"Sister, what's wrong?" Changsheng saw that Chu Ling's expression was wrong, and quickly stood up and asked.

Chu Ling held the letter in her hand pale face. Seeing that she didn't answer, Changsheng was a little anxious, and walked over and came closer and happened to see the lines of the letter. Huan Yu did not say more, but told Chu Ling straightforwardly what happened.

Jun Wuhuan fell ill and fell into a coma.

Chu Ling's lips trembled slightly, and his hand holding the letter was held by Changsheng. "Sister..." Facing Changsheng's worried look, Chu Ling forced a smile and calmed down to look at the man in black kneeling in the hall, "How many days have you left Qingzhou?" The man in black said respectfully, "Go back to the princess, five days." The few of them rushed all the way, and they didn't dare to delay after changing many horses for a while. It took a full five days to arrive at Pingjing.

Five days.

Chu Ling took a deep breath, which means that Jun Wuhuan had been in a coma for at least six days. But no one knew what was going on now. Chu Ling felt that in an instant, he felt as if someone had stabbed his heart with a fine needle. It was not heartbreaking, but it was still unbearable.

"Sister Ah Ling..."

"It's okay." Chu Ling took a deep breath, reached out and patted Changsheng and said softly, "Changsheng goes back first, help me invite Lord Shangguan and Duke Xiangguo and others to come here, okay?" Changsheng nodded and said, "Sister Aling, don't worry, there will be no problem."

Chu Ling nodded, "Yes, nothing will happen."

Of course, Jun Wuhuan won’t have any trouble! Chu Ling thought in his heart.

Shangguan Chengyi and others came very quickly, and Changsheng had obviously told them about the matter. Therefore, the faces of several people were very heavy. Regardless of Jun Wuhuan's identity and influence, it was just that in Pingjing's situation, it would be a very troublesome thing to leave. However, if the Prince Changli was really unsure of life and death, then the princess would have to get up and go to Qingzhou immediately. After all, if something really happened to Prince Changli, the army in the north would be in a headless situation.

"Everyone already knows what happened?" Chu Ling looked at everyone and said in a deep voice.

Everyone was silent, but the Duke of Xiangguo stepped forward and persuaded, "Princess, Princess Changli... I have experienced many things over the years, and I will definitely not be defeated by these trivial matters. Please be content with your heart."

Chu Ling nodded, but her smile was a little bitter, and she said, "Uncle, I know." It was because she knew that she knew more how dangerous Jun Wuhuan's situation was.

Others didn't know how to persuade Chu Ling, after all, it was useless to say anything in this situation. Although outsiders didn't know much about the time when Changli Gongzi was seriously ill, they all knew clearly, and even Mr. Yun had vaguely heard of Jun Wuhuan's judgment of Jun Wuhuan's condition. This is also one of the reasons why Shangguan Chengyi and others have never been very afraid of Jun Wuhuan.

"Princess, do you want to rush to Qingzhou immediately?" Lord Zhu asked straightforwardly.

Chu Ling asked, "Mr. Zhu thinks I shouldn't go?"

Lord Zhu was silent. Of course, he could not say that he should not go. Whether it was for the situation or for the favor of the god-blessing princess, he had to go. Even those civil servants and corrupt scholars in the court would not think that the god-blessing princess should not go. After all, for those people, the god-blessing princess is more powerful and powerful. As a wife, when her husband is seriously ill, she must let go no matter what important things are. It's just...

Lord Zhu pondered for a moment before saying, "Your Majesty just passed away, and now the court is in chaos. If the princess leaves at this time, I am afraid... the hearts of people will be unstable."

Shangguan Chengyi was also a little hesitant, "Although I can barely stabilize the situation, if someone secretly instigates me, I am afraid it is not our ability." This is not a matter of ability, but an identity. Their identities are inherently impossible to be as deterrent as the Princess of God. Although Princess of God is a woman, she is the regent princess of the prison ruler personally enthroned by the late emperor. Not to mention that Princess of God has achieved success over the years, it is enough to shut up most people.

Chu Ling said lightly, "Don't worry, sir, I will naturally handle these things before leaving. But I will trouble you to worry about the matters in the court and the future.

Everyone hurriedly bowed and replied, "What are the matters of me?"

Duke Xiangguo looked at Chu Ling and asked, "When will the princess go?" The princess's own injuries have not healed yet. It has only been a few days since she came back, and it is really uneasy to go back and forth like this.

Chu Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go in two days." She had to take two days to deal with the matters of her leaving for this period. She could not take advantage of this loophole to make trouble, otherwise her rash departure would only put the entire Apocalypse and the soldiers in the north in danger.

"yes."

Two days were not long, but Chu Ling had to do a lot of things. Not only did Emperor Yongjia’s funeral, but many things in the court would have to be re-arranged later. Even if Emperor Yongjia was not in charge, it would still be different from that. Later, Chu Ling summoned Ning Wang and his wife in person. Although no one knew what Chu Ling said to Ning Wang and his wife, he only looked at the respectful and grateful appearance of Princess Shenyou. Obviously, even after Emperor Yongjia passed away, the Ning Wang and his wife still chose to stand on the side of Princess Shenyou. They did not intend to rely on the bargaining chip of the emperor as their own grandson to try to compete with Princess Shenyou.

Late at night, Chu Ling knelt alone in front of Emperor Yongjia in Fengxian Hall.

The whole hall was quiet, and the neat footsteps of the guards patrolling occasionally came outside the hall.

Chu Ling looked at the spiritual throne with the former Emperor Yongjia, "Father, I will set off for Qingzhou tomorrow. I don't know... how is Jun Wuhuan? But... I have never asked God to worship God in my life. Now, I only ask your spirit in heaven... to bless him with peace and safety."

The rich incense smell floating in the hall makes people feel as if they are far away from the mortal world and deep in the Lingshan Temple. But what they see is cold black gold-painted spirit tablets. Chu Ling feels familiar and unfamiliar with the names on it.

"Chu Ling prays to the ancestors of Tianqi to protect Jun Wuhuan from being safe! May the day when Chu Ling returns again be the time when Tianqi restores his capital."

After saying that, Chu Ling stood up and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner in front of him. He looked up at the spiritual throne of Emperor Yongjia in front, "Father, son and minister leave."

After taking a last look at Emperor Yongjia's spiritual position, Chu Ling turned around and walked out quickly. Outside the hall, a group of young men in military uniforms stood outside silently, waiting for the woman who walked out from inside.

"Princess!"

"Set out!" Chu Ling said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!