The dungeon was vast and desolate, with not a soul in sight.
Apart from the painful howls of wolves, only their voices echoed back and forth in the air for a long ti.
"Prince, look...!"
"Hmm!" The War Prince nodded lightly, indicating that he understood. The old Emperor was up to his tricks again, scheming to make him uncomfortable. He sighed helplessly and muttered, "Ah! Looks like we have to put on an act yet again."
Indeed, the Emperor had planted nurous spies in the War Prince’s Mansion. Any movent within the Imperial Palace would surely demand their response; otherwise, it would raise suspicion from the Emperor. If that happened, they’d be on the defensive. Therefore, no matter how troubleso, the War Prince had to see this act through.
Long Yi couldn’t help but sigh, "How much longer can we go on like this?"
"Not unless I die."
"Prince, there is another path."
"What path?"
"Overthrow the empire, Prince. Seize the throne yourself and unify the land. Wouldn’t that be exhilarating? No longer living under the whim of that foolish Emperor," Long Yi proclaid boldly.
The current Emperor was petty and narrow-minded, intolerant of ministers adored by the people, always wanting to eliminate them at the slightest opportunity.
With such an Emperor, how could they have the heart to serve him?
Long Rui, speaking in an understated manner, warned, "Do not utter such rebellious words again."
"Prince..." Long Yi wanted to say more.
Long Rui waved his hand, signaling he didn’t want to hear any further.
Long Yi sighed helplessly, "Fine then! Since the Prince plans to feign illness, I will arrange for soone to bring the doctor imdiately."
"Go ahead."
They had agreed long ago—if the Prince’s Gu poison flared up, they must summon the most trusted doctor.
Otherwise, if the Emperor discovered their secret, the War Prince’s Mansion would face imminent peril.
That afternoon, chaos erupted in the War Prince’s Mansion. Servants scurried in and out as if so major event had transpired.
This left passersby utterly bewildered.
Eventually, soone couldn’t resist any longer and reached out to stop a maid hurrying out. "What on earth is happening at the War Prince’s Mansion? Why is everything so strange today, with the throngs of people coming and going ceaselessly?"
"Oh dear! Don’t grab ! If this delays the Prince’s treatnt, even ten heads wouldn’t suffice to pay the price."
"What?! Sothing happened to the Prince?"
"Of course! The doctor said he might have contracted so strange illness and is currently inside worrying over the prescriptions. Oh, don’t ask anymore—you wouldn’t understand even if I told you." The maid shook her head and sighed repeatedly before dashing back into the mansion.
This sparked an uproar among the gawking crowd: "The War Prince is our Moli Country’s guardian deity. If anything happens to him, we’ll undoubtedly endure the chaos of war! Don’t you agree?"
"Indeed!"
The gathered crowd nodded in unison. They strongly believed that it was only with the War Prince defending the nation that they could sleep soundly. After all, without his efforts years ago, Moli Country would have been devoured by the neighboring country, and they wouldn’t be enjoying the peace and prosperity they had today.
"Let’s go, let’s head to the City God Temple together, light an incense stick, and pray to the Immortals to protect the War Prince, allowing him to overco this ordeal safely!"
"Yes, Moli Country cannot be without the War Prince."
At the command, hundreds of people surged toward the City God Temple with great zeal...
Along the way, more and more people, upon learning of the matter, joined the procession.
The War Prince’s illness caused an uproar, shaking the entire Capital.
In the Imperial Palace, within the Imperial Study Room.
Upon hearing the rumors spreading outside, the Emperor erupted in fury, smashing everything in the study to pieces.
Still unsatisfied, he reached for the treasured sword hanging on the wall and slashed randomly around the room.
Eunuch Zhang trembled in terror.
He feared that the Emperor might inadvertently use him to vent his anger, and this old life of his would co to an abrupt end.
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