PFC Chapter 140 The Empress Dowager is Under House Arrest
Chapter 140 The Empress Dowager is Under House Arrest
"Summon the imperial physician!" Seeing that he had intimidated him enough, Ye Jiuchen ordered someone to summon the imperial physician…
"Everyone, disperse." Ye Jiuchen began to shoo people away.
"Your Majesty, I take my leave..."
"Your Majesty, I take my leave..."
The ministers all took their leave, and in no time, everyone had left. Only the princes and the Lu family remained.
Soon the imperial physician rushed over and stopped Xiao Xiangxiang's bleeding.
It took a long time to stop the bleeding.
"Imperial Physician, he won't die, will he?" Ye Jiuchen asked.
"Reporting to the Regent, he won't die for now..." The imperial physician didn't know how to answer, so he could only reply like this, his forehead covered in sweat.
Ye Jiuchen's eyes were sharp, making people afraid to look directly at him.
"Hmm, help the Empress Dowager back to her palace. I will have people take care of her personally..." Ye Jiuchen ordered expressionlessly.
"You..." The Empress Dowager's eyes widened, wanting to refute but feeling powerless. She understood that this meant being placed under house arrest, and her heart was filled with resentment and anger, but at this moment, she could not change the situation.
"Ninth Brother, now we're all family left. What about this sword?" Ye Erxiao pointed to the sword around his neck, trying to negotiate with Ye Jiuchen.
Ye Jiuchen waved his hand, signaling the surrounding elites to sheathe their swords. Ye Erxiao breathed a sigh of relief, his life temporarily out of danger.
"Ninth Imperial Uncle, you've gone too far! No matter what, Father is still your brother!" Fourth Prince Ye Jingran finally couldn't help but speak up, feeling that Ye Jiuchen was too cruel to the emperor.
"Idiot!" Ye Jingchu cursed inwardly.
"Shut up!" Ye Erxiao shouted at Ye Jingran, believing that this prince was utterly clueless and unaware of the gravity of the situation. At this moment, Ye Jiuchen displayed a powerful aura, deterring everyone present from acting rashly. They realized that this seemingly gentle Ninth Prince actually possessed an unchallengeable authority.
"Slap him!" Ye Jiuchen's face was grim, his eyes cold as he looked at Ye Jingran. His voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority. At his command, two guards immediately stepped forward, dragged Ye Jingran aside, and began to carry out the punishment.
Ye Jingran struggled to resist, but his strength was no match for the two guards. They gripped his shoulders and arms tightly, rendering him immobile. Their hands slammed into his face, making a sharp, resounding sound. Each slap carried Ye Jiuchen's anger and displeasure; Ye Jingran's cheeks quickly swelled and bled from the corner of his mouth.
Dongfang Wan'er's eyes widened, secretly marveling at the immense power Ye Jiuchen wielded. Despite Ye Jingran being the emperor, he was utterly powerless before Ye Jiuchen. She couldn't help but wonder what her situation would be now if she had truly married Ye Jingran.
Seeing this, Ye Erxiao felt heartbroken, but he also understood Ye Jiuchen's power and status and dared not interfere easily. He could only plead helplessly, "Ninth Brother, please spare Ran'er."
Ye Jiuchen glanced coldly at Ye Erxiao, then waved his hand to signal the guards to stop slapping him. He said slowly, "Stop. Give your brother some face. You be the emperor, and I'll be the regent. We can all live in peace!"
Ye Erxiao slumped to the ground, his face ashen. His lips trembled as he struggled to speak, "Ninth Brother, I understand!"
Ye Jiuchen nodded slightly, then turned and left. He took Dongfang Wan'er's hand and they walked out of the palace together. Ye Jiuchen's steps were steady and firm, his tall and upright figure exuding an irresistible majesty.
"Your Majesty, this old minister takes his leave!" Lu Yanchen followed Ye Jiuchen away. After bowing to Ye Erxiao, he hurriedly caught up with Ye Jiuchen.
The group left the palace, and the atmosphere became heavy and oppressive. Ye Jiuchen walked in front, his expression serious, as if deep in thought. Dongfang Wan'er followed silently behind, her feelings complex and her thoughts in turmoil.
Ye Jiuchen stopped and turned to look at Dongfang Wan'er. He noticed that she had been silent the whole way. He asked with concern, "Wan'er, did I frighten you?"
Dongfang Wan'er shook her head and replied softly, "No, I was just thinking about your poison. I've already prepared the antidote. Come over tomorrow, and I'll give you the antidote..."
Ye Jiuchen smiled slightly, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes. He gently stroked Dongfang Wan'er's face and comforted her, "Don't worry, everything will be alright."
Thinking about Ye Jiuchen's actions today, Dongfang Wan'er realized that Ye Jiuchen had exposed himself, and that Emperor Ye Erxiao would definitely find a way to get rid of him. With this in mind, Dongfang Wan'er couldn't help but feel worried about Ye Jiuchen.
As for Ye Jingchu, she naturally wouldn't let him off easily either. She didn't want Ye Jingchu to die so easily; she wanted to torment him, Dongfang Mingzhu, and the entire Marquis's mansion. Thinking of this, Dongfang Wan'er's heart was filled with hatred.
"Alright, I will come tomorrow," Ye Jiuchen said, looking at Dongfang Wan'er.
After escorting Dongfang Wan'er and Lu Wanning to the residence, Ye Jiuchen left.
"Wan Ning, Wan'er, Grandfather has also gone back. I have a feeling that the current situation is not very peaceful!" Lu Yanchen said with a frown. He was uneasy about the current situation and worried that some danger might occur.
"Grandfather, don't worry, Wan'er has a plan!" Dongfang Wan'er comforted Lu Yanchen. She knew her grandfather cared about them, but she was prepared for any eventuality.
"Father, trust Wan'er. Be careful on your way back!" Lu Wan Ning felt a pang of worry, but she still tried to comfort her father. She hoped he could return home in peace and not worry too much about them.
"Alright, I'm off!" Lu Yanchen nodded, then rode away slowly. Although he was still a little worried, seeing how strong his daughter and granddaughter were, he felt somewhat relieved.
Dongfang Wan'er watched her grandfather leave silently until his figure disappeared from sight.
"Mother, I will detoxify you tonight, but the process may be a little painful!" Dongfang Wan'er said to Lu Wanning with a solemn expression.
"Wan'er, Mother is not afraid of pain." Lu Wanning smiled gently, her eyes filled with determination.
"Alright, Qiuqin, take this medicine and brew it." Dongfang Wan'er handed Qiuqin a packet of medicine and solemnly instructed, "You must brew it according to my instructions, without any mistakes."
"Yes, Miss..." Qiuqin took the medicine packet and hurriedly left.
"Come, Mother, lie down and take off your clothes. I'll give you acupuncture!" Dongfang Wan'er carefully helped Lu Wanning lie down on the bed, then gently removed her outer clothes, revealing her fair skin.
Lu Wanning felt a tingling sensation all over her body, as if countless tiny insects were crawling on her. This feeling made her very uncomfortable, but she couldn't describe the specific level of pain.
"Mother, you must bear with it!" Dongfang Wan'er comforted her softly, while the silver needle in her hand quickly pierced into Lu Wanning's acupoints.