Chapter 1842: The Power of the Purple Shirt Marquis

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"Eastern Sakura?"

Jiang Tian suddenly felt that this name was a bit familiar.

In the previous life, when I lived in Shengyuan Continent, I had seen a lot of historical materials and medical skills. Dongfang Ying was recorded in many history books and medical books.

Dongfang Ying did die in the end.

The Eastern Royal Family did cut off many of Zhenyuan Hou's territories, and also severely punished Lin Dai'er.

But in fact, Dongfang Ying's strange disease was not caused by Lin Daier's slap.

Rather, because of her special constitution, she is an extremely rare nine-yin body. Her constitution is cold, her Dantian is empty, her meridians are weak, and she is suffering from severe malaria.

Of course, these explanations came from the inferences given by the powerful Immortal Sect in the Central Galaxy many years later based on the symptoms, and even gave many treatment and cultivation plans.

However, with the current level of healing and alchemy in Shengyuan Continent, even those Alchemy Gods at the level of God Transformation are still unable to solve the problem.

After recalling the treatment plan in his mind, Jiang Tian glanced at the main hall and said:

"Let's go and see!"

He didn't have a good impression of Lin Daier, but in the previous life, both Lin Yang and Lin Hanqing, and even the ancestors of the Lin family, had taken care of and helped Jiang Tian a lot. In the end, because his family was ruined, for their sakes, Jiang Tian naturally Will not ignore it.

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Around the majestic hall, there are many armored soldiers, filling the entire sky, arrayed in formations, and full of murderous intent. The atmosphere is heavy and forbidding, making people feel extremely depressing.

Zhang Linfeng and Zhang Muyun led a group of guardians, as well as monks from the Lin family, and had a wary confrontation with a group of monks from Jianghan City and Bibo City.

But if you look closely, you will find that the monks in Jiang and Han cities have the upper hand.

Most of them are peak Nascent Souls, and their number is three times that of the Lin family. There are even three half-step gods sitting in charge. They all have arrogant faces, looking at themselves, chatting and laughing, talking about people, pointing out the country, as if they are in a deserted land. His gaze was even higher, as if he was looking down at a group of ants.

As for the Lin family, there were only Zhang Linfeng, a half-step god, and Zhang Muyun, a peak Nascent Soul. The rest were almost all ordinary Nascent Souls, and their grades and levels were lower. They were all so nervous that they were sweating with cold hands, holding weapons and magic weapons. His hands were trembling slightly, his eyes were shrinking and fearful, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"What's going on? Why are so many people suddenly here?"

"Yes, I heard that the second prince is here!"

"It must be a big deal! What should we do? Will we fight or flee?"

"Run... We can work hard, but we can't work hard!"

Many of the Lin family's guardians and worshipers, and their spiritual consciousness transmitted messages, all of them were inexplicable, and they were very frightened and uneasy.

In the main hall, Prince Dongfang Li sat in the middle, with a group of people standing behind him.

Including several princes such as Zishanhou and Shanshuihou and several close ministers, there were only seven or eight people in total.

In addition, his sister, Princess Dongfangying, also came.

This woman has a delicate appearance, a graceful figure, a timid and sickly appearance, panting and dripping with sweat, and her skin is fair and translucent, a bit sickly.

If a person from Earth were here, they would definitely feel that she has a very similar temperament to Sister Lin in "Dream of Red Mansions".

"Lin Hanqing, your daughter is so arrogant and domineering. She even dares to hurt Princess Ying. Now the Royal Medical Hall has seen it. Princess Ying only has three years to live and her life is precarious. This woman has evil intentions and clearly wants to kill someone. She is so contemptuous. Royal family! If we don’t punish you severely, where is the majesty of the royal family?”

The Marquis of Purple Shirt was tall, wearing purple gold armor, with a majestic appearance, and his momentum was like a dragon or a tiger. He looked angry, pointed at Lin Daier who was kneeling at the foot of the stairs, and shouted loudly.

He was a dignified god-transformer, and he was a holy-grade god-transformer. He was at his peak state, only a thin line away from being a semi-saint. The invisible pressure radiated out, making everyone terrified and out of their minds.

Hearing this, Lin Dai'er turned pale with fright, cried uncontrollably, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Hou, when I was competing that day, I was very careful and restrained my true energy. How could I seriously hurt the princess? I always treated Sister Ying As a good sister, how could you be willing to hurt her and kill her?"

Shanshui Hou is the lord of Bibo City and Li Liudao's father. He roared loudly: "Devil, you still dare to quibble! I see that you have no repentance and ignore the Eastern Royal Family. Your heart is to be punished. I will punish you." It seems that even a hundred heavy rods are not enough, so let’s just kill him with the rod to correct the law!”

As soon as this word came out.

Lin Daier was so frightened that she almost breathed her last. Her speech was incoherent, and only the sound of crying was left.

"My daughter was indeed too harsh at the beginning. Xiao Hou was also deeply frightened and quickly ordered his family to collect nourishing elixirs and present them to him. Don't worry, the Second Prince, and the Purple Dress Marquis. He will definitely seek help from famous doctors and elixirs to cure Ying Ying. Princess!"

Lin Hanqing hurriedly bowed and clasped his fists, hiding the anger in his eyes by lowering his head.

He knew that Dongfang Ying had suffered from this strange disease for a long time, and it had broken out several times before. This time, it was just a coincidence and had nothing to do with his daughter.

In fact, the second prince Dongfang Li also knew this and had informed him in advance.

This time, Zishanhou used the emperor to control the princes, hoping to weaken the power of Zhenyuanhou.

However, the Eastern Royal Family is also helpless, because the Purple Shan Hou has the support of many holy places and divine sects on the Shengyuan Continent. His connections are extremely terrifying, and he has so many strong men under his command. The situation has become overwhelming, and even Nan and Bo Fang Jinlong may not be able to suppress it. .

Therefore, he asked Zhenyuan Hou to take into account the overall situation and not to resist.

If we forcefully suppress it now, it may cause the Purple Shirt Marquis to explode prematurely, start a civil war, and cause turmoil.

In a nutshell, the Eastern Royal Family and the various princes are not yet ready to suppress the Purple Shirt Marquis.

Moreover, everyone further judged that the Purple Shirt Marquis may not be the biggest trump card in this rebellious force. There are even bigger backers and black hands behind it. There may be supporters in the royal family or the princes.

Therefore, at this time, the Eastern Royal Family must not take action.

"Cure? Master Hu Dan from the Imperial Medical Hall said that the princess was seriously injured, and the evil spirit invaded her meridians and dantian, so she can't be cured at all!"

Marquis Shanshui shouted:

"Don't bother me! This marquis has discussed with His Royal Highness the Second Prince to cede 10,000 miles of Xianzhi Forest to the royal family, and I and Marquis Zishan will temporarily manage it. Your daughter deceived the emperor and was beaten 100 times. Whether she can survive depends on her luck!"

Hearing this, Lin Hanqing's face turned pale, his body trembled slightly, and he said: "Second Prince, are you serious?"

The second prince Dongfang Li pinched the armrest of the chair, his knuckles turned slightly white, and he smiled with difficulty: "Marquis Zhenyuan, for the overall situation, you agree!"

"The 10,000-mile fiefdom is half of my ancestral fiefdom! Second Prince, do you really allow it to be taken away?"

Lin Hanqing's eyes flashed with cold light, suppressing the anger that was bursting out.

Your royal family has a plan and a plan, it's okay.

But why should my family and my daughter make such a huge sacrifice? The key is to bear the stigma of being disloyal and unjust.

Sometimes, he even wants to rebel.

The royal family is poor and weak, and even basic fairness and morality cannot be maintained. What is the meaning of the existence of this royal family?

What the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, it's all clichés, bullshit.

Think about it, several generations of the Lin family have fought for the Eastern royal family, defended the territory, and several generations of blood and military exploits, but in the end, my daughter is going to be beaten to death for no reason?

The king is unkind, and the minister is unjust. At worst, we can rebel!