The Female Assistant of Wei Yuyan Shuangfei

Great Song Dynasty, the second year of Chong'an, the fourth day of October.

Outside Ci'an Palace, a group of palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground, covering their faces and crying. Such a sad mood seemed to have infected the heavens, and the rain in Bianjing City lasted for more than half a month.

Fortunately, Bianliang had well-developed waterways and did not cause much damage to the imperial city, but this rain dealt a heavy blow to the Song Dynasty court.

The Empress Dowager Zhao Xie was seriously ill and had been in a coma in Ci'an Palace for more than a month. During this period, she only relied on ginseng to survive. Everyone knew that this most powerful woman in the Song Dynasty had reached the end of her life.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." the eunuch shouted loudly without restraint.

Faced with such an arrogant behavior of the eunuch, he would have been scolded under normal circumstances, but today no one spoke up to reprimand him.

Because they all know that these are extraordinary times, and everyone's hearts are filled with anxiety and worry.

The eunuch hurriedly walked into the Ci'an Palace, nodded to the court officials behind the screen, and quickly walked past the screen, bowed and said, "Your Majesty! Immortal Master Peng is outside the palace."

"Hurry up and announce it."

Upon hearing this, the eunuch hurriedly shouted to the outside of the door: "The emperor has ordered that Master Peng enter the palace."

Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the door, and an old man hurried in. He was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, and looked kind, showing a refined demeanor.

This person is none other than Peng Yue, who is known as the "immortal god" and is often called Master Peng in the martial arts world.

Peng Yue walked into the hall, bowed to the emperor, and then said calmly, "Your Majesty, I am honored to meet you."

"Master Peng, are you sure you can save the Imperial Grandmother?"

Upon hearing this, Peng Yue glanced at the woman lying on the bed. With just this one glance, he was already 70% sure.

"Your Majesty, I will do my best. But Your Majesty also knows that the Empress Dowager's condition has reached this stage. Even if I take action, I am not completely sure."

The official's face suddenly darkened. There was no trace of childishness on his face anymore. Instead, there was a sense of hostility, which made people feel frightened at the sight of it.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said threateningly, "Master Peng, I know you are a capable person. If you need any medicinal materials or manpower, I will meet your requirements. But if you can't save the Imperial Grandmother, I will take back Xuantian Temple, and I have also decided where your disciples will go."

Peng Yue was shocked when he heard this, but now he was over 80 years old and his joy was no longer visible on his face. Faced with the threat from the government, he had no choice but to compromise.

Xuantian Temple has nearly a thousand disciples. If it is really taken back by the government, the lives of his disciples and grandchildren would be in danger.

Peng Yue thought of this and leaned forward hurriedly and said, "Your Majesty! I will do my best. However, Your Majesty must also prepare for the worst."

"Master Peng, please do your best. I will pray for the Empress Dowager here, and hope that God will bless her to be safe and sound."

Peng Yue's heart tightened when he heard this. He knew that the situation was critical, so he calmed himself down a little, then took a big step and walked behind the screen.

The maid beside her quickly placed a small couch next to her, gently took the Empress Dowager's hand out of the quilt, covered it with a handkerchief, and then retreated.

Peng Yue nodded as a way of thanking him and began to take his pulse. Everyone present was so frightened that they had already held their breath. Even the heavy rain outside the hall seemed to have stopped at this moment, for fear of disturbing Peng Yue's diagnosis.

After a moment, Peng Yue withdrew his hand with a sad face, stood up, bowed and said: "Your Majesty! Please forgive my poor skills, but the Empress Dowager's destiny has come."

With the words "Heaven's Mandate has arrived", the result of the Empress Dowager was announced. Emperor Song Ming looked a little shocked and unwilling, and waved his hand happily.

"Thank you, Master Peng. You don't have to worry about what happened before. I had no choice but to do it. If you can't do anything, then it means that the Empress Dowager has really reached the last moment."

"Your Majesty! Although the Empress Dowager is now unconscious, I have a way to wake her up for a while, but..."

"Master Peng, please feel free to speak." Emperor Ming of Song's voice became a little weaker, and his tone was full of nostalgia.

"It's just... I can only be awake for half a quarter of an hour at most, and then..." Peng Yue seemed to be unable to explain.

Everyone present naturally heard it clearly, even the court officials who were separated only by a screen outside the hall could hear it clearly.

Everyone knew that the Empress Dowager would reach the end of her life in half an hour. The palace fell into silence for a while, as if waiting for Emperor Song Ming to make the final decision.

Suddenly! There was a loud thunderclap, and it seemed that God had made a decision.

"Please give me acupuncture! I have something else to ask the Imperial Grandmother." Emperor Ming of Song said with a little sadness.

Seeing that Emperor Song Ming had made up his mind, Peng Yue took out a silver needle and stabbed the Empress Dowager's vital point several times. About half a cup of tea later, the unconscious person on the bed gradually opened his eyes.

Emperor Song Ming was delighted and hurriedly held the slightly dry hands and said, "Grandmother! You are awake. You made your grandson worry to death."

"You! You are already the monarch of a country, why are you still like a child?" While speaking, Empress Dowager Xie stretched out her hand with difficulty, stroked Emperor Ming of Song's cheek, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes.

"Grandma!"

Emperor Song Ming called out again, and the people behind the screen suddenly came to their senses. They leaned forward and said hurriedly, "Your Highnesses! We pay our respects to the Grand Empress Dowager."

Empress Dowager Xie was stunned for a moment, then she understood the situation immediately. She raised her hand and said, "Everyone, please stand up! Aunt Zhao! Remove the screen."

The Empress Dowager spoke, and no one dared to question her. Then several eunuchs quickly removed the screen. The Ci'an Hall, which was originally a little crowded, now seemed a little empty.

The court officials looked at Empress Dowager Xie lying on the bed, and could no longer conceal their grief. Even Prime Minister Yan Shi, who was over fifty years old, could not help but burst into tears.

"Grand Empress Dowager! Your humble servant..."

Yan Shi's eyes felt a little sore, and before he could finish his words, Empress Dowager Xie interrupted him and asked, "Prime Minister Yan! Is he okay?"

Everyone present knew who the Empress Dowager was referring to. Facing the Empress Dowager's question, Yan Shi calmed down a little and said, "My uncle is in good health. I have not told my family about the palace affairs."

Empress Dowager Xie smiled with relief when she heard this and said, "Thank you very much, Prime Minister Yan."

"I dare not." Yan Shi leaned forward hurriedly and said.

Emperor Ming of Song looked at the Imperial Grandmother's smile and seemed to come back to his senses as if he had returned to several years ago when he was still a prince and had seen it when he was being taught at the Imperial Grandmother's lap.

Now, just a few years have passed, and that kind smile is no longer seen, and instead there is haggardness and worry on the Empress Dowager's face.