Don't panic when the end of the world comes, the boss of the group has a system

In the prince's bedroom of the Dongchu Palace, Emperor Tianwu looked at his eldest son, who was barely breathing, and then looked at the queen who had just fainted on the couch beside him. A fishy and sweet feeling welled up in his throat...

"Xiao Anzi, what's going on with Jiang Wansong? Didn't you say that he and his daughter would be able to arrive in Beijing today?"

"Your Majesty! Yu Yi has gone out of the city to pick her up personally. She will be here soon! She will be here soon!"

Xu An was running around anxiously, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

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Chu Yu felt that his body had never felt lighter, as if he was floating without any restraints.

He was so excited that he wanted to run to tell his mother immediately that he was better and no longer felt any pain, and that his mother would not have to worry about him anymore!

This time it really doesn’t hurt!

In order to reassure my mother, no matter how much pain I felt, I pretended...

No need to pretend this time! No need to pretend in the future!

Hey! My father has come to my bedroom again, and so many doctors have come. Isn't that my bed? Isn't that me on the bed? Am I unconscious again?

"Qianyuan Continent, the Crown Prince of East Chu, Chu Yu, your life span has come to an end. Come with us to report to the underworld!"

As the two ghost messengers spoke, they quickly floated into the bedroom, neatly put a soul-catching rope on Chu Yu, and pulled him out of the bedroom...

"Ah! Am I... am I dead?"

Looking at the two legendary ghost messengers, Chu Yu asked in horror.

"Of course he's dead! Do you think we two brothers can randomly capture someone's soul?"

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Chu Yu is 17 years old this year. He was born with congenital deficiencies and has been weak and sickly since childhood. If he had not been born into a good family and had eaten all the treasures of nature, he would have died long ago.

After he turned 7, Chu Yu lost his sense of taste, which was like adding insult to injury for his frail body.

The imperial physician couldn't figure out why he had lost his sense of taste.

In order not to worry his mother, Chu Yu pretended to eat with relish every time.

One day when he was 14 years old, Chu Yu rescued a puppy in the imperial garden.

A few days later, he fell into a coma for no apparent reason.

All the imperial doctors diagnosed that Chu Yu was poisoned.

According to Dean Yan, the poison he was infected with was brought by the puppy.

The imperial physician has been examining him for several years, but still doesn't know what poison he was poisoned with.

From then on, the poison in Chu Yu's body would break out every three months.

When the poison took effect, Chu Yu felt as if thousands of ants were devouring his soul in his brain, making him feel worse than death and in excruciating pain...

The imperial physician and the old valley master, a genius doctor, thought of countless methods and used countless rare treasures to keep Chu Yu alive until now.

Chu Yu seemed to hear Dean Yan tell his father that if the poison could not be detoxified, he would not live past the age of 18.

Living such a difficult life is really worse than dying. Then you won’t have to suffer all these tortures!

Maybe if I die, my father and mother will be able to let it go completely...

Thinking of his difficult life for more than ten years, Chu Yu was no longer afraid of these two ghost officials.

"My dear brothers, can I see my family again before I leave?"

"That won't work! You're late reporting to the underworld, and we two will be punished."

"Later... my family will burn offerings for me, and I will definitely honor the two brothers."

"Uh... then hurry up!"

After seeing the trace of dragon energy on Chu Yu and the filial piety promised by Chu Yu, the two ghost officials still wanted to leave him a way out, so they hesitated for a moment and agreed to Chu Yu's request.

As soon as the two ghost officials released the soul-catching rope, Chu Yu flew away eagerly...

Floating to each palace, Chu Yu lingered to see his relatives one by one: his father and mother, who were both over 30 years old and had gray hair, his kind grandmother, his lovely sisters and brothers...

Chu Yu wanted to go see the master, but the two ghost messengers kept urging him to get on the road...

That’s all! Life will eventually end! All good things must come to an end! See you again in the next life!

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After barely consoling himself and taking another look at the palace, Chu Yu turned around and followed the two ghost messengers on their way...

Chu Yu was led by two ghost messengers, floating all the time...

After passing the legendary Ghost Gate, we arrived at a ghostly hall.

"I've met Yan Jun!"

The two ghost officials brought Chu Yu to the center of the hall and pulled Chu Yu to kneel down together.

"Your Highness, the one kneeling is Chu Yu, the crown prince of Qianyuan Continent and Eastern Chu Kingdom?"

"Yes! Lord Yan!"

The two ghost messengers answered.

After kneeling in the center of the hall, Chu Yu wanted to see the legendary Lord Yan...

I quietly raised my head and secretly looked at the Lord of Hell who was speaking...

There was a high platform at the top of the hall, and on the platform there was a large black chair. The legendary Lord Yama was sitting on the chair, with a layer of black mist surrounding him...

Chu Yu looked at him several times but couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Not giving up, I stared with wide eyes and looked around secretly again...

After staring and looking at him secretly a few times, Chu Yu still couldn't see the legendary King Yama clearly, and felt a little regretful.

"Chu Yu, the crown prince of the Eastern Chu Kingdom in Qianyuan Continent, is filial to his parents and friendly to his siblings.

I saved a puppy 3 years ago and got some merit points.

The Crown Prince of East Chu enjoys some of the country's fortune, plus he has some merit points. Now I'm letting you go and be born into a good family, to be the son of a wealthy family with only one heir for three generations. Go!"

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Led by Xu An, Jiang Wansong and Jiang Mengyao hurried into the prince's bedroom.

Emperor Tianwu was extremely anxious in his bedroom. When he saw Jiang Wansong, he hurried over to him, stopped Jiang Wansong from saluting, and pulled him towards Chu Yu's bedside...

"Master Jiang, go and see the prince."

……

Sitting beside Chu Yu's bed, Master Jiang felt Chu Yu's pulse for a long time, then shook his head regretfully.

When Jiang Wansong was taking the pulse, Emperor Tianwu looked at him expectantly.

When he saw Jiang Wansong shaking his head, Emperor Tianwu's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice hole, and his eyes went dark...

Seeing that Emperor Tianwu was about to fall, Xu An stepped forward in fear to support him, and Dean Yan quickly stepped forward to give Emperor Tianwu a silver needle...

After a while, Emperor Tianwu recovered.

Yan Wenchun said that Jiang Wansong's adopted daughter is better than her father and has cured many difficult and complicated diseases.

Yu'er is already in this condition, so why not let her try? Maybe there is still some hope.

Holding the last glimmer of hope in his heart, Emperor Tianwu looked at the little girl in red next to Jiang Wansong.

"Master Jiang, what is this?"

"Your Majesty! This is my daughter Jiang Mengyao, 13 years old."

Jiang Wansong bowed and said.

"The commoner Jiang Mengyao greets His Majesty! May Your Majesty be blessed!"

Jiang Mengyao stepped forward, bowed, and shouted loudly.

The little girl is graceful, polite, and not shy at such a young age...

Looking at Jiang Mengyao's words and actions, Emperor Tianwu nodded secretly in his heart and placed a glimmer of hope on her: such a confident and generous girl should be a truly capable person, not just a rumor.

"Miss Jiang, please don't be polite. I heard that you have learned medicine since you were a child and your medical skills are quite good. Now go and check the prince's pulse again."

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In the quiet room of the trading hall, after Lin Baoer broke through the barrier, she was exhausted and stopped practicing. Her consciousness slowly returned to reality and she opened her eyes.

Why is my body sticky again?

Lin Baoer rolled up her sleeves and took a look...

A lot of gray mud appeared on the skin again!

Lin Baoer couldn't stand it any longer, even though she was too tired to move, she still planned to take a bath.

"Yuanbao, what time is it now?"

Not knowing how long she had been practicing in the quiet room, Lin Baoer suddenly became anxious.

"Host, it is now the end of the Yin hour."

It was the end of Yin hour, around 5 o'clock in the morning. Fortunately, my mother usually got up in the middle of Mao hour, so it was still in time for her to take a bath.

Lin Baoer quickly stood up and ran outside the meditation room...