482: Item 254: Marry Zhi Yan Princess!
(Important and Mandatory)_2 482: Item 254: Marry Zhi Yan Princess!
(Important and Mandatory)_2 In the entire Ziyu Palace, there were at least dozens of eunuchs, all skilled palace guards.
Inside the palace, only Grand Eunuch Gao Yin and King Zhi Bian were present.
Zhi Bian lay motionless on the bed, while the palace’s chief Grand Eunuch Gao Yin pressed his palm against the King’s chest, using Dragon Power to sustain the King’s heart pulse.
At this mont, he looked deathly pale, sweat pouring down like rain.
A day and two nights had passed since the King fell into a coma.
In order to keep the King alive, Gao Yin had been continuously transmitting Dragon Power from a distance, nearly burnt out.
The King had suffered a second stroke and cerebral hemorrhage, which under these dical conditions was almost certainly fatal.
It was only by Gao Yin’s support that he was still alive.
Upon seeing Suo Lun and Zhi Yan enter, he couldn’t even utter a word.
His body trembled, his eyes relaxed, and then he looked towards Princess Zhi Yan.
Princess Zhi Yan instantly understood the aning behind his gaze.
She stepped forward and pressed her jade hand onto King Quo Bian’s heart, continuing to stimulate the King’s heart pulse with her Dragon Power, seamlessly taking over from Gao Yin.
The mont her Dragon Power connected, Grand Eunuch Gao Yin fainted and collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious.
His adopted sons imdiately rushed forward, pouring dicinal soup into Gao Yin’s mouth.
Suo Lun and Zhi Yan exchanged a glance.
Without waiting for Suo Lun’s instructions, she took out a dagger, sterilized it with strong alcohol, and then thrust it fiercely into the back of the King’s head, penetrating the skull without touching the brain.
Imdiately, long-congealed black blood began to drip down.
“Leave,” Princess Zhi Yan ordered.
At once, all the eunuchs carried Gao Yin out of the palace.
Now, only Suo Lun, the King, and Zhi Yan were left in the entire palace.
Suo Lun hesitated briefly because during his attempt to save the King, he might reveal traces of the Demon Star.
However, Princess Zhi Yan could not leave now.
If she removed her hand from the King’s heart, it would stop beating and he would stop breathing.
Princess Zhi Yan instantly got it, and without needing a look from Suo Lun, she closed her eyes.
Suo Lun cut his finger with the dagger, allowing his fresh blood to intermingle with the blood from the wound on the back of the King’s head.
Imdiately, the energy tendrils of the Demon Star traveled through the blood into the King’s brain vessels, more precise than the most advanced scalpel on modern Earth, gradually squeezing out the stagnant blood in the King’s brain through the wound.
For a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, one hour, two hours…
The tendrils of Demon Star energy painstakingly pushed out all the coagulated blood without damaging the King’s extrely delicate brain.
After the blood was cleared, the King’s breathing gradually stabilized, and his heartbeat began to strengthen.
Finally, the King’s life was temporarily saved.
Suo Lun removed his hand from the wound on the back of the King’s head and took a long breath.
“You can start feeding him so nourishing liquid food now,” Suo Lun said.
Princess Zhi Yan also took a long breath, and in a low voice, she asked, “Is my father’s life saved?”
Suo Lun said, “Thanks to Elder Gao, the King managed to hold on until now.”
Zhi Yan’s tense body relaxed, then her eyes welled slightly.
Standing up, she bowed to Suo Lun and left the room.
Monts later, she ca back with a bowl of dicinal soup, carefully feeding it to King Quo Bian.
Then, the two of them sat silently by the King’s bedside.
“You should rest for a bit,” Zhi Yan suddenly said.
“Since the battle began, you’ve barely slept.”
“Alright,” Suo Lun replied, then sat cross-legged on the floor, closing his eyes for a short rest.
…
He didn’t know how long he had slept when suddenly, the weak voice of the King shocked Suo Lun awake.
“Yan’er, Ning Bing…”
“Suo Lun, Suo Lun…”
Upon opening his eyes, Suo Lun found that the King was still in a coma, mumbling so unintelligible words.
At that mont, Zhi Yan had firmly grasped one of the King’s hands, pressing it against her exquisite face, her eyes red, and although there were no tears on her cheeks, there were traces of them.
In her lifeti, Zhi Yan had never cried.
Even the last ti the King suffered a stroke, she did not cry.
But this ti, she did.
It seed as though catching Suo Lun and Suo Ningbing’s affair had triggered so emotions within her.
Suo Lun hurried forward, taking the King’s other hand in his.
The King’s hand was cold, devoid of any warmth, and skin and bones, it also had no reaction whatsoever.
“Yan’er, Ning Bing, Ning Bing… Suo Lun…”
The King seed to be haunted by a nightmare, lying still, his eyes trembling continuously, his face beginning to contort in spasms.
Princess Zhi Yan imdiately stepped forward, gently cradling the King’s face, and said tremulously, “Father, I’m here, I’m right here, Suo Lun is here too…”
As if exerting a herculean effort, summoning all his strength, King Zhi Bian finally opened his eyes.
His gaze was unfocused at first, with no clear direction, but it gradually beca concentrated.
He struggled to look at Zhi Yan, then at Suo Lun.
Then, as if he had found sothing to rely on, he took a long breath, and his gaze stabilized.
At this point, Suo Lun deeply felt the King’s weakness, not just physical weakness, but also a ntal and spiritual fragility.
King Zhi Bian’s will had always been strong, and even after the previous stroke, his spirit was still bold and robust.
But now, his spirit and will seed so faint.
“Hearing the news of your victory made so happy, and then for so reason, I was seized by a nightmare.
I couldn’t move at all, and I thought I was going to pass on…” The King’s voice was already very strained, and Suo Lun and Zhi Yan had to read his lips to understand him.
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