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Chapter 184 Zhao Yuanshen is exhausted

Even though the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang had posed no threat to Zhao Yuanshen and there was no need for Song Qingwan to take action again, Murong You still tried to find her.

Song Qingwan was not at all surprised to see Murong You suddenly appear in front of her. She knew that with Zhao Yuanshen's ability, it would not be difficult for him to find her whereabouts.

"I wonder why Miss Murong came to see me today?"

"I want to ask you how to cure Zhao Yuanshen's poison?"

"What, you regret it?"

"No, but I want you to find a way to reduce the toxins in his body. After all, it is causing too much harm to his body."

"Miss Murong, there is no such thing as having the best of both worlds in this world. You want Zhao Yuanshen to listen to you but don't want to hurt him at the same time. This is impossible."

"You mean there's no way, right?"

"Yes, once you start using this kind of stuff, you can't quit it. I warned you at the beginning, but you insisted on using it."

"How long can he live?"

It was only in the last two days that Murong You discovered that Zhao Yuanshen had suddenly become unusually thin, his mental state had become worse and worse, and he even showed signs of being unable to control his bowel movements and urine.

Now they couldn't even show affection in bed. Murong looked at Zhao Yuanshen like this, and the fire of love she had for him in her heart was suddenly extinguished.

After all, Murong You is still young, so naturally she can't fall in love with such an old man who can't even hold back his shit and piss.

Song Qingwan put down the pen in her hand, calculated carefully with her fingers, and then reported a time.

"Three months. Zhao Yuanshen has about three months left to live."

"Song Qingwan, did you plan this from the beginning? Do you want to use me to deal with Zhao Yuanshen?"

"Miss Murong, why do you have to put all the responsibility on me? If you weren't greedy, I wouldn't be able to take advantage of you, right?"

Murong You bit her lip lightly. She had to admit that Song Qingwan was right. If she didn't want Zhao Yuanshen to love only her, the current situation would not have happened.

After Murong You left, Yan Yu came out from the inner room. He asked Song Qingwan what she had done to Zhao Yuanshen.

Song Qingwan smiled mysteriously and said in a low voice.

"Of course, I gave him drugs that would make him extremely happy."

Wouldn't it be the utmost happiness to use poppy every day?

When the drug addiction strikes, it is extremely painful, as if the whole body is bitten by thousands of ants. But as long as you use poppy, you will feel comfortable all over, as if you have reached paradise. This is how your vitality is slowly consumed.

Sure enough, half a month later, Zhao Yuanshen finally fell into a coma, and no matter how much poppy Murong You used, he could not bring him back to consciousness.

Murong You came to Song Qingwan again and asked him if he had any solution? Song Qingwan shook her head regretfully.

"The high priest has already exhausted his energy, even the gods can't help. Miss Murong should just accept my condolences."

At this moment, Murong You's face seemed unusually calm.

Perhaps she had already anticipated the consequences of today, and Zhao Yuanshen's current appearance did not seem enough to make her sad anymore.

After seeing Murong You off, Song Qingwan slowly stood up and touched her belly.

Now she is five months pregnant, her body is a little clumsy, and her pregnant belly can't be hidden at all.

Chunya quickly supported her and muttered softly.

"It's already this late, and I don't know how to be careful. What should I do if I get hurt?"

"Yes, yes, sister Chunya is not very old, but she acts like a housekeeper. Your husband will have a hard time when you marry into her family."

Song Qingwan's joking words made Chunya blush immediately. She quickly glanced at Yan Yu and ran into the house.

Yan Yu, who was standing aside, kept his eyes fixed on the sword in his hand and did not notice Chunya's actions at all.

Song Qingwan shook her head helplessly. It was true that the flower had feelings but the water was merciless.

"let's go."

"Where to?"

"We should follow the Pei family to Ghost Island to meet the Imperial Concubine."

After Song Qingwan finished speaking, she stood up and walked out. Although Yan Yu didn't quite understand what she said, he still quickly followed her.

That’s right, Song Qingwan has already guessed that Concubine Rou is the real master of this ghost island.

After a series of events, she had long realized that Zhao Yuanshen and the emperor did not have the ability to completely control Ghost Island.

As for the Saint Murong You, she is just a love-brained person, so the only one left is the usually mysterious Concubine Rou.

Song Qingwan came to the Pei family and explained her purpose to Mr. Pei, and Mr. Pei nodded in agreement.

Now that Zhao Yuanshen and the emperor are no longer a threat in the court, it is time to eradicate this ghost island.

Pei Ziling has not fully recovered yet, so he can't go with them.

Pei Zijun, who had been to Ghost Island before, naturally became the best choice.

Just as a group of people were getting ready to go, Pei Ziye arrived at the riverside on a fast horse.

He dismounted, ran quickly to his father, and knelt down on one knee.

"Father, please let your son go to the island with my second brother."

Before Mr. Pei could say anything, Pei Zijun rushed over, pulled his brother up, and spoke to him seriously.

"Yer, go back and don't make trouble! This island is extremely dangerous. If something happens, I'm afraid that my second brother won't be able to protect you."

"Second brother! My eldest brother is injured like this now, and my third brother died on the battlefield. If I don't go with you and something happens to you again, what will happen to father and eldest sister?"

Pei Zijun looked at his brother with an anxious face and tears in his eyes, and his heart ached and he lowered his head.

Their Pei family suffered heavy casualties in the battle against Jiangshan in southern Xinjiang. Of the four brothers, only he and his younger brother are safe.

Old Master Pei looked at his sensible son with a look of relief, and he patted Pei Ziye on the shoulder.

"Yer has grown up and become a man of great ability. His father is very pleased."

"Father! Please let me go with my second brother, so that we two brothers can have someone to take care of us!"

"Okay, I promise you, you two must come back safely."

Pei Zijun and Pei Ziye both knelt in front of their father and spoke in a firm tone.

"Yes!"

Song Qingwan was moved by the father-son affection between the Pei family. She was born in the Song family, and her father Song Chengfeng had never had any real love for her brothers and sisters.

They have always put their own interests first, but now some of them are dead or disabled. Compared with the loving father and son in the family, it is really sad.

Everything was ready, and Pei Zijun sent a few small boats over.

He first let Song Qingwan and Yan Yu get on the small boat, and then he and Pei Ziye got on the following boats.

The boat was moving slowly in the river, and Yan Yu looked at Song Qingwan with some concern.

"Can you do it? There are so many poisonous snakes and assassins on this island. What if you, a pregnant woman, get hurt?"

"Don't worry about me. I have ways to protect myself. You just need to protect yourself."

"But…"

"I would like to remind you that if you encounter a poisonous snake, you must not fight it head-on.

Snakes are social animals. If you hurt one of their companions, a large number of venomous snakes may attack you from behind. "