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

Nangong Wu and Feng Wushang talked as they walked out of the palace.

Outside the Prince's Mansion, Eunuch Si had already left, and Li Shuang was waiting for them with three horses.

Less than a year after her wedding, Li Shuang gave birth to a son, who is now three and a half years old.

Li An also had a son and a daughter with Li Feng. The son was three years old and the daughter was one year old. The two of them guarded Lin Dong Pass.

"Go to the Seventh Prince's residence."

The three of them mounted their horses and galloped towards the Seventh Prince's residence.

The Seventh Prince's residence was also in the East District, only a little over a mile away from the Zhenyuan Prince's residence. The three of them arrived on horseback in no time.

Outside the Seventh Prince's gate, the steward was waiting for them, pacing back and forth anxiously, glancing at the street every now and then. When he saw them coming from afar, he hurriedly ran down to greet them.

"Princess Runing, you've finally arrived! You must save my prince!" the steward said, kneeling down before her.

"Stop crying for now, take me to see the Seventh Prince first." Nangong Wu handed the horse reins to the guards of the Seventh Prince's residence and stepped up the stairs.

The steward hurriedly got up and jogged to lead them into the mansion. "Princess, please come with this old servant."

Inside the Seventh Prince's residence, the servants and guards all wore somber expressions, indicating that the Seventh Prince's condition was truly dire.

"How did the Seventh Prince get poisoned? How long has he been poisoned?" Nangong Wu asked the steward as she walked quickly.

"Just an hour and a half ago, the person who poisoned His Highness was His Highness's personal guard. He had served His Highness for three years, and I never expected that he would poison His Highness's tea."

"I was there at the time. Serving tea was my job, but the guard insisted on serving tea to His Highness himself, and I didn't suspect anything. I never expected something like this to happen..." The steward choked up as he recounted what had happened.

"Has that guard been caught?" Nangong Wu asked him again.

He was poisoned by a bodyguard who had been with him for three years, which clearly meant that bodyguard had been bribed.

The steward shook his head. "No, that person saw His Highness finish the tea and leave, and never came back. His Highness felt a stomachache and vomited blood. This old servant knew that the tea was poisoned."

A while later, the steward led them to the Seventh Prince's residence, where they could faintly hear a woman crying.

"Is His Majesty still here?" Nangong Wu asked the steward.

"They're here! His Majesty and Consort Shu have arrived!" the steward replied.

Nangong Wu understood; the crying was Consort Shu's.

Consort Shu has only given birth to one son, the Seventh Prince. If anything were to happen to her, she would certainly not be able to bear it.

Upon entering the courtyard, one sees several imperial physicians kneeling outside, along with servants and guards.

"Your Majesty, Princess Runing has arrived!" The steward ran in to announce.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingde immediately stood up and said, "Quickly, let her in."

Nangong Wu had already entered. "Uncle Emperor..."

"Don't stand on ceremony, go and see the Seventh Prince first." Emperor Mingde waved to her.

Nangong Wu glanced around the room and saw that Crown Prince Nangong Chengkun was also there, looking worried.

"Princess, please come in."

Several palace maids helped them lift the layers of gauze curtains.

Two imperial physicians were kneeling inside, and Consort Shu was standing by the Seventh Prince's bedside, holding her son's hand and weeping sadly.

It seems the imperial physicians have given up on treatment.

When Consort Shu heard that it was Nangong Wu who had arrived, she immediately stood up.

"Princess Runing, please save the Seventh Prince." Consort Shu grabbed Nangong Wu's hand as soon as she saw her, and tears streamed down her face again.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will definitely help if I can." Nangong Wu released her hand and walked to the Seventh Prince's bedside.

The person was unconscious, with a bluish-purple face, black lips, and a trace of black blood at the corner of their mouth.

This is a symptom of severe poisoning, and the situation is already very serious.

Feng Wushang first took the Seventh Prince's pulse, while Nangong Wu reached out and lifted the Seventh Prince's eyelids to examine his pupils.

"Princess Runing, the Seventh Prince has been poisoned with arsenic."

The two imperial physicians who were kneeling stood up.

"Princess Runing, the Seventh Prince's poisoning is very severe, and only the Seven-Colored Lotus can save him," a royal physician told her.

Nangong Wu ignored them and asked, "The Seventh Prince drank the poisoned tea. Is there any more?"

She felt that the Seventh Prince's poisoning was not as simple as just being poisoned by arsenic.

Although arsenic is poisonous, the Prince's mansion has physicians, and if the person is treated in time, they can still be saved.

"And there's more." Consort Shu pointed to a cup on the table.

Feng Wushang took out a silver needle and tested it in the tea; the needle immediately turned black.

"It's highly poisonous." He picked up the cup again, smelled it, and his expression changed. "Besides arsenic, there are other poisons as well."

"Ru Ning, let's not worry about what kind of poison it is for now!" Emperor Mingde also walked in. "You must still have the Seven-Colored Lotus, right? Take it out and save Seventh Prince's life first."

Nangong Wu looked at Feng Wushang.

"The poison has already entered the bloodstream and internal organs; it's too late for gastric lavage and medication." Feng Wushang shook his head at her. "The Seven-Colored Lotus might be able to save her."

Looking at the Seventh Prince on the bed, Nangong Wu thought that if she put him in her spatial dimension, he could still be saved.

But with so many people watching, she can't possibly send someone into the space.

She reached into her sleeve and used her mind to take out a small box from her spatial storage, handing it to Feng Wushang.

When Nangong Chengkun saw that she had actually taken out the Seven-Colored Lotus, his eyes were fixed on the small box.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in the eyes of the two imperial physicians.

"Princess, let us prepare the medicine!" the head physician said.

Nangong Wu glanced at him coldly, "Feng Wushang is the physician of my royal palace. I believe his medical skills are no worse than your imperial physicians."

These two imperial physicians were the head and deputy head of the Imperial Medical Academy, but they were not the same two as they had been four years ago. She did not trust these people.

"Your physician," the head physician glanced at Feng Wushang, his eyes full of disdain, "is just an unknown young man who dares to claim his medical skills are comparable to those of the Imperial Medical Academy?"

"You can't even cure arsenic poison, which is why the Seventh Prince was poisoned for so long, and the poison penetrated his internal organs. A bunch of useless trash like you dare to question other people's medical skills?"

Nangong Wu spoke bluntly, glancing meaningfully at Nangong Chengkun, "Or are you deliberately trying to avoid saving the Seventh Prince?"

Upon hearing this, the two imperial physicians were so frightened that they immediately knelt down.

"Your Majesty, I am innocent. I had no intention of harming the Seventh Prince. All the imperial physicians came today. I beg Your Majesty to investigate."

"Princess Runing, without any evidence, you are slandering me!"

"Enough!" Emperor Mingde snapped irritably, turning to Nangong Wu, "Runing, is your physician truly capable?"

Nangong Chengkun's eyes flickered. "Father, my seventh brother is now in critical condition, and the Seven-Colored Lotus is an extremely rare and precious item. I think it is better to hand the Seven-Colored Lotus over to the Imperial Academy and the Deputy Imperial Academy to prepare medicine!"

Otherwise, if the medicine isn't prepared properly, it will not only endanger the Seventh Prince's life but also waste so much of the Seven-Colored Lotus medicine.

"You..." Nangong Wu was about to speak again when Feng Wushang shook his head slightly at her.

She stopped talking, wanting to see how Emperor Mingde would choose.