The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 251 - Lord An Le Is Unconscious, Jiajia Feels Guilty

Chapter 251: Lord An Le Is Unconscious, Jiajia Feels Guilty

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Song Jingchen asked Mo Yuan to keep quiet, but he had no intention of hiding it.

As soon as they had breakfast, the news of a servant’s strange death spread.

At the same time, news of Lord An Le’s accident spread.

Early in the morning, the butler hurriedly called Doctor Fang to the main courtyard. He had yet to come out. It seemed that things were not simple.

Everyone guessed that an a.s.sa.s.sin had entered the residence and injured His Highness.

There were also people who said that Lord An Le was poisoned. The person who poisoned him was the servant who died. After harming His Highness, he committed suicide. In short, there were all kinds of rumors.

Because of this, the joy of the Hun army retreating early in the morning was suppressed.

When Shen Yijia heard this, she wished she could beat up the person spreading the rumors. Although no one mentioned her, she felt guilty, so it felt as if those rumors were directed at her.

Actually, she had only punched him lightly twice. Who would have thought that a man like Shangguan Han was so weak? Moreover, she had done it out of kindness.

If Shangguan Han knew what she was thinking, he would’ve been astounded.

After Shen Yijia returned from outside, she sat there angrily without saying a word.

Song Jingchen walked over in amus.e.m.e.nt and tucked her hair behind her ear. He held her hand and said softly, “Let’s go and see him.”

“Alright.” Shen Yijia felt that she was a person who dared to take responsibility.

When the two of them arrived at Shangguan Han’s courtyard, the butler and a few generals of Xunyang City were guarding the door of the main house. It was the same scene as when Shangguan Han’s head was smashed open.

Seeing him come, none of them dared to raise their voices. They cupped their hands and greeted, “Young Master Shenzhi is here.”

Song Jingchen nodded indifferently. “How’s His Highness?”

Butler Wan said worriedly, “Doctor Fang is still inside taking His Highness’s pulse.”

Not many people in this residence came from the capital with Shangguan Han. Apart from Doctor Fang, Butler Wan was also one of them.

He was the eunuch who had been serving Shangguan Han in the Eastern Palace.

For slaves like them, who had been accused of treason, it would not be good for them to stay in the palace. It was better to follow his master to the fief.

Shangguan Han did not wrong him. After coming here, he let him be the butler of this residence.

Although this place was poorer than the palace, at least they didn’t have to worry about losing their heads all day.

Apart from these two people, there was also a manservant Yan Tai who served Shangguan Han closely. He was currently serving him in the room.

Song Jingchen had no intention of going in. He waited at the side with Shen Yijia.

After fifteen minutes, the door opened.

Yan Tai walked out with red eyes. He glanced at the people present and sniffed. “Sirs, you can go in.”

Seeing him like this, everyone’s hearts skipped a beat.

Song Jingchen frowned and looked at Shen Yijia before walking in.

When she entered the inner room, she saw Shangguan Han lying on the bed with his eyes closed. It was unknown if he was dead or alive.

Doctor Fang retracted his hand and frowned as he glanced at Shangguan Han’s face. He turned to look at everyone and sighed softly. He cupped his hands and bowed to everyone with a heavy expression.

“Doctor Fang, you’re making us anxious. How is His Highness?” Meng Jiang couldn’t hold it in and hurriedly asked.

Doctor Fang glanced at Song Jingchen and shook his head. “The situation isn’t optimistic.”

Shen Yijia was shocked. The person Song Jingchen wanted to save was killed by her with two punches?

Sensing the uneasiness of the person beside him, Song Jingchen squeezed her hand comfortingly and asked with a frown, “Why is this happening?”

He knew that Shen Yijia knew her limits, so he did not think that she was the one who hurt him so badly.

“Well…” Doctor Fang glanced at the generals present.

Meng Jiang glared at him and shouted, “Just say it. Why are you still hiding it at this time?”

He was too anxious. Otherwise, he would usually respect Doctor Fang on account of his age, not to mention that Doctor Fang’s status in the residence was extraordinary.

Seeing that Song Jingchen didn’t retort, Doctor Fang said in a low voice, “If I’m not wrong, His Highness had been poisoned by a poison that can kill someone in their sleep.”

“Unfortunately, I’ve only heard people mention this poison by chance, but I’ve never seen it before, let alone know how to cure it.”

Song Jingchen narrowed his sharp eyes and said, “Carefree Powder.”

Doctor Fang was shocked. “Yes, it’s the Daylily Powder.”

“Then what about His Highness?” Meng Jiang was shocked.

Doctor Fang stroked his beard and shook his head. “That’s the weird part.”

“It was rumored that people would quietly die four hours after taking the Daylily Powder.”

“However, Yan Tai said that His Highness had not woken up since last night.”

“It has been far more than four hours, but I can tell that His Highness is still breathing.”

“Then could it be that the Daylily Powder isn’t in the Lord’s body at all?” Zuo Fei, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

Doctor Fang shook his head in shame. “This symptom is exactly the same as the Daylily Powder I’ve heard of, but I really can’t confirm it.”

In the end, although Shangguan Han was still alive, the poison he was poisoned with was probably the Daylily Powder.

Shen Yijia knew that it wasn’t her fault and heaved a sigh of relief. She subconsciously moved the hand that Song Jingchen was holding. The latter held her hand even tighter.

“If we can’t find the antidote, what will happen to His Highness?” Song Jingchen asked.

“The best case scenario is that he just stays unconscious like this, or he could suddenly…” Doctor Fang didn’t finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

“d.a.m.n it, it must be the doing of the Huns. On the surface, they want to retreat, but they’re secretly plotting this.” Meng Jiang said angrily. As he spoke, he was about to walk out. “I’ll chase after them with my men. It’s not a loss to kill one, I’ll earn one by killing two.”

“Stop right there.” Song Jingchen shouted angrily, “You’re so reckless. No wonder you were beaten up by the Huns.”

“Young Master Shenzhi, you…” Meng Jiang’s face turned red from the scolding, but he couldn’t refute it.

The situation in Xunyang City had indeed been reversed after this person arrived.

First, he thought of a way to set up a net to borrow rocks. Then, he brought people to plunder food from the Huns and resolved the urgent situation. Even the retreat of the Huns was facilitated by him.

It could be said that without this person, it was unknown if they could even stand here today.

“What’s the use of the Huns killing a va.s.sal lord like him? Wouldn’t it be better to send troops to attack and capture all of you in one fell swoop and occupy Xunyang?” Song Jingchen’s words were harsh, slapping the faces of the generals present.

Zuo Fei sighed. Although these words were unpleasant to hear, they were the truth.

Generals with any political power would not come to a place like Xunyang. The people left behind were all b.u.mpkins who had no connections or foundation in the imperial court. They were boorish people who only knew how to use brute force.

He himself had only started learning a few words in the recent years.

He took a step forward and cupped his hands. “Then Young Master Shenzhi, what do you think we should do now? We can’t let His Highness stay in this condition.”

He continued, “Moreover, the Huns have just retreated. There are still many things in the city that need to be decided by His Highness.”