that he had done those holy things in the past and brought trouble to his family.
What a coincidence that Cuizhu was not at home today, otherwise he would not know what to think when he saw her like this.
Zhan Qingyue looked at her family with a solemn face. She felt very pleased that the class here expressed their stance solemnly.
"Big brother and second brother, please take good care of your parents. I believe that as long as we stick together, everything will be fine."
Song Cuihua was a little teary-eyed when she came to visit. Listening to them discussing such a serious topic, her eyes could not help but turn red and she was about to shed tears.
