Chapter 595 - The Innocent Crown Prince
Liu Rushuang could see that something was not right from Liu Rushuang's expression, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong, Mother?"
Coming to her senses then, Liu Rushuang quickly entered the study, avoiding the bloodstains to reach Elder Meng. She flinched when she found the pool of blood on his chest, and reached out with a trembling hand to feel if the old man was breathing.
He wasn't.
"Mother, why is there so much blood on the floor?" Longyuan could not help asking, having noticed the bloodstains on the floor then and was left dumbstruck as well.
"What is that you're holding, Yuan'er?" Liu Rushuang asked, quivering at the sight of the stick dripping with blood.
"Eh?"
Longyuan was clearly shocked, and he looked down to see that he really was holding that small stick, which Elder Meng had struck him with.
"Qiu Yue, ask for his majesty to come! Now!"
Liu Rushuang knew that Longyuan wouldn't be able to say anything when she saw his shock, and so quickly sent someone to find Han Moze to help Elder Meng.
"Yes, Your Highness." Qiu Yue replied after a single look at Liu Rushuang's scowl, and quickly headed to the Dark Moon palace.
"Chun Yue, get Little White Flower!"
"Yes, your highness."
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Soon, Han Moze led his people and rushed to the scene, and he flinched slightly as well when he saw the state of the study.
He quickly went up to crouch beside Elder Meng to check on him, and could not help stiffen when he saw that he was not breathing.
He immediately tore his tunic off his chest, and found a small hole at his heart where blood was still streaming from.
Both of the guardsmen who watched the door were already kneeling then.
Han Moze coldly asked them, "Did anyone enter the study last night?"
Both guardsmen shook their heads. "No, Your Majesty. No one entered the study last night—only the crown prince and Elder Meng were inside."
Han Moze flinched again when he saw the bloodstained stick Longyuan was holding.
Taking a deep breath to hold back the complex emotions storming in his heart, he struck several acupoints in front of the old man's chest.
Then, his fingers twitched, and thin threads of lightning bolts appeared in the center of the palm.
He pressed his palm on the old man's chest then, and his chest began to move.
Soon, he puked out a mouthful of black blood.
That was when Little White Flower arrived. Finding Liu Rushuang standing stiffly, she asked curiously, "What happened, Big Sis?"
"Little White Flower, pass some of your Spirit Qi to this old man." Han Moze instructed quietly.
"Y-Yes, your Majesty."
Afraid to stall for even a moment, Little White Flower quickly dropped to a crouch, and reached out to pass her Spirit Qi to the old man.
Soon, blood returned to Elder Meng's face, and the wound over his chest also slowly closed itself.
An hour later, he slowly opened his eyes, and promptly kowtowed when he saw Han Moze.
"At ease."
There was a dark look on Han Moze's face. Pausing, he then asked, "Elder Meng, could you tell me who stabbed you last night?"
Elder Meng reached out to touch his chest then, and his gaze twitched when he realized that he was healed. Then, he remembered what happened last night, and promptly responded reverently, "Your Majesty, I suddenly felt something stabbing my chest when I was sleeping last night. I fainted even before I could open my eyes to see my assailant."
Han Moze stood up then and came to Longyuan, grabbing him by his collar and picked him up to his own height, seething, "Speak! Did you attempt to kill Elder Meng yesterday?!"