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

Upon hearing this, Consort Shu collapsed to the ground, breaking down in tears.

"Your Majesty, please don't cry. The ground is cold, please get up." Two palace maids pulled her along, also deeply saddened.

"Slap—slap—" The sound of a cane being struck came from outside, mixed with the screams of the two imperial physicians.

Emperor Mingde walked to the bedside, looked at his son who was barely breathing, and felt extremely regretful.

When Nangong Wu said they were 70% sure, they should have believed her.

How could he have been so bewitched as to believe the words of those two imperial physicians?

He never expected that both the chief and deputy chief ministers were people with malicious intentions.

Now that the Seven-Colored Lotus is gone, her son can't be saved either.

Thinking of this, Emperor Mingde's eyes surged with intense killing intent. He turned and walked out of the room, issuing an imperial decree:

"Guards! Immediately throw these two men's entire families into jail. If they don't hand over the Seven-Colored Lotus, their entire clan will be exterminated!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" A member of the Imperial Guard bowed and accepted the order, then hurriedly left with a few men.

When the two imperial physicians heard that their entire family was to be executed, they were terrified.

"Your Majesty, spare my life..." The deputy magistrate rolled off the long bench where he had been tortured and crawled to Emperor Mingde.

"Your Majesty, I will tell you everything. This matter has nothing to do with my family. I beg you to spare them..."

"You bastards, it was you who stole the Seven-Colored Lotus, you deserve to die!" Nangong Chengkun suddenly drew a sword from an Imperial Guard and stabbed it viciously into the Vice Dean's heart.

"Ah!" The vice-abbot pointed at the crown prince, "You..." He was about to speak when he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Ahhh..." A series of terrified screams erupted from the surrounding area.

The prince drew his sword and slashed at the neck of the court official.

Emperor Mingde hurriedly shouted, "Crown Prince, stop..." but it was too late. The head of the academy envoy had already been cut off by Nangong Chengkun, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Crown Prince, what are you doing?" Emperor Mingde roared.

He hadn't yet found out the whereabouts of the Seven-Colored Lotus, so these two people couldn't die yet.

The people kneeling in the courtyard were terrified and ran to hide in a corner.

"Father, these two dared to steal the Seven-Colored Lotus, they deserve to die." The Crown Prince threw down his sword and even made a gesture as if to ask for credit.

Emperor Mingde stared at him blankly, as if he had only just met this son today.

Seeing the ruthlessness he displayed when he killed someone, was he really his frail son?

This son was frail and often sick from a young age, so he was given extra affection than the other sons.

Because he had lived a life of secrecy since childhood, the emperor wanted to give him the best, but seeing his ruthless killing just now shocked Emperor Mingde.

Nangong Wu stood at the door and witnessed everything that had just happened.

Anyone who isn't an idiot can see that Nangong Chengkun is clearly trying to silence him. Let's see how long Emperor Mingde will pretend to be oblivious.

Just then, two people walked in from outside.

It was Li Shuang and Bei Chen Yan who arrived, both covered in blood.

Upon seeing them enter, another wave of terrified cries echoed through the courtyard.

"Ahhh..."

Because Bei Chenyan was holding a human head that was still dripping blood.

When Nangong Wu saw them return, she slightly curled the corners of her lips. It seemed that this man and she had a good understanding.

"Xiao Lin, what happened?" Emperor Mingde asked.

Bei Chenyan stepped closer and suddenly threw the severed head in his hand towards Nangong Chengkun. "Your Highness, do you recognize this person?"

Nangong Chengkun looked at the head that rolled to his feet, revealing a familiar face with slightly distorted features.

Because this person was his head of secret guards.

"Guards! This man is attempting to assassinate me! Seize him!"

The Imperial Guards only obeyed the Emperor; not a single one moved unless Emperor Mingde gave the order.

Several palace guards drew their swords, intending to capture Bei Chenyan.

"He's one of my men." Nangong Wu stepped forward and said to Bei Chenyan, "Well done."

Bei Chenyan immediately hid behind her, looking very frightened. "Princess, this Crown Prince is so fierce, I'm scared."

"I'm not afraid." Nangong Wu looked at Nangong Chengkun. "Your Highness, do you want to arrest my people?"

"Your male favorite is throwing a human head at me. Shouldn't he be arrested?" Nangong Chengkun's face turned ashen for the first time in public.

"Enough!" Emperor Mingde raised his hand to interrupt them, looking at Nangong Wu, "Runing, tell me quickly what's going on?"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Bei Chenyan first bowed to Emperor Mingde, then told him, "This is the person who stole the Seven-Colored Lotus; we caught him."

"Really?" Emperor Mingde asked in surprise. "Has the Seven-Colored Lotus been retrieved?"

"Your Majesty, we've brought it back!" Li Shuang stepped forward and handed over a small box with both hands, the very box that contained the Seven-Colored Lotus.

"Great! Seventh Prince is saved!" Emperor Mingde took the small box, opened it, and took a look.

A unique, refreshing fragrance wafted out.

"They're petals from the Seven-Colored Lotus!" Emperor Mingde's hands trembled slightly with excitement. "Thank goodness!"

Thankfully, the items were recovered, and his seventh child is saved.

Looking at the few broken petals, Nangong Chengkun's eyes surged with hatred and resentment.

"Ru Ning, quickly take this to prepare medicine for the seventh prince." Emperor Mingde handed the box to Nangong Wu.

Nangong Wu took the small box and explained to him, "We've wasted more than 15 minutes, so we can't guarantee we can save him."

"Do your best!" Emperor Mingde sighed softly, "and leave the rest to fate!"

"You prepare the medicine! I'll help you." Nangong Wu handed the small box back to Feng Wushang.

"Okay." Feng Wushang took the small box.

"What medicine do you need? Make a list and have someone fetch it," Emperor Mingde said to them.

"No need, we have our own." After saying that, Nangong Wu returned to the house with Feng Wushang, almost bumping into Consort Shu who was running out.

Consort Shu also heard the news that Qixia Lian had been brought back, and she ran out to see what was going on.

"Princess Runing..."

"Your Highness, Wu Shang and I are about to rush to save the Seventh Prince. Please excuse us," Nangong Wu said to her.

"This..." Consort Shu was puzzled. When the imperial physician treated her, he did not ask her to leave the room.

"We need to focus on saving the patient. To avoid being disturbed, please ask everyone who is not involved to leave." Nangong Wu's words were anything but polite.

Emperor Mingde was following behind them. Upon hearing her words, he withdrew his foot, which was about to step over the threshold.

Fine, as long as it can save my son, I won't watch it if they don't want me to.

Bei Chenyan walked over and stood guard at the door.

Emperor Mingde looked him up and down. "Xiao Lin, you are a rare talent. Would you be willing to serve in the court? I can appoint you as the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard."

Emperor Mingde felt that he was a very capable person, and it was a waste of his talents to only be a male concubine of Nangong Wu with no title or status.

If he were given the title of deputy commander, he would be a better match for Nangong Wu, and they could even be betrothed.

Bei Chenyan was quite surprised to hear this, but politely declined, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but I am just a wanderer of the martial world, used to being lazy, and I am afraid I am not fit to be an official."

Emperor Mingde was extremely stingy.

More than four years ago, he helped Nangong Wu quell rebellions on several occasions, but the emperor only gave them verbal praise and no reward whatsoever. This time, he actually made him an official? That's truly rare.

Emperor Mingde's face darkened slightly.

As the emperor, he was the one who first offered him an official position. If it were anyone else, they would have already knelt down and been grateful. But this person dared to refuse him.

They really don't know what's good for them; no wonder they can only be male concubines.

in the room.

Nangong Wu and Feng Wushang divided their tasks.

"Princess, what are the chances that the Seventh Prince will survive?"

"Fifty percent!" Nangong Wu replied while busy preparing the medicine for the IV drip.

While the imperial physician was preparing the medicine, she secretly took a drop of the Seventh Prince's blood and sent it to her spatial storage for Eileen to test and then perform a subcutaneous injection.

"I hope the Seven-Colored Lotus can work its magic," Feng Wushang sighed.

If the Seventh Prince were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

"Relying solely on the Seven-Colored Lotus is definitely not enough." Nangong Wu deftly began inserting acupuncture needles into the Seventh Prince.