Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 644 - 320 Still Peach Blossom Face_2

Chapter 644: Chapter 320 Still Peach Blossom Face_2

Sister Zeng nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Princess Ning and Heir Ning are blessed with great fortune and won’t suffer mishap. Miss, you were just having a dream."

Qian Yixiu clasped her hands together and prayed, "I hope so, I hope so, may the Buddha bless us, may the Buddha bless us..." After drinking the Calming Soup, she lay down to sleep, still clinging to Sister Zeng’s hand, refusing to let her leave.

Meanwhile, inside the Ning Prince Mansion of the Capital City, there was a somber and mournful atmosphere, with cries and sobs echoing throughout. Mourning banners were hung all over the place, and the funeral parlor was already set up.

Lying in the side room of the main house in the Princess’s courtyard, Zhu Sujin was spread on a heated brick bed, his complexion pale, eyes tightly closed, still unconscious.

Prince Ning sat beside Zhu Sujin, holding the Princess in his arms, gazing unwaveringly at her, the tender loving feelings in his eyes so dense they seemed unable to dissipate.

On the floor knelt a group of people, including concubines, the Chief Secretary, eunuchs, and sisters, all with tear-stained faces, ceaselessly urging, "Prince, please control your grief. The Princess has passed; it’s time to let her rest in her coffin... "

Prince Ning seemed not to hear everyone’s persuasions, continuing to gently caress the Princess’s eyebrows, cheeks, and hair.

That afternoon, as soon as Zhu Sujin left the palace after school, a nurse from the Prince Residence came to report that the Princess was gravely ill, possibly not long for this world, and asked him to hurry home.

Zhu Sujin, who had already settled into his carriage, panicked upon hearing this, descended swiftly, pulled a guard off his horse, and galloped towards the Prince Residence. His more than twenty guards hurriedly followed on horseback, yet fell a few steps behind.

Suddenly, an arrow flew out from a second-story window, striking Zhu Sujin in the back. He slumped forward onto the horse’s back. In this critical moment, Monkey Sister, who was running alongside him, immediately hoisted Zhu Sujin onto her shoulder and sped towards the Prince Residence at the fastest pace.

Monkey Sister was incredibly fast; people only saw a flash of red as she passed by. The distance, which would take a flying horse more than a quarter of an hour, she covered in less than ten minutes to rush back to the Prince Residence.

Knowing that the Princess possessed the Red Demon Fruit, she headed straight for the main courtyard.

Prince Ning and the Princess were sitting on the heated brick bed talking when a red flash zoomed in, followed by Monkey Sister placing Zhu Sujin on the bed, chattering anxiously.

Seeing an arrow embedded in Zhu Sujin’s back, Prince Ning’s face turned ashen. Black blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, indicating the arrow was poisoned. After checking under his nose, he found no breath remaining, only a trace of warmth lingering in his chest.

The Princess, in a panic, quickly took out the Red Demon Fruit, crushed it, and fed it into Zhu Sujin’s mouth, while the Prince poured water in to wash the medicine down.

The Imperial Physician of the Prince Residence arrived, removed the poisoned arrow, and used silver needles to seal the acupoints.

Prince Ning had previously seen the Red Demon Fruit that Elder Immortal Beikong gave to the Princess. He had only heard of its miraculous effects and did not know whether it could truly bring someone back from the dead.

Prince Ning and the Princess watched over Zhu Sujin anxiously; he was their only son. If he were to meet with an accident at this moment, Prince Ning would be a childless Prince, having even less legitimacy to compete for the position of the heir apparent.

Gazing at his dying son, Prince Ning felt a twinge of regret. If he had not harbored such grand ambitions, perhaps his wife and son would have lived in peace?

One quarter-hour, two quarters, three quarters passed, and Zhu Sujin’s complexion gradually changed from ashen to pale. The black blood slowly gave way to fresh red blood.

The Imperial Physician checked his pulse again and joyfully announced, "Congratulations to Your Highness and the Princess. The Princely Heir is no longer in danger and will surely awaken by tomorrow morning. The Red Demon Fruit truly is miraculous, indeed capable of bringing back the dead."

With his only beloved son finally revived, Prince Ning was moved to tears and heaved a sigh of relief, saying, "Jinjin is safe now; the Red Demon Fruit really is a treasure. When the Old Fairy arrives in the Capital City, I must thank him for his life-saving grace. And Monkey Sister, thank you..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the seated Princess slump to the side, collapsing limply onto the bed.

The Imperial Physician came to diagnose the Princess, applied acupuncture, and, after busy work, knelt crying, "Your Highness, the Princess’s health was already poor, and her recent outburst of anger has taken a severe toll. Forgive me for being helpless."

Prince Ning had just moved from extreme sorrow to extreme joy, and now back to extreme sorrow, kicking the physician to the ground in anger.

Although he had been preparing for several years for the possibility that the Princess might leave him, when the moment truly arrived, he still could not accept it. Holding the Princess, he wept, "Xiao Rong, you married me for so many years, always living in fear, never enjoying a day’s fortune. Now that good times are upon us, how can you die? No, I won’t let you die, I won’t let you die..."