BLPSG Chapter 22: Xie Bufeng was poisoned

The atmosphere at the banquet was a bit tense. No one was toasting like they were just now.

 

After a while, Wen Qingci gently put down the tea cup, turned around and said to the eunuch behind him: “The night is cold and the dew is heavy. Master Yu drank a little too much. Please send him back to the mansion first.”

 

His tone was exceptionally calm, and he was still smiling as he spoke.

 

Without any suspicion, the two young eunuchs quickly helped the man over and walked out of the imperial garden.

 

——Yu Guanlin once reminded Wen Qingci that as an imperial physician, he must stay away from politics.

 

The old Physician always practiced this principle and had nothing to do with the messy things at the table.

 

Yu Guanlin, who was not anyone’s target, left easily.

 

Wen Qingci breathed a long sigh of relief and looked involuntarily across the banquet and the crowd, searching for Xie Bufeng’s figure.

 

The next second, a muffled sound suddenly came from not far away.

 

——The copper Boshan stove, which was as tall as one person, was knocked over by someone. The huge incense burner fell to the ground with a crash. In an instant, the incense ashes flew away and smoke filled the air.

 

There were bursts of strange noises during the banquet.

 

Three to five seconds later, the incense burner and the copper lamp all fell to the ground.

 

Only the river lights swaying along the ripples in the stream were left, and there was still some dim light.

 

Everything in the imperial garden was hidden behind the smoke.

 

Darkness brings chaos.

 

The muffled sound of the long stove falling to the ground was mixed with various screams.

 

The well-dressed ministers and nobles put aside their dignity one after another, shouted for help and ran out of the imperial garden, causing chaos at the banquet.

 

Among them was Yi Guanxuan, who was wearing a red official uniform. Because he was too conspicuous, he became the assassin’s primary target.

 

His body was shaking like leaf, and his upper and lower teeth were constantly chattering.

 

He used all four limbs to avoid assassination while searching for safe areas.

 

In panic, Yi Guanxuan raised his head and happened to see the bright yellow figure not far away.

 

Xie Zhaolin, who had been prepared for a long time, was slowly leaving surrounded by guards, without any trace of panic on his body.

 

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty -” Seeing him, Yi Guanxuan shouted as if he had found a life-saving straw, and quickly ran towards the emperor’s location.

 

The next second, Xie Zhaolin finally looked towards him with a smile.

 

The emperor’s expression was no different from usual, and hope instantly ignited in Yi Guanxuan’s heart.

 

He couldn’t help but quicken his pace and went straight to the emperor.

 

However, before he could reach this point, Xie Zhaolin suddenly turned around and left as if he hadn’t seen him.

 

From the beginning to the end, the emperor did not take another look at the full table of royal nobles or even his flesh and blood relatives.

 

It’s as if these people don’t exist at all…

 

Yi Guanxuan’s legs and feet couldn’t help but feel weak, and he plopped down on the ground.

 

After the scream sounded, Wen Qingci stood up immediately and tightened his grip on the silver needle hidden in his sleeve.

 

Through the heavy smoke, Wen Qingci saw – a silver light suddenly appeared not far away, and several figures ran towards him quickly.

 

This body’s muscle memory is far more powerful than he imagined.

 

The moment he realized the danger was coming, Wen Qingci threw the silver needle forward fiercely.

 

The long needle penetrated the smoke and stabbed straight into the visitor’s Yintang.

 

Along with a crisp sound, there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from the other side of the smoke.

 

——One of Wen Qingci’s silver needles successfully pierced the body, while the other two needles were blocked by the long sword.

 

Those people didn’t seem to think that Wen Qingci had been prepared.

 

They were stunned for a moment, then realized what happened and continued moving forward.

 

However, Wen Qingci had already found the right moment and headed towards the thickest part of the smoke.

 

In the chaos, Wen Qingci saw that the people who wanted to kill him seemed to be wearing soft armor from the Forbidden Army.

 

The previous royal family had few heirs, and the emperor who had no interest in political affairs.

 

Therefore, the power of the nobles was particularly powerful.

 

In this context, the previous dynasty left behind many policies that were beneficial to the nobility and caused endless troubles.

 

For example, the position of imperial bodyguard can only be held by nobles. Many of the commanders of the imperial army in Taishu Palace were also elected by nobles.

 

How can we allow others to sleep in our beds?

 

This was one of the reasons why Xie Zhaolin was particularly uneasy after he ascended the throne and couldn’t wait to eradicate the noble families.

 

…If the emperor conducts a thorough investigation, within a few days, these people will be transferred from their posts for various reasons, or even sent to prison.

 

From this perspective, today is indeed a good time to rebel.

 

The nobles had been prepared for a long time, but it was today…that the conversation on the carriage finally made them make up their minds.

 

Wen Qingci gritted his teeth and tried hard to discern the direction in the smoke and look for Xie Bufeng’s figure.

 

From the moment he transmigrated into the book, he made preparations.

 

Now, although Wen Qingci had made up his mind to find a way to leave the palace, if he failed, he would still have to stay here and continue to face Xie Bufeng.

 

What’s more, if he hadn’t messed up the plot after traveling into the book, what happened today would never have happened.

 

Xie Bufeng would not have encountered such a dangerous situation.

 

No matter from which angle he looked at it, he couldn’t leave the young man behind at this time.

 

Before Wen Qingci could find Xie Bufeng, he first saw——

 

At the end of the Changxi River, Consort Lan, surrounded by guards who came to escort her, was leaving the table with difficulty with the support of the palace maid Ming Liu.

 

Unknowingly, Consort Lan’s pregnancy were getting more prominent and she was already in her second and third trimester.

 

Today, she’s  wearing a complicated palace attire, which made it even more difficult to move around.

 

In her hurry, Consort Lan didn’t notice that there was an incense burner placed at her feet.

 

The long copper pole happened to be in front of her.

 

“Be careful!” Wen Qingci reminded subconsciously, and his heart was high.

 

However, as soon as his voice came out, it was swallowed up by the strange noises around him and did not reach the other party’s ears.

 

Consort Lan instantly lost her balance and fell down heavily.

 

Ming Liu exclaimed, then bent down to pull Concubine Lan up.

 

… At this time, a pregnant woman being violently pulled may be more dangerous than the fall itself.

 

Not caring so much, Wen Qingci immediately headed in her direction.

 

“Don’t be anxious!” Wen Qingci pressed his hand heavily on Ming Liu’s arm, interrupting his movements.

 

He carefully helped Consort Lan up, and asked her at the same time: “Is the Consort Lan feeling unwell?”

 

Consort Lan was in shock: “No…no…”

 

“Support your highness, watch your steps, and let’s go quickly,” Wen Qingci immediately turned around and quickly told Ming Liu, “It’s very smokey here, so try to cover your mouth and nose with a handkerchief.”

 

After saying that, Wen Qingci was about to leave.

 

“Okay!” Ming Liu nodded hurriedly and held Consort Lan firmly.

 

“Wait a minute -” At this moment, Consort Lan, who had regained her composure, subconsciously stopped him, “Wen Xiansheng, please leave with me!”

 

The guards around Consort Lan are all people she can trust.

 

Theoretically speaking, leaving here with Consort Lan should be the safest option.

 

But Wen Qingci rejected her invitation.

 

“No, Please go first.” After saying that, he immediately turned around and headed in the opposite direction.

 

Wen Qingci remembered that Xie Bufeng sat at the end of the long banquet.

 

The smoke near the stream was the lightest, so he simply went downstream and looked for traces of the young man.

 

In crisis, human potential is always fully unleashed.

 

By the time Wen Qingci realized it, his toes had already stepped on the river lantern.

 

The lotus-shaped river lantern swayed slightly, holding him up steadily.

 

The moon-white figure didn’t pause for a moment and headed straight under the stream.

 

The assassin and the army were wearing the same soft armor.

 

It was difficult to distinguish between them and the enemy, and the imperial garden was in chaos.

 

Wen Qingci saw from the corner of his eye that the second prince had left the Imperial Garden under the escort of his guards.

 

And even the third prince didn’t know when he was grabbed by the wrist by Consort Wan and followed the eunuch out.

 

The only one is Xie Bufeng. He is obviously a prince, but he is abandoned by everyone as if he does not exist…

 

Not just today.

 

Wasn’t it the same day and night in the past sixteen years?

 

Thinking of this, Wen Qingci couldn’t help but feel a little more angry.

 

If it were said that he decided to seek Xie Bufeng for his own sake at the beginning.

 

But nowTranslator's Note:Can you guys hear me screaming? ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, another thought emerged from the bottom of his heart like a spring bud, which grew and spread rapidly.

 

He found Xie BuFeng.

 

At least let the young man know that he has not been abandoned or forgotten by everyone.

 

The evening breeze came and blew away the smoke.

 

Wen Qingci finally saw that familiar figure.

 

In line with the principle of before cutting off the grass, the root must be eradicated. As a prince, Xie Bufeng was also one of their assassination targets.

 

Unlike the other princes who were surrounded, Xie Bufeng did not have a single guard around him.

 

The assassins surrounded Xie Bufeng like sharks that smelled the blood.

 

The young man grabbed a long sword from nowhere and was holding it tightly in his hand.

 

The tip of the long sword was still bleeding, and Xie Bufeng’s hand was trembling for some reason.

 

He looked a little embarrassed, but there was no less murderous intent in his amber eyes.

 

Xie Bufeng is like a wolf cub.

 

For the first time in his life, he tasted the beauty of blood in hunting.

 

Even though he was covered in bruises, it could not diminish his yearning for killing.

 

kill.

 

Kill them.

 

The fallen candlestick ignited a small patch of lawn at some point, illuminating this corner.

 

The long sword slashed across Xie Bufeng’s back, leaving a long blood mark on the light honey-colored muscles.

 

The young man suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled, and then used offense as defense, completely ignoring the long swords coming towards him, and stabbed the person opposite him one after another as if he was possessed.

 

He would not hesitate to injure himself by a thousand to injure his enemy by eight hundred.

 

Xie Bufeng’s body was covered in bruises, and the black prince’s uniform was completely soaked with blood.

 

But the smile on his face did not fade at all.

 

The eyes of the assassins in guard uniforms across from him showed a bit of fear.

 

They looked at each other and put their swords back in unison: “Let’s go!”

 

The swords in their hands were quenched with poison. Not only was there no antidote, but the attack was extremely rapid and violent.

 

Xie Bufeng had already received so many blows, and it was only a matter of time before he died. There was no point in continuing to tangle with him here.

 

All this happened in an instant.

 

The end of the long stream became quieter.

 

Xie Bufeng raised his sword with difficulty and followed the example of the others before, gouging out his own wound, trying to cut off the poisoned flesh.

 

But the next second, the sword lost its strength and fell from his hand.

 

The poison quenched in the sword comes from snake venom.

 

Not long after being stabbed, toxins begin to eat away at the victim’s nerves.

 

At this time, not only did Xie Bufeng’s hands and feet become numb, but the scenery in front of his eyes also became blurred little by little.

 

“Cough cough cough…”

 

A mouthful of blood was coughed up by the young man.

 

Xie Bufeng knelt on one knee and supported his body with his elbow with difficulty.

 

Even though death was imminent, he laughed.

 

“Hahaha……”

 

He will be alone even in his death.

 

But dying in the palace, dying on the day when the emperor was granted the title of Zen, and bringing bad luck to everyone seemed to be a good idea.

 

Xie Bufeng’s arms could no longer support him, and he finally fell heavily to the grass.

 

The young man looked at the sky in confusion.

 

There is no moon tonight, only the stars are flowing thousands of miles away.

 

His vision blurred little by little, and in a blink of an eye the stars turned into specks of light.

 

Xie Bufeng’s eyelids gradually became heavy…and his head lay weakly on the grass.

 

The flames kept jumping and were about to burn the corners of his clothes.

 

Xie Bufeng buried that inexplicable expectation deep in his heart.

 

He knew he should close his eyes.

 

There was a dead silence in the young man’s heart, which could not even be described as despair.

 

it’s over.

 

It s all over ……

 

Xie Bufeng couldn’t help but laugh at himself and slowly closed his eyes.

 

…

 

“Your Highness!”

 

“Xie Bufeng, wake up——”

 

The stars pouring down from the sky are still no match for the glimmer of light on his body.

 

The imperial physician, who was dressed in moon-white clothes, came wading into the water with lotuses growing at every step.

 

The flames on the ground burned in his eyes, lighting up his dark pupils and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows.

 

At this moment, he was indeed a god descending to the world.

 

“Don’t sleep yet. Do you feel anything else besides being drowsy now?” Wen Qingci came over while he was talking, half-kneeling on the ground and gently helped Xie Bufeng up.

 

“…You’ve been poisoned.” At the end, he said with a frown.

 

During the fight, Xie Bufeng had already heard the origin and power of the poison from the hearts of those people.

 

“Cough, cough… let go,” Xie Bufeng didn’t know, but he actually laughed at this time, “This poison… cough, it attacks very quickly, and there is no antidote… cough, you might as well give up. I’ll use my sword to finish it off, so that I won’t end up in an embarrassing situation.”

 

He was obviously going to die, but Xie Bufeng felt that he had never been as happy and satisfied as at this moment in his life.

 

Fortunately, he was not left behind by Wen Qingci.

 

Even if it’s just because the other party only has himself as an “experiment” available… Xie Bufeng is very happy with this kind of tenderness.

 

“…Thank you.” After a moment of silence, Xie Bufeng finally allowed himself to say these two words.

 

“What nonsense is your Highness talking about?” Poison eroded the young man’s nerves. In a trance, Wen Qingci’s voice was as vague and distant as the horizon, “Don’t forget who I am. How can there be poison in this world that I can’t detoxify?” Still so gentle.

 

Xie Bufeng smiled. He was about to refute, but in a daze he remembered——

 

Medicinal man.

 

Wen Qingci is a medicinal man!

 

His blood is the most useful antidote in the world.