The three of them, including the Emperor, revealed expressions of astonishnt, and even the close attendant couldn’t help but gasp.
"Later, thanks to finding a high master, we managed to break the curse, but thinking back on it now still sends chills down my spine," said Bai Ruozhu.
"A curse that killed a thousand people, didn’t it take his life?" the Emperor asked, puzzled.
Bai Ruozhu sighed, "At that ti, they demanded he be captured alive, intending to publicly execute him, which is why they used the Blood Pool to trap him, otherwise..."
She shuddered instinctively, unable to imagine the consequences herself.
"So, do you think Cilang was cursed by witchcraft?" the Emperor pursued further, obviously captivated by Bai Ruozhu’s account and sowhat believing her.
"I haven’t seen the second prince, so I can’t be sure," Bai Ruozhu said, thinking that if she could deduce that without even seeing the body, she would have to be an Immortal.
The Emperor snapped out of it, silently chastising himself for being so worried and then said, "I’ll take you to see Cilang now, but you mustn’t disturb his body."
At the end of this statent, the Emperor began to sob painfully. Although Bai Ruozhu had little affection for the second prince, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness in the face of such a grieving father.
Soon, the Emperor took her to the next room, where the temperature suddenly dropped upon entering. Bai Ruozhu glanced around and saw ice blocks placed in the corners. The second prince lay quietly on the bed in the middle. The incident happened so suddenly that there wasn’t even a coffin prepared.
Also because there was no coffin, he seed to be rely asleep. Ignoring his deathly pale skin, he appeared as if he were still alive.
Bai Ruozhu took out a pair of gloves from the Space, swiftly put them on, then stepped forward to check the second prince’s skin and lift his eyelids. The Emperor opened his mouth, seemingly fearing to disturb his son, but in the end, he closed it again.
He knew that without this, Bai Ruozhu couldn’t possibly perform her examination.
"Huh..." Bai Ruozhu murmured softly, causing the three accompanying people to tense up.
"What’s happened?" the Emperor asked anxiously.
Bai Ruozhu suddenly straightened up and looked at the Emperor, "He’s very lucky!"
"Ah?"
What kind of talk is that? The man was dead, yet she said he was lucky? The nearby samurai glared, thinking that this woman from Zhongyuan must be a fool.
The next sentence left the three of them once more in shock.
"He’s not dead," Bai Ruozhu added.
"What? Cilang isn’t dead?" the Emperor exclaid, his voice suddenly rising several octaves.
The samurai, now regaining his composure, quickly said, "Don’t try to alarm us, the second prince has no pulse; saying such things only excites His Majesty needlessly."
Bai Ruozhu cast him a sidelong glance, "I haven’t finished speaking; why are you so anxious? Just listen if you don’t understand."
The Emperor’s eyes glimred with hope, "Speak, go ahead and speak; no one is allowed to interrupt her!"
The samurai felt suffocated but could do nothing but listen quietly. He was curious to see what else this woman could co up with.
"I’m not joking when I say the second prince isn’t dead; indeed, he isn’t. But he is in a state of suspended animation, with no heartbeat, no breath, and a deathly pale face, appearing as if dead. But actually, his bodily functions haven’t ceased. He’s still alive, and it’s even possible that his consciousness is awake and he can hear us talking."
The Emperor nearly cried out again; he wanted to ask if it was true, but rembering he had just instructed not to interrupt Bai Ruozhu, he obediently kept his mouth shut.
"The second prince was inflicted with a rare kind of poison, which can be described as a slow-acting poison. It seems it wasn’t administered all at once, and this poison gradually took effect until he appeared as he does now. Others thought he was dead, but he was actually still alive, and even aware of the surrounding circumstances, yet had to be treated as if dead, facing the possibility of a false burial!"
"My God, in a few days, the second prince would’ve been buried!" the close attendant couldn’t help but exclaim, only to receive a glare from the Emperor and promptly shut his mouth.
Bai Ruozhu stamped her feet and continued, "I just found it strange earlier, but upon closer consideration, it’s likely that his opponent hated him intensely and used such a thod to torture him, so that even if he beca an Emperor, he’d have to watch himself being buried alive. Moreover, judging from the opponent’s plan of poisoning, this poison would’ve taken full effect in a month. However, Master Puru’s blessing for the second prince at Zhaoti Temple might have stimulated the latent poison abruptly, causing it to unexpectedly manifest. Because of this sudden onset, the second prince was placed here, thus avoiding the adversary’s planned live burial."
"So, how do we save Cilang now? Is it enough to detoxify him?" The Emperor, having held back for so long, finally couldn’t resist asking.
"Detoxifying him won’t be easy. It could take as quickly as a month or as long as three months, and perhaps the second prince won’t be able to attend the enthronent ceremony," Bai Ruozhu replied.
The Emperor was so excited upon hearing there was hope of saving him that he nearly jumped up, "It doesn’t matter, the ceremony can be postponed. As long as Cilang is alive, that’s all that matters."
"You’d better remove the ice for now; it does him no good, only harm. I need three days to prepare the antidote, and by then, you’ll know if what I said is true by observing if his body starts to sll," Bai Ruozhu added.
"Of course it’s true; how could I not trust Special Envoy Bai? Whatever dicinal materials you need, just let know, and I’ll have them prepared imdiately," the Emperor now firmly believed Bai Ruozhu’s words, as she was the only one who said his son was still alive.
Bai Ruozhu shook her head, "I’ve written the nas of the dicines, but because the nas might be different, you might end up finding the wrong ones. I should personally go to your local Pharmacy to get them."
"I’ll have soone accompany you to the Palace’s dicine Storage imdiately. Whatever you need, just take it," the Emperor promptly instructed the samurai, who bowed towards Bai Ruozhu, "This way, Lord Bai."
The samurai, at this mont, showed none of the previous disdain towards Bai Ruozhu, though he still harbored doubts. How co all other doctors couldn’t tell the second prince was alive, and was Lord Bai rely tricking the Emperor to delay ti?
Unwilling, Bai Ruozhu glanced at him and said plainly, "You only need to observe the ice for a day to verify the truth of my words."
The samurai was taken aback, wondering how she could guess what he was thinking. Are all people from Zhongyuan this formidable?
If Bai Ruozhu knew his thoughts, she couldn’t help but laugh; his face was full of suspicion, almost written on it. If she couldn’t see through that, it’d be foolish.
Afterward, Bai Ruozhu called Fo Lanying, who was waiting outside, to go along, and this ti the samurai didn’t stop them, treating Bai Ruozhu with great respect, which surprised Fo Lanying. She asked in a low voice, "Ruozhu, how did you persuade them?"
"My dical skills speak for themselves; you’ll know soon enough," Bai Ruozhu replied with a smile.
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