With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

Just then, Liu Yue'er arrived in a hurry after hearing the news!

"Cousin..." She rushed to the bedside and saw Zhou Shaorong's bloodless face, and burst into tears.

"Wasn't my cousin perfectly fine this morning? How could he suddenly vomit blood and faint? Did Nangong Wu do something to him when she came back?"

"Shut up!" Madam Zhou impatiently interrupted her crying, feeling annoyed.

Suddenly, he realized that Liu Yue'er could do nothing to help her son except cry.

"Mother..." Liu Yue'er felt wronged because Madam Zhou had given her such a cold shoulder for the first time.

"I'm going to Tianji Pavilion," Zhou Zheng said to Madam Zhou before hurrying away.

Before long, the physician was summoned, and the steward helped him carry his medicine chest.

"Physician, come quickly and see how Rong'er is!" Madam Zhou took her son's hand out from under the blanket and asked the physician to take his pulse.

The physician was an old man in his sixties, with white hair and beard, and one hand trembling as he placed it on Zhou Shaorong's pulse.

A moment later, the physician's expression turned serious.

Seeing his expression, Madam Zhou's heart also tightened.

"Physician, how is Rong'er?"

The physician withdrew his hand. "The young master's condition is very serious. His pulse is weak, all his internal organs are affected, and his qi and blood are extremely depleted..."

"Her body's qi and blood are depleted to the extreme?" Madam Zhou felt a wave of dizziness and slumped back into her chair. "How could this be?"

"How could this be?" Liu Yue'er couldn't believe it. How could her cousin, who was so young, be so depleted of qi and blood?

"Do you have a solution?"

"Please forgive my incompetence." The physician shook his head, wrote a nourishing prescription, and then left with his medicine box.

For someone who is already beyond saving, no amount of medicine will help.

"There are still the imperial physicians; they must have a way," Madam Zhou comforted herself.

It's just a deficiency of qi and blood; I'm sure the imperial physicians have a solution.

Finally, the imperial physician was summoned!

After taking Zhou Shaorong's pulse, the imperial physician said something similar to that of the family physician: "His blood vessels are blocked and his five internal organs are failing. This is a congenital deficiency caused by a weak fetus. It is truly a miracle that the young master has survived until now."

After examining the patient's pulse, the imperial physician prescribed a remedy and left.

It was a congenital deficiency caused by a weak fetus! Upon hearing this, Madam Zhou felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Back then, in order to get rid of Zhou Zheng's favorite concubine, she deliberately fell into the icy lake when she was five months pregnant with Zhou Shaorong.

That woman was Zhou Zheng's ideal woman. Before she married into the Zhou family, she was kept by Zhou Zheng outside for several years.

Later, when she became pregnant with Rong'er, Zhou Zheng took the opportunity to bring the woman into his mansion in a small sedan chair and make her his concubine.

Originally, she didn't take a lowly concubine seriously, but that woman, relying on Zhou Zheng's favor, repeatedly provoked her and monopolized Zhou Zheng's attention.

She could no longer tolerate being repeatedly provoked by a concubine.

During that one fall into the lake, under the strong intervention of the Ming family, Zhou Zheng's beloved concubine was successfully beaten to death. The two-month-old fetus in the arrogant concubine's belly also turned into a pool of blood.

However, because she stayed in the cold water for too long, her unborn child developed health problems.

After the imperial physician left, Madam Zhou stayed by her son's bedside.

It wasn't until evening that Zhou Zheng returned with a person dressed in plain white robes.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Madam Zhou lifted her skirt and knelt down. "Grand Preceptor, please save Rong'er."

The man addressed as the Imperial Advisor paused, "Madam, there's no need for such formalities. Please see your son first!"

"You may all leave!" Zhou Zheng told everyone in the room to leave.

Liu Yue'er stood to the side, refusing to leave.

"You go down too!" Madam Zhou's voice was cold and sharp.

Liu Yue'er's face turned pale. She curtsied to them and left with her maid.

As she walked into the courtyard, she looked back at the closed door and had a feeling that the people inside were hiding something from her.

Inside the room, Zhou Zheng led the Imperial Advisor to Zhou Shaorong's bedside.

"Imperial Advisor, please take a look at my son."

The Imperial Advisor, seeing Zhou Shaorong's expression, was greatly alarmed. "The bond has actually been broken!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zheng and his wife turned ashen-faced.

"It must have been Nangong Wu who did it. I underestimated her." Madam Zhou said angrily.

"Is there any way?" Zhou Zheng asked.

The Imperial Advisor shook his head, "Nangong Wu possesses a phoenix destiny that appears only once in a century, allowing us to borrow her fortune. Finding someone like her is extremely difficult!"

"Imperial Preceptor, is there no other way besides borrowing luck to prolong his life?" Madam Zhou was heartbroken; she couldn't bear to watch her son die like this!

"Your son suffered a severe deficiency of vital energy while still in the womb. Such a naturally weak child is difficult to raise and will likely not live past twenty-five at most," the Imperial Advisor told them frankly.

"It was your father who saved my father's life. I, the Imperial Preceptor, deeply grateful for the kindness of the Duke of Wei's family, sacrificed ten years of my own lifespan and used forbidden techniques to extend your son's life by borrowing the fortune of another..."

The Imperial Advisor paused here.

Zhou Zheng and his wife were shocked to hear this. They had no idea that the Imperial Advisor had sacrificed ten years of his lifespan to help his son.

The couple were filled with regret.

Not to mention that it's hard to find someone with a destiny like Nangong Wu's, even if you did find one, using forbidden techniques would cost the Imperial Preceptor ten years of his lifespan.

It's a pity that none of the Zhou family members cherished the good fortune that the Imperial Advisor sacrificed ten years of his life for.

"How could this happen?" Mrs. Zhou looked at her son on the bed, filled with regret and pain.

If they had known it would be like this, they should have treated Nangong Wu better.

It's all because Liu Yue'er seduced Rong'er; otherwise, so many things wouldn't have happened.

"Please, Imperial Advisor, think of another way." Zhou Zheng knelt down before the Imperial Advisor.

The Imperial Advisor made several hand seals, but still shook his head. "The only way is to seek the forgiveness of Princess Runing."

"My son!" Madam Zhou cried out, holding her son tightly.

Zhou Zheng also looked grief-stricken.

The Imperial Advisor took out a talisman and quickly drew on it with his finger.

The talisman suddenly burst into flames after it was drawn.

The Imperial Advisor placed the ashes from the burnt talisman into a water cup and handed it to Zhou Zheng, saying, "Feed this to your son! It may wake him up."

Zhou Zheng quickly took the cup, and the couple together fed the water to Zhou Shaorong.

After Zhou Shaorong finished drinking the talisman water, the Imperial Preceptor tapped acupoints on Zhou Shaorong's body a few more times with his fingers.

Zhou Shaorong's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly woke up.

"Rong'er, you're finally awake!" Madam Zhou exclaimed in delight.

Seeing that the person had woken up, the Imperial Preceptor prepared to leave, saying, "I have other matters to attend to, farewell!"

"Please, Imperial Advisor." Zhou Zheng hurriedly saw the man out.

After leaving Zhou Shaorong's courtyard, Nan Zheng pleaded again, "Grand Preceptor, I know your magic is powerful, but please, please show my son the way!"

After a moment of contemplation, the Imperial Advisor finally spoke, "If we could obtain some of Runing's blood every six months as a medicinal ingredient, it might be possible to prolong your son's life."

Zhou Zheng was overjoyed and quickly bowed to express his gratitude, "Thank you for your guidance, Imperial Preceptor."

When he got up again, the Imperial Preceptor was nowhere to be seen.