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Along the way, Fu Jiuyao held the box carefully, as if it contained the most precious treasure in the world. His eyes were full of concern and expectation, as if the box carried all his hopes. It was not until the boat approached Tianjing Pavilion that he felt a little relieved, but he still could not completely relax.

Without caring about the wounds on his body, as soon as the boat came to a stop, Fu Jiuyao could not wait to step forward and headed straight to the second floor. His steps were firm and urgent, with only one thought in his mind: to quickly return to that person and give her the box.

When he opened the door, he saw the person on the bed still had her eyes tightly closed, her brows knitted, and a painful expression on her face. Fu Yan was nervously giving her acupuncture, trying to relieve her condition.

Hearing someone breaking into the room, Fu Yan wanted to scold, but when he saw that the person who came in was Fu Jiuyao, especially when he saw that he was covered with scars, he immediately stopped the silver needle in his hand and walked quickly towards the man.

"Are you okay?" Fu Yan's voice was filled with a hint of worry. He knew very well how difficult it was to obtain the Nine-Brush Shenglian, but the injury of Fu Jiuyao in front of him made him realize that obtaining the Shenglian this time was more dangerous than he had imagined.

Fu Jiuyao did not answer Fu Yan's question, but handed the wooden box tightly in his hand to him and said firmly: "Take it back, give it to her quickly!"

Fu Yan took the box and felt its heavy weight. His heart became heavier and more complicated. He looked up at Fu Jiuyao and asked after hesitating for a moment, "Uncle... have you thought it through?"

Fu Jiuyao slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, tightly holding Yu Jin's pale and cold hand, as if he wanted to pass all the warmth to her. After just two days of not seeing each other, she had become so haggard. Fu Jiuyao's heart suddenly sank, and he felt so painful that he couldn't breathe.

"Don't say anything more, I just hope she can live!" Fu Jiuyao's voice was low and firm, with a resolute determination. His eyes were full of deep love and reluctance for Yu Jin.

Fu Yan looked at Fu Jiuyao silently, with a heavy sigh in his heart. The wooden box in his hands trembled slightly, as if telling of Fu Jiuyao's deep affection for Yu Jin.

Fu Jiuyao was willing to give up his life for this woman. This feeling surprised him greatly.

He couldn't help but start thinking about the fear and hurt brought by the word love. If a person falls into it, he will be devoured by it and suffer both physically and mentally!

"Well, since you have made your decision, I can't interfere too much. I can only obey your wishes..." Fu Yan shook his head helplessly. He knew that once Fu Jiuyao made up his mind, he would not change it easily. He could only pray silently that everything would be fine.

He walked out with the box in his hands, his steps hurried and his brows furrowed. Because the lotus could not be kept for too long, if it was not made into liquid medicine for people to take as soon as possible, then all the previous efforts would be in vain and all the previous efforts would be wasted.

In the room, Fu Jiuyao gently stroked Yu Jin's face with his hand, his eyes full of heartache and self-blame. Seeing her painful appearance, he felt extremely guilty.

"I'm sorry, Xiaojin, I should have come back earlier." He said softly, with a hint of guilt in his voice.

Loving her means not wanting her to suffer even a moment longer. Fu Jiuyao, a proud man born in the clouds, is now as humble as dust for love. He is willing to give everything to protect her, even if he has to bear more pressure and pain.

Mu Jin and Shu Lang saw Fu Yan coming out with the box, his face full of anger, and they couldn't help but approach him in confusion. Shu Lang asked fearlessly, "Doctor Fu, what's wrong with you? Is Sheng Lian useless?"

Fu Yan rolled his eyes at him and pulled Shu Lang over. "Shu Lang, when will you learn to be as calm and sophisticated as Mu Jin? Can't you see that I'm in a bad mood?"

Shu Lang was confused. "I asked this because I care about you. How could I be wrong again?"

Mu Jin rolled his eyes at him and asked, "The master is injured. Do you need some medicine for him?"

Fu Yan sighed and took out the medicine bottle he always carried with him from his pocket. "Give this to him, two pills at a time. Alas, but I think as long as he sees that woman, any injury or pain will not be a big deal. Beauty is a disaster."

He left this sentence and went to the study room by himself. "I need to prepare the medicine. Don't let anyone disturb me."

Shu Lang looked at Mu Jin in bewilderment. "Who are you talking about when you say beauty is the root of trouble?"

Mu Jin laughed and said, "Guess."

Then he turned and walked towards Fu Jiuyao's room. Shu Lang didn't understand when Mu Jin started to joke with him?

"Beauty is a disaster? That's right! The woman inside!!" He slapped his head and finally understood what Fu Yan meant, but he didn't understand why Fu Yan would say such a thing. Who did she bring disaster to?

At the same time, the heads of the eight major branches also learned the news. When they heard that the spiritual medicine in the Holy Medicine Pavilion had been picked, they immediately guessed that it was Fu Jiuyao's work, and it must have been used on the woman who was unconscious and seriously injured and whom he brought all the way back to the Tianjing Pavilion.

The heads of the eight major clans gathered in a conference room, the atmosphere tense and serious. A rough-looking man angrily slammed his hand on the table, making a loud noise.

"This Fu Jiu actually dared to use the elixir on a person of unknown origin, which is a big taboo! We must not let him do this!" He shouted angrily, with anger flashing in his eyes. The other family heads nodded in agreement. They believed that Fu Jiuyao's behavior seriously violated the rules and must be punished.

A discussion about how to deal with Fu Jiuyao unfolded in the conference hall, and everyone put forward their opinions and suggestions.

Fu Yue had a mocking smile on his face, looking at the man in front of him with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "What do you want to do? What can you do to him? He is the Lord of Muzhou, do you have that ability?"

The man being mocked was named Fu Rong, the second-born head of the Fu family. His face was gloomy at the moment, and he stared coldly at Fu Yue, with a flash of anger in his eyes. He couldn't help but snorted coldly and said in a cold tone: "Fu Yue, you are from the same branch, but he is the eldest son who will take over as the master of Muzhou, and you are a bastard..."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yue's face instantly turned ferocious. He suddenly interrupted Fu Rong and said sternly, "Shut up!" His heart was filled with hatred for the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children, because he hated it most when others talked about the relationship between him and Fu Jiuyao in terms of legitimate and illegitimate children.

Why can Fu Jiuyao, as the eldest son, inherit the position of the Lord of Muzhou, while he can only be a concubine's son? Why can Fu Jiuyao have supreme power and status, while he can only sit quietly in a nominal position as the head of the family!

When Fu Rong heard Fu Yue's angry shout, he didn't show any fear on his face, but sneered. He knew that he had successfully angered Fu Yue, which was exactly what he wanted. Fu Rong had always been overbearing and tyrannical, and had always been dissatisfied with the status of the eldest son of Fu Jiuyao's lineage.

He knew very well the pain in Fu Yue's heart, so he would deliberately mention the matter of legitimate and illegitimate children every time to provoke Fu Yue and make him angry.