Chapter 38

The old man in the gray robe's chest heaved as he panted heavily, his face twisted in a terrifying grimace.

He quickly guessed the ins and outs of the situation.

Jun Wujian must have offended the same person in the Great Zhou Imperial City and was killed!

And just now, Jun Wujian's brother, Jun Wudao, was also killed for offending that person!

"Damn it, there's such a powerful sword cultivator hiding here!

How could he make our Jun family send people to their deaths time and time again, the detestable Gu family!"

The old man in the gray robe gritted his teeth and spoke fiercely.

As for the engagement between Gu Qincheng and Jun Wujian, he didn't believe it at all.

After all, without the head of the Jun family's acknowledgment, what kind of engagement is it!

Thinking of this, he looked at a guard beside him and said in a stern voice, "You, go back to the Great Zhou Imperial City, investigate the Gu family, and find out everything about what happened to Young Master Jun Wujian!"

"Yes!"

The guard saluted, without further questioning, and immediately responded.

When the flying ship descended to a certain height, he immediately jumped down and headed for the Great Zhou Imperial City.

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On the other side.

When Chen Chang'an and Ji Mingyue arrived at the palace gate, the sound stone on Ji Mingyue's body suddenly flashed.

She immediately took it out to check, and instantly, a faint mist of tears covered her beautiful eyes.

She became panic-stricken.

She grabbed Chen Chang'an's arm, gripping it a bit tighter.

"Mingyue, what's wrong?"

Chen Chang'an patted her hand, puzzled.

"Ah, Brother Chang'an, Father... he's not doing well. Lord Duanmu sent a message asking if Uncle Wu has returned.

I... I... Brother Chang'an, please, you must save my father!"

Ji Mingyue, already at a loss, looked anxious.

"Don't worry, let's go in and see first."

Chen Chang'an held her hand and quickly walked into the palace.

The palace guards, seeing this, bowed respectfully and did not dare to stop them.

After all, that was Princess Mingyue and the famous Chen Chang'an!

...

In the palace bedroom.

Ji Wentian's face was as pale as paper, with streams of fresh blood flowing from his seven orifices. Despite being a mighty Half-Emperor, he was on the brink of death, barely breathing!

When Chen Chang'an arrived, the entire hall was bustling with people, and the princes and princesses were kneeling on the ground.

Crown Prince Ji Cangshan, who had been confined by Ji Wentian for three months, was now here, kneeling and wailing, his cries filled with sorrow, as if the emperor had already passed away.

But Chen Chang'an knew that if Ji Wentian really did pass away, Ji Cangshan would be the rightful new emperor of Great Zhou.

Faced with the weeping Crown Prince, the other ministers were all flattering him, praising his filial piety!

After all, everyone thought the Crown Prince was about to ascend the throne, so they had to curry favor in advance.

In the hall, only Lord Duanmu looked disdainful. He found Ji Cangshan useless and thought Ji Canghai was better, at least Ji Canghai was ruthless.

Chen Chang'an scanned the hall and noticed, besides the useless ministers, the Crown Prince, and Lord Duanmu, there was one person with an extremely powerful aura.

It was a thin, stern-faced old man.

Chen Chang'an glanced at him indifferently and then looked away.

"Father, Brother Chang'an is here, he will definitely find a way to save you." Ji Mingyue called out, her face filled with despair and the only hope she had.

Hearing this, everyone looked at them.

Ji Cangshan's face darkened, "Chen Chang'an, why are you here?"

Ji Cangshan naturally disliked Chen Chang'an, who didn't take him seriously.

Chen Chang'an ignored him, stepped forward with Ji Mingyue, and came to the bedside, scanning Ji Wentian with his spiritual sense.

His condition was exactly as Uncle Wu had described.

"Chang'an, you finally came..." Ji Wentian's weak voice said, his gaze shifting to behind Chen Chang'an, revealing a look of disappointment, "Your Uncle Wu didn't come?"

"Father, Uncle Chen didn't come, but he instructed Brother Chang'an to come, saying Brother Chang'an would be enough."

Ji Mingyue immediately spoke.

This made everyone look at Chen Chang'an again.

If Uncle Chen could cure him, they might still have a glimmer of hope, but if Chen Chang'an could cure him, everyone's expressions changed.

It was disbelief and full of doubt!

After all, even their ancestor was helpless, how could a young man in his early twenties have the ability?

Chen Chang'an ignored the gazes around him and said to Ji Mingyue, "Except for the Ji family's ancestor, Lord Duanmu, and Princess Mingyue, everyone else, leave!"

The old man looked at Chen Chang'an in surprise.

This impolite command stunned everyone in the hall.

Ji Cangshan was the first to jump up and point at Chen Chang'an, "Chen Chang'an, who do you think you are? Why are you giving us orders?"

"That's right, even if you are the young master of the Chen family, so what? This is the palace, how can you, a mere boy, give orders?"

"Exactly, this old minister thinks he's here to cause trouble, Princess, you can't be deceived by him!"

"Right, Your Majesty, please be wise! And that so-called Uncle Wu, is he mad?

Daring not to come and treat Your Majesty, he sends a mere boy! How outrageous!"

"Please, Your Majesty, allow me to bind that so-called Uncle Wu and bring him here!"

...

When Ji Cangshan finished speaking, the other ministers, seemingly eager to show off in front of him, all pointed at Chen Chang'an, indignant and loudly scolding him.

Chen Chang'an narrowed his eyes and noted down the names of the most vocal ministers in his little notebook.

"Ridiculous!"

Ji Wentian, enduring the intense pain in his body and the ringing in his ears, immediately roared.

"That's right, Father, you're right, Chen Chang'an is being ridiculous!"

Ji Cangshan was delighted and immediately chimed in, but the next moment, Ji Wentian roared at him.

"I'm saying you are being ridiculous, you traitor!

You... you... do you want me to die so you can take my throne?

And all of you ministers, shut up!

I'm not dead yet, and you're already so eager to curry favor with the new master, how dare you!"

"Cough, cough!"

Ji Wentian seemed to have used all his strength to roar, and was instantly coughing from anger.

"Your Majesty, please calm down, this minister dares not!" Some ministers bowed repeatedly, their faces full of shock.

Ji Cangshan also fell to his knees, "Your son is innocent!"

"Listen to Chang'an, all of you, get out!"

Ji Wentian continued in a low voice.

"This... Father, how can you believe him? How can he possibly cure you?"

"You... you...!!" Ji Wentian was furious.

He finally understood that the Crown Prince seemed to want this position so much!

"Chen Chang'an, you scum! Tell me, by making us all leave, are you trying to harm my father!"

Ji Cangshan turned around and jumped up again, pointing at Chen Chang'an, his face twisted in anger, and shouted!