Space Farming: Traveling through Ancient Times to Do Business

"Cousin." Xuan Yuchen turned to Murong Zhenyu. Their eyes met, and they understood each other's intentions without saying much.

"Your Highness." Murong Zhenyu responded respectfully, his heart full of expectations and determination for the future.

"Your Highness, please follow me." Nangong De led Xuan Yuchen into the depths of the dense forest, saying as he walked, "We have already completed the layout, and we have also deployed spies in the palace to ensure that information flows smoothly."

Xuan Yuchen nodded to show that he understood. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I want to enter the palace."

Nangong De frowned slightly when he heard this, and his worry was evident in his words. "Your Highness, you want to see the Queen, right? But there are too many spies in the palace, it's too dangerous. I'm afraid..."

Xuan Yuchen interrupted Nangong De and said firmly: "Don't worry, Second Uncle. I have made all the preparations. I have brought all the secret guards with me. They will protect my safety."

Nangong De looked at Xuan Yuchen's determined eyes and knew that it would be futile to persuade him any further.

He sighed and could only support silently. "Go ahead. With the help of the Feng family, the Royal Guards are now under your command. They will be your strongest support."

Xuan Yuchen's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this. "This... the Feng family has also joined my camp?"

Nangong De nodded and explained, "Yes, under the persuasion of my eldest brother, the Feng family has decided to fully support you. Their joining will undoubtedly greatly increase our chances of winning."

Hearing this, Xuan Yuchen felt a warm current in his heart. He knew that he was not fighting alone, and that he had the support and trust of countless people behind him. He took a deep breath, and his eyes became more determined: "Okay, then let's fight together to the end for our future and for the peace of this land!"

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One day later, the atmosphere in the Shangjing Palace was heavy and depressing. The shadow guard quietly approached Emperor Xuan Zhentian of the Daxuan Kingdom and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, the prince has returned to the palace."

This sentence was like a ray of dawn, penetrating Xuan Zhentian's world that was about to fall into darkness. His cloudy eyes suddenly opened, and a barely perceptible light flashed in them. "Chen'er is not dead?" His voice was weak and trembling, full of disbelief.

"Yes, it seems that His Highness was rescued by his uncle and has now returned to the palace safely." The shadow guard confirmed again.

Hearing this, Xuan Zhentian forced a bitter smile. "I am no longer able to do this. It is ridiculous that that evil concubine thought I would be bewitched by her." His tone was full of ridicule and helplessness towards Concubine Liu.

"Your Majesty..." The shadow guard hesitated to speak, as he knew that any consolation would be pale and powerless at this moment.

Xuan Zhentian panted for a moment, and as if he had used up all his strength, he said: "The will I prepared before, please announce it after I die! Let Chen'er inherit the throne, this is my last wish."

The shadow guard's heart tightened, and he quickly knelt on the ground, his voice choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, you will live a long life."

However, Xuan Zhentian just shook his head slightly, and coughed violently again, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, staining his clothes red. "I know my own body. Over the years, in order to protect Qin'er, I have been poisoned too deeply. In order to prevent those people from focusing on the queen, I can only favor Concubine Liu. I didn't expect that this bitch actually wanted to seize the throne." His voice became weaker and weaker, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Upon seeing this, Yingyan hurried forward and used his internal energy to extend Xuan Zhentian's life.

But Xuan Zhentian grabbed his hand and shook his head, his eyes full of determination. "It's useless. My luck has run out. Yingyan, you are the person I trust the most. I will leave Chen'er to you. You must assist him well and protect the country of Daxuan."

"Your Majesty will definitely be saved. I have found the people from the Bai family. They are on their way to Beijing. Your Majesty will be fine." There was a hint of firmness and hope in Ying Yan's voice, as if he wanted to use his faith to prolong Xuan Zhentian's life.

Xuan Zhentian opened his eyes slightly, looking at this confidant who had followed him for more than fifty years, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. "Yingyan, you have followed me for more than fifty years, and witnessed everything from my ascension to the throne to now. I have also been the emperor for more than thirty years, and have experienced countless ups and downs."

"Your Majesty..." Ying Yan choked up and couldn't say any more. He knew Xuan Zhentian's feelings at the moment, and he also understood the heavy responsibility he shouldered.

"You and I are like brothers. Over the years, you have been loyal and devoted to me, helping me solve problems. I am very grateful." Xuan Zhentian's words were full of gratitude and reluctance. "But I know my body best. Although the Bai family has excellent medical skills, I am afraid there is nothing they can do to save me."

Yingyan felt even more grief-stricken upon hearing this, but he still held back his tears and said firmly: "Your Majesty, you must believe in miracles. The Bai family will definitely be able to save you from danger. Before that, I will do my best to protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Queen, and not let anyone hurt them in the slightest."

Xuan Zhentian nodded with satisfaction, a gleam in his eyes. "Okay, I feel relieved to have you here. Remember, no matter what happens, you must protect Chen'er and the Queen. They are the future and hope of the Great Xuan Kingdom."

After saying this, Xuan Zhentian's body seemed to be drained of all its strength, his eyes slowly closed, and the whole person fell into a coma. Seeing this, Ying Yan's heart tightened, but he quickly calmed down and gently threw a stone outside the door.

The eunuch waiting outside the door was awakened by the noise. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and hurried towards the house. As soon as he entered the inner room, he saw the emperor lying on the bed, who was obviously unconscious. His face was as pale as paper and his breath was extremely weak.

The eunuch was horrified and shouted loudly: "Quickly call the imperial physician! His Majesty has fainted!" His voice was filled with fear and anxiety, and it quickly spread throughout the palace.

For a time, the palace was in chaos, and the palace maids and eunuchs rushed to tell each other, and the imperial doctors were also urgently summoned to the emperor's bedroom. They quickly diagnosed Xuan Zhentian's condition, but they all shook their heads and sighed, saying that his majesty was deeply poisoned and there was no way to save him.

In the tense and depressing atmosphere, one of the doctors suddenly remembered something. He turned around and ordered the eunuch who was waiting anxiously, "Bring the life-extending soup left by Patriarch Bai!"

Upon hearing this, the eunuch was stunned at first, but then he reacted and quickly responded, "Yes! Yes! I'll get it right away!" He turned quickly and ran to the secret room where the precious medicinal materials and decoctions were stored.

After a while, the eunuch returned to the emperor's bedroom carefully, holding an exquisite jade bowl in his hand.

The bowl contained the life-saving soup that the head of the Bai family had specially left for Xuan Zhentian before he left.