Peace Order-Chapter 1454 - 131: Price and Promise
Raised his head.
Met a pair of eyes cold as frost.
Jiang Wanxiang, awake!
Just stood there coldly staring at Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan’s body stiffened, Jiang Wanxiang said: "What do you want me to drink?"
Jiang Yuan’s body was rigid, gritting his teeth, he spoke slowly:
"I want Father to drink the herbal soup."
In that instant, he felt boundless terror, a feeling that seemed to tightly grasp his heart, but simultaneously, Jiang Yuan seemed ready to risk it all, his face unchanged, he said: "I’m worried about Father’s health, the Imperial Physician diagnosed, sent this medicine, and I wish to serve it to Father Emperor."
Facing Jiang Wanxiang’s gaze, Jiang Yuan showed no sign of wavering.
Swoosh—
The door opened, accompanied by the autumn’s killing cold wind, carrying a scent of blood, Jiang Su’s killing voice came: "Minister Su arrived late, is Your Majesty unharmed?!"
Jiang Wanxiang’s gaze was icy, fixed on Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan knew once the medicine was examined, he would die without a burial place, at this moment he appeared unaffected, yet pretended to be startled, his wrist trembled, and this bowl of medicinal soup fell, shattered on the ground, with a crisp sound, the soup and that portion of Fei Heart Poison spread out. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
Jiang Yuan exclaimed: "Ah, what a pity, the herbal soup!"
Jiang Su strode in, his eyes swept past Jiang Yuan; Jiang Yuan stiffly lowered his gaze, stepped back, not daring to confront Grandmaster Jiang Su, Jiang Su advanced several steps, ignoring Jiang Yuan, just looked at Jiang Wanxiang, extended his hand to transfer Primordial Qi to Jiang Wanxiang, said:
"Your Majesty, the affairs of the world, do not worry, do not harm the root."
Jiang Wanxiang nodded with a smile, his face gaunt, his gaze swept over Jiang Su’s still sturdy arms, looked at his son, eyes cold and indifferent, then saw the Crown Prince hurriedly emerging from the side.
The Crown Prince’s face was pale, dust covered his body, his eyes seemed wet.
Jiang Wanxiang sighed deeply, finally moving his sharp gaze away from Jiang Yuan, Jiang Gao noticed Jiang Wanxiang was awake, joy finally appeared on his face, he quickly ran over, directly grasping Jiang Wanxiang’s hand.
"Father, you’re alright! You’re awake! How do you feel!"
Jiang Gao spoke directly, using the usual form of address, Jiang Wanxiang’s hand gently patted Jiang Gao’s hand, softly said: "Father is fine, fine, with Grandmaster here, all is well."
Jiang Gao saw the overturned herbal soup on the ground, glanced at Jiang Yuan beside him.
"What happened?"
Jiang Yuan said quietly: "Just now, when Grandmaster returned, the ominous aura was too strong, I was a bit confused then, accidentally dropped the medicine bowl on the ground." His face showed genuine guilt, no trace of the intention to harm his father.
Jiang Gao looked at his face filled with guilt and regret.
Patted his shoulder, his expression reassuring: "Father was in trouble, you were also shocked, it’s normal to be confused, but now Father has awoken, it’s good that Father woke up..."
Jiang Wanxiang laughed heartily: "Ahaha, indeed, your father still has time and energy, just got bumped by that old dog, there’s nothing much, just took a rare good sleep!"
"As for you two, looking like this, what kind of Crown Prince, Prince, losing your composure, Gao’er, you go to the back, have the Imperial Physician prepare another dose of herbal soup, Yuan’er, tidy up here."
"Yes! Father Emperor, rest a while, your son will go now!"
Jiang Gao agreed, turned around and quickly ran away, wiping tears at the corner, said softly: "Mother, your spirit in heaven, finally protected father, only wish that in the future, I, and Father, and Ayuan, can still be together."
He hurried to find the Imperial Physician, Jiang Yuan lowered his head cleaning up the herbal soup.
Only Jiang Su, Jiang Wanxiang, and him were present.
Jiang Yuan lowered his head to tidy up, Jiang Wanxiang watched him, suddenly said: "Yuan’er, what did you give me to eat?"
Jiang Yuan’s body froze, bowed his head and said: "It was herbal soup, that was the medicine prepared by the Imperial Physician for Father Emperor, claiming it can nurture the spirit, supplement Primordial Qi, it’s an excellent Spirit Pill."
Jiang Wanxiang said: "Is that so?"
He sat up again, not at all like an elder who had just coughed blood and fainted for days, his eyebrows white, yet still like newly forged treasure swords, sharply raised, he leaned over and picked up a shard of a broken porcelain bowl, still holding some herbal soup in the curve.
Jiang Wanxiang said: "In ancient times, filial children would personally taste the chicken soup before feeding their parents, to judge the temperature; this herbal soup, you also taste it for me first!" As he said this, he pushed the porcelain bowl forward.
Jiang Yuan’s heart nearly stopped beating, he knew what was in this herbal soup, he looked at Jiang Wanxiang, seeing Jiang Wanxiang’s dignified and solemn air, like an aging dragon gazing down.
Father was not truly unconscious.
He was pretending!
He knows everything!
Knows everything!
That contemporary lord’s indifferent gaze seemed to penetrate Jiang Yuan’s soul, as if it would pierce through his heart.
A thread of fear surfaced in Jiang Yuan’s heart, Jiang Wanxiang sat there, like when he was young, that solemn Divine Martial father, seemingly able to shock him with a single glance, and beside him, Grandmaster Jiang Su had already grasped the treasure sword at his waist.
Jiang Yuan knew, even a moment’s hesitation meant certain death.
This was a situation where ordinary people would certainly die.
Yet no doubt appeared on his face, he held the world’s deadliest poison soup, tilting his head back to drink it down, right then, Jiang Wanxiang suddenly moved his wrist, knocking the bowl of herbal soup to the ground.
