mtl008 Chapter 122 Hand over the antidote
Chapter 122 Hand over the antidote
There was a hint of joking in his words, but his eyes revealed a seriousness that could not be ignored.
Fu Yansheng was puzzled until he saw Zhang Xiyue being brought up, and everything seemed to be turning around.
"The mastermind behind all this is none other than your cousin." Zheng Jiaxuan's sneer was intertwined with anger, "You actually suspected Sister Mohui. You really can't tell right from wrong. You are so foolish. It makes me sigh with regret!"
Zhang Xiyue struggled and shouted that she was wronged: "Cousin, this evil servant of Ling Mohui bullied me and attacked me, you have to give me justice!"
Before she could finish, Fu Yansheng slapped Zhang Xiyue in the face with a loud slap without any mercy, shocking her so much that she stood there in a daze.
"Cousin, you..." Zhang Xiyue couldn't believe it, tears welling up in her eyes.
"You have lost your mind! Where is the antidote?"
Fu Yansheng's voice was like icicles in winter, revealing an irrefutable majesty.
Zhang Xiyue bit her lower lip and said stubbornly, "Just because of those two women, you are going to treat me like this?"
"Wake up! Look at what you have done! You are crazy!" Fu Yansheng grabbed Zhang Xiyue's wrist fiercely, his eyes burning with anger as if he wanted to burn everything to ashes.
However, Zhang Xiyue laughed arrogantly: "None of them can stay with you! What I can't get, no one else can get!"
Fu Yansheng angrily pushed her away and ordered in a cold voice: "Come here, punish him with a stick!"
Zhang Xiyue was immediately put on a bench. She looked at Fu Yansheng in horror, calling out for her last hope: "Brother...Brother!"
Fu Yansheng's face was as cold as frost, and his voice was cold and hard: "As long as you hand over the antidote, you can alleviate some of the pain."
"There is no antidote!" Zhang Xiyue remained stubborn.
Fu Yansheng closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth as he ordered: "Execute!"
The stick fell, accompanied by Zhang Xiyue's heart-wrenching scream.
"Antidote! Hand it over now!" Fu Yansheng's urging revealed an uncontrollable anxiety.
Zhang Xiyue raised her head, her eyes intertwined with resentment and sadness: "I said, no!"
She couldn't accept that Fu Yansheng was so cruel and ruthless to her for those two outsiders. The family affection they once had seemed so fragile and insignificant at this moment, as if it had never existed.
At this moment, Zhang Xiyue's eyes had lost their former luster, her heart was dead, and she was so hopeless that she even had the desperate thought of giving up struggling and accepting the punishment.
"Yan Sheng, please show mercy!" Zou Boyuan arrived breathlessly, and when he saw Zhang Xiyue's life flame that was almost extinguished, his heart was broken.
He couldn't understand why Fu Yansheng could make such a decision.
Fu Yansheng's face turned ashen and cold as if it had been frozen for ten thousand years. He was unwilling to even glance at Zou Boyuan.
"Ask her what kind of outrageous thing she has done." There was unquestionable severity in his words.
At this moment, there were light but hurried footsteps outside the house. With his keen sense of sound, Zheng Jiaxuan immediately sensed that the atmosphere in the room was strange.
"What happened?" His voice was a mixture of alertness and concern.
Fu Yansheng had no time to talk to Zou Boyuan. He rushed back into the house, but saw that the seat that originally belonged to Ling Mohui was empty, without even a trace of warmth.
Ling Zhiyun had just woken up from a coma, her tear-stained face full of anxiety. She sobbed and said, "Sister...sister was taken away by a stranger in black. Go and save her!"
"I saw it, in that direction!" Zheng Jiaxuan's eyes were like an eagle, penetrating the night sky and catching a hint of unusual movement. Then his figure flashed, broke through the window, and chased after it like flowing clouds and water.
"Mo Yi, Xuanwu, follow closely!" Fu Yansheng's voice was calm and firm. The two guards followed him silently like ghosts.
Ling Mohui barely opened her eyes amidst the violent turbulence, and what she saw was a sky full of stars. In the dark night sky, a figure was leaping between the rooftops, and she was being tightly embraced by this unknown arm.
The man's face was hidden behind the mask, so her features could not be seen clearly, but those eyes seemed to have appeared in a dream, making her feel both familiar and unfamiliar.
Before she could think further, her weak body dragged her into the abyss of coma again.
As the night deepened, Fu Yansheng sat alone in the main hall, his brows furrowed and his expression solemn.
He realized that he had wrongly accused the innocent Ling Mohui and almost pushed her to the brink of life and death. The self-blame in his heart surged like a tide.
Ling Zhiyun watched Fu Yansheng silently from the side. All he could think about was Ling Mohui. Even though she was very close to him, he never paid much attention to her. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous and sad.
She sighed softly, stepped forward and held Fu Yansheng's hand, and comforted him in a gentle but slightly weak voice: "Yansheng, don't worry too much. Sister has always been smart and brave. She will definitely turn danger into safety. Everything will be fine."
Fu Yansheng raised his eyes and looked at Ling Zhiyun. Although he nodded slightly, his worry and anxiety did not diminish in the slightest.
At this moment, Mo Yi and Xuanwu hurried back, their faces full of guilt.
"Where are the people?" Fu Yansheng asked impatiently.
The two men lowered their heads and said in a heavy voice: "We are not as skilled as him. His Qinggong is too strong. He disappeared in the blink of an eye."
"Where's Zheng Jiaxuan?"
"It is speculated that Master Zheng may still be tracking him."
Fu Yansheng's brows knitted even tighter: "Notify Jingzhao Prefecture immediately, impose martial law throughout the city, and launch a carpet search!"
Then, he ordered in a cold and stern tone: "As for the two of you, when you return, you will be punished with twenty strokes of the cane."
He sat back in his chair, his fingers cold as winter stones.
Ling Mohui, you must not get into any trouble! I will never allow it!
The nights in the capital city became extremely heavy because of this series of events. It felt like a huge rock was pressing on everyone's heart, making it difficult for them to fall asleep.
On the other side, when the morning light broke and the sky gradually turned white, Ling Mohui slowly woke up again, her whole body felt as if it was burned by flames and she was in unbearable pain.
In the mist, Han Zifeng, holding a bowl of medicine, appeared before her with a warm and determined figure.
"Mohui, the antidote has been prepared. Drink it and you will be well soon!"
He carefully helped her sit up, let her lean on his chest, and patiently fed her the bitter but life-saving medicine spoonful by spoonful.
The medicine tasted bitter, but it was like the fountain of life. Ling Mohui knew how precious it was and drank it all without hesitation.
In her silent gratitude, Han Zifeng's image became even more majestic.
As the drug took effect, she fell into a deep sleep again.
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Fu Yansheng leaned back and sat there, his eyes full of fatigue after a sleepless night. He held his forehead with his hand and stared into the distance through the half-open door, hoping that the familiar figure would return safely.