The news that Prince Yunzhou was seriously injured by the Embroidered Uniform Guards quickly spread throughout Hunan and Chu.

Jiang Xue Ning was very calm when facing the seriously injured Shen Zhaoyan who was barely breathing. She stood in front of his bed holding a bloody sword and said word by word, "If you dare to die, I will turn you into a mummy and make you watch me marry someone else."

She calmly summoned a doctor with excellent medical skills to stabilize his injuries, and sent someone to fetch Bai Zhu from Yunmeng Prefecture at full speed.

He was lucky, and although he was stabbed several times, none of the wounds were fatal. However, he lost too much blood, the wounds were deep, and he had a cold poison in his body, so the situation was very tricky.

Countless precious medicinal herbs, taken bowl by bowl, could only barely keep him alive. The situation was not optimistic.

When Jiang Li brought his men here, Jiang Xuening had lost a lot of weight and looked frighteningly calm.

"Is he in his current condition able to be moved?"

"Put a thick blanket on the carriage and lie down on it and slowly walk back."

She decisively brought him back to the inner city of Xiangchu. Changle was a small town after all, which was not conducive to his recovery, and even his safety was difficult to guarantee.

They walked for more than ten days and brought Shen Zhaoyan back to the palace. The palace had urgently summoned a group of doctors, and even offered a large reward for a quack.

Unfortunately, the situation did not improve. He was still unconscious and his breathing was weak.

Jiang Xue Ning didn't shed a single tear, but her vision went dark and she passed out. Finally, she woke up from the nightmare with sweat all over her forehead and asked in panic, "How is he?"

"You won't die for now. You're too tense and under too much pressure." Jiang Li looked at her worriedly, "You can't go on like this. You still have to control the overall situation."

She said tiredly, "Maybe I was wrong from the beginning. Someone like me shouldn't be in a relationship, let alone with him."

If she hadn't harmed him, he could have been a free and idle prince in Yunmengzhou and lived the ordinary and simple life he longed for.

She wanted revenge, she wanted to rule the world... She had too many things to do, too many things in her heart. She couldn't love him wholeheartedly, and it was even difficult for her to put him first.

However, his physical condition was not suitable for him to be with her, it was too dangerous.

Jiang Li said softly and gently, "There is no right or wrong in emotional matters, and loving you is his choice, you don't have to blame yourself."

She closed her eyes and said, "I just can't bear the loss of my loved ones anymore. It's too painful."

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. She is the backbone of the entire Xiangchu, and there are wolves around her. She can't fall down, let alone be weak, and even her weakness can only last for a short while.

Soon she resumed her vigorous and resolute style, handling official business and inspecting the military camp during the day, paying attention to the situation in all aspects, and staying by his side at night.

"Wake up and hug me, please. I'm so tired..."

She fell asleep on the bed holding his hand. Qinghe covered her with a blanket and left quietly.

Outside under the eaves, Bingtong said worriedly, "She is too tired. Even a strong man can't stand it if this continues."

Shen Zhiyun said gently but firmly, "She is in a high position now, and if she shows any signs of decline, she will be eaten up. She must hold on."

"I feel uncomfortable because of her calmness and strength." Bai Yu said softly.

Shen Zhiyun walked in and woke her up, looking into her bloodshot eyes and said, "Tomorrow is the fifteenth."

She was in a daze for a moment, then she realized that Xiangchu has always had the custom of lighting lanterns on the 15th day of the lunar month to pray for blessings.

She was a person who did not believe in ghosts and gods, but this time she hoped very much that the gods would bless him to wake up.

"Tomorrow night, I will light a lamp myself to pray for him."

"It's late, I'll go back with you."

Shen Zhiyun held her hand, and the two walked side by side in the cold wind. "We have survived so many dark moments, and this time, I'm sure we'll be fine too."

"If he doesn't wake up, I won't be able to forgive myself."

After all, this assassination was caused by her, otherwise Xiao Linfeng would not have done it to him.

At this moment, even comfort seemed pale. Shen Zhiyun slept with her for the first time in a long time, and patted her back gently to comfort her when she had a nightmare at night.

As time goes by, many things have changed, but many things remain the same.

The news that the prince wanted Mingdeng to pray for the King of Yunzhou suddenly spread throughout Xiangchu.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the lunar month, they prepared ninety-nine Kongming lanterns in the open space outside the city, each with his name written on it and a blessing message hung on it.

Jiang Xue Ning picked up one of them, lit it with her own hands and released it, then she closed her eyes, clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly for him.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the sky was full of Kongming lanterns, which were still flying all around and lighting up the entire night sky.

Jiang Li said softly, "These were released by the people to pray for him."

There were children, adults, white-haired old men, and veterans who had fought on the battlefield with her and now had returned home.

These people were strangers to Shen Zhaoyan and had never even seen him. But they loved her and prayed for her sincerely because they wanted her to be happy.

An old soldier with gray hair said, "The prince has had a very hard life. I hope God will bless her and let her be happy this time..."

She looked up at the sky full of Kongming lanterns, and a layer of mist finally appeared in her eyes.

On the top of the tall building, a woman in feathered clothes leaned on the railing and said softly, "Three thousand bright lights, just to pray for one person. She really wins people's hearts..."

The man in blue clothes hidden in the shadows said, "Gu Mingyue's tragic death was a pain in the hearts of the entire Xiangchu people."

With this grief, the people of Xiangchu united as one and became a tough nut to crack. No matter the imperial court or the major forces eyeing them, they were ultimately unable to knock on the door of Xiangchu and take it for themselves.

"It's really enviable to have such supportive people and loyal subordinates." A light flashed in the woman's eyes.

The man shook the wine glass in his hand. "There are rumors that Jiang Xue Ning is actually Gu Mingyue. Looking at Jiang Xue Ning's life trajectory, it is not difficult to find some clues."

The woman smiled charmingly, "Who is it? I'll know once I meet him in person."

"It's not about who she is, what's important is that Xiang Chu must be used by this king."

If we attack forcefully, it will be difficult to take Xiang and Chu now. It is very likely that both sides will suffer losses, and the other side will benefit.

Fortunately, he had a hidden card in his hand, and now was the time to make his move. It was said that the King of Xiangchu was very calculating, and he wanted to see if she would miscalculate between reason and emotion this time.

The woman couldn't wait to say, "I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

The man stroked her cheek with his fingers. "Don't forget who you are, who you work for, and who gave you life."

The woman kissed his cold lips and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

She turned and looked up at the sky, the lights reflected in her eyes, her expression obscure.


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