Chapter 83 Preparing a Sedan for the Palace She glanced at Pei Han and said angrily, "Sister, today is Yu'er's big wedding day, and there are thieves who blatantly want to snatch Yu'er's husband. This is simply not taking you seriously!" "How can the dignified Shangshu Mansion allow outsiders to bully us like this! If this gets out, how can the Pei family have the face to survive in the capital?" "That's unreasonable!" Pei Han clenched his fists, his face was ashen with anger. His turbid and sharp gaze shot towards the guard: "Who is it!" "Who on earth is so ignorant as to dare to steal the bride?!" The guard knelt down in fear and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, I don't know either." "Ok?" Pei Han glanced at him fiercely, and the guard was so scared that he trembled and said. "Oh yes, sir."
"That person... that person called himself... called himself a prince before he left, and said... said that if you have the ability, you can go to the Beichen Palace to ask for someone..." "what?" As soon as he finished speaking, an official who had come out to watch the fun exclaimed in surprise. "But is it the King of Beichen who appeared on the day of Feng Jun's birthday?" "There is a Beichen King who returned to the capital not long ago. I heard that this Beichen King's origins are very mysterious. Many ministers in the court can't find out who this sudden Beichen King is." "But I heard that His Majesty attaches great importance to this King of Beichen. It is said that a lot of rewards from the palace flow into the palace, which shows that this King of Beichen is extraordinary." Pei Han listened to those discussions, his face gloomy and his chest heaving with anger. "Humph, even if she is the Prince of Beichen, she cannot snatch someone else's husband! Do you really think that I, Pei Han, am easy to bully?" "Come here, prepare the sedan chair, I want to go to the palace to see the emperor!" Upon hearing that Pei Han was going to enter the palace, some officials stepped forward to persuade him. Pei Han refused to listen when she was told not to act on impulse. "Don't persuade me, I will seek justice from the emperor today!" Pei Han was filled with anger. Such a happy event was ruined. Can she be happy? She won't be satisfied unless she gets justice! Seeing that Pei Han was angry and refused to listen to anything they said, everyone stopped trying to persuade him. ...Beichen Palace Di Ran walked into the palace holding Ji Yunxie, exuding a cold aura of "keep away from strangers", and his gloomy and cold face was frightening. The servants passing by in the mansion were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They retreated respectfully to the side, lowering their heads in fear. I only felt relieved after Di Ran left.
"What happened to your lord? This is so scary!" "That's Master Ji, right? What happened to him?" "boom!" Di Ran kicked open the door of his bedroom and walked in with the person in his arms. Put Ji Yunxie on the bed and cover him with a quilt. He raised his eyes to look at Qingyi outside the door and said in a cold voice. "Come and show him." "Yes." Qingyi stepped forward to feel Ji Yunxie's pulse. Then his face became serious: "He has taken an overdose of knockout drugs, his pulse is weak and intermittent, you need to give him acupuncture immediately!" "Then hurry up." "Yes!" Qingyi quickly took out the silver needle from the medicine bag, disinfected it, and quickly inserted the needle. Ji Yunxie's head and arms were covered with dozens of silver needles as thin as cow hair, like a hedgehog. Ji Yunxie's face turned visibly paler, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. "Don't be afraid, Xiaojiu~" Di Ran held Ji Yunxie's hand, his face was grim and his whole body was tense, not daring to relax at all. Qingyi glanced at him, slightly surprised, then narrowed his eyes and focused on acupuncture. After a long time, Qingyi withdrew the needles, his face turned pale, and a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead. "Master, I have already given the young master an acupuncture injection. This detoxification pill can dissipate the effect of the knockout drug. Give it to the young master later." Qing Yi placed the bottle of detoxifying pills on a small stool beside her. (End of this chapter)