At this moment, Wang Chong could see and hear nothing in the depths of his mind, only endless ice and fire, and a dark and icy ocean.
… You won't lose!
No matter what, never admit defeat!
… …
As Wang Chong was sinking into the ice and fire, a gentle voice resounded in his mind again and again. It was like he had discovered land in the middle of a dark ocean, and Wang Chong's mind suddenly calmed down.
"Qiqin!"
Wang Chong spat out these two words, and then he knew nothing else.
… …
After what seemed like only one battle, but also like countless eons, Wang Chong finally awoke from the darkness with a light cough.
"Chong-er, you're finally awake!"
As Wang Chong slowly opened his eyes, Wang Chong's mother hugged Wang Chong, tears finally streaming down her face.
"Mother! Big Uncle! "
As Wang Chong looked at the two familiar voices, a surge of warmth flowed through his heart.
"Chong-er, you're finally awake!"
Wang Chong's big uncle, Wang Gen, also spoke. He walked to the bed and helped Wang Chong up, his eyes brimming with concern.
Wang Chong sat up and scanned the room. He saw several familiar figures. Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi, Zhang Que, and the others were all in the room. They were all looking at Wang Chong with joy, concern, and even more unease and guilt.
"Milord, you're finally awake!"
Wang Chong's complexion was still very poor, and his body seemed rather weak, but he had finally awoken from his coma. This was undoubtedly the best news they had heard in a while, and everyone rejoiced.
"You've all come."
Wang Chong nodded at the crowd.
"Your Highness, my apologies!"
When they saw how weak Wang Chong looked, they felt guilty.
"If it weren't for us, this wouldn't have happened!"
"Heh, what does it have to do with you? It's just me from the beginning."
Wang Chong shook his head, but his expression was unexpectedly calm.
But when they saw Wang Chong's calm expression, whether it was Wang Chong's mother, Big Uncle Wang Gen, Xu Keyi, Su Shixuan, Xue Qianjun, or the others, they only grew more and more worried. Wang Chong's performance was too calm. This was not what everyone had imagined him to be.
However, Wang Chong did not give them a chance to ask.
"Mother, during the time I was unconscious, did anyone come by?"
"The King of Song, Lord Zhangchou, Elder Ye, and Elder Zhao are all here."
Wang Chong's mother said, a faint smile on her lips.
Wang Chong was taken aback, but he quickly regained his composure. He looked at his mother and smiled.
"Mother, I know what you're worried about. Relax, I'm fine."
Boom!
As they were speaking, another wave of raucous voices came from outside the Wang Family Residence. Everyone in the room tensed at these voices, but Wang Chong only blinked, his expression unchanged.
"Cough cough, Chong-er, you've only just woken up and your body is still very weak. You should rest for now. Sister-in-law, let's go out and let Chong-er have some time to calm down. "
Wang Gen lightly coughed as he spoke to Wang Chong's mother. As he spoke, he shot a meaningful glance at Xu Keyi and Su Shixuan.
Wang Chong had been in a coma and had been depressed. If Wang Chong were to hear the protests of the crowd outside, who knew what would happen?
"Your Highness, then we'll take our leave!"
Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi, and the others were alarmed and uneasy as they hurried out.
"Mm!"
Wang Chong only gave a slight nod, saying nothing.
In the blink of an eye, the people in the room had all left. Very quickly, in just a moment, the bustling voices outside quickly quieted down.
In the room, Wang Chong sat in a daze on his bed. After some time, Wang Chong moved to the edge of the bed and finally stood up.
Outside the window, dark clouds had gathered and the sky was dark.
Wang Chong stared at the sky in a daze, not moving for a long time.
But not even Wang Chong noticed that in the distance, a pair of eyes was peering through the window of the Wang Family Residence, silently watching him from the roof of a roof.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, that voice shrank down from the roof and vanished in a few blinks.
After passing through many streets and winding back and forth until he confirmed that he was not being followed, the black-clothed figure arrived in front of a magnificent and luxurious estate. With a flash, he leapt over the wall and entered through an unremarkable back door.
Walking along a dark passageway, he entered the main hall. It was completely dark, and there was already a figure standing sideways, waiting silently. The hall was so dark that it was impossible to make out the figure's appearance, but one could faintly make out his clothes.
This figure was dressed in casual clothes and wore a hood. Just by standing there, he exuded the aura of boundless authority. It was clear that he possessed an extraordinary status.
"Milord, I just investigated. That boy from the Wang Clan finally woke up a moment ago!"
The black-clothed figure kneeled on the ground and respectfully reported.
Buzz!
The black-clothed figure's voice had barely faded when the atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed, becoming tense and brimming with danger.
"That boy still hasn't died?"
In the darkness, the figure with the hood narrowed his eyes, his voice suffused with thick killing intent.
"But I noticed that although he has woken up, he seems to be recovering from a serious illness, and his complexion isn't very good. In addition, we tested the imperial physician who treated him, and that physician said that the Stellar Energy in his body is in chaos, and that there are more than one hundred different kinds of Stellar Energy, which could explode at any moment. "
The kneeling black-clothed man said.
"Oh?"
Hearing the black-clothed man's words, the man's expression changed slightly. He seemed to feel much better.
"More than one hundred kinds? Good! Help me inform those people that it's time for them to move! "
The man's voice was as cold as ice, and his aura was as sharp as a sword.
"Boy, you truly have a tough life. At such a young age, you've already become the King of Foreign Lands and thrown the entire world into chaos. Even Master Zhu has been forced out by you. Given enough time, you'll be doomed. Since you don't know what's good for you, I can only send you on your way!"
The voice was so sinister that even the kneeling black-clothed man couldn't help but shiver.
However, it only took a moment for the figure with the condor's head to disappear from the hall. The black-robed man also disappeared without a trace.
… …
The gate of the Wang Clan was tightly shut. Ever since Wang Chong had been stripped of his position and denounced by Master Zhu, all the civil and military officials of the Imperial Court had taken a detour, staying far away from the Wang Clan. Outside the Wang Clan Residence, crowds of people were marching. Even though Su Shixuan and the others had tried to use the City Guard to prevent Wang Chong from knowing, they were still unable to completely stop them.
Within the residence, Wang Chong seemed to have forgotten everything, living a peaceful life. The matters of the Imperial Court, the border, and the Confucian Sect had all been put aside by him. In the residence, Wang Chong ate, drank tea, and slept in an extremely regular manner. He even talked and laughed with his servants. Everything seemed normal.
Moreover, Wang Chong never discussed any matters related to the Imperial Court. But when everyone saw this, they only grew more and more worried.
"Doctor, just how is my son?"
In another room of the Wang Clan Residence, Wang Chong's mother, big uncle, Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi, and the others were all present, a hint of worry in their eyes.
"Haaa! His Highness looked normal, and his pulse seemed to be stable, but if this matter was not resolved, he would never be able to recover. Given the state of Stellar Energy in His Highness's body, he will probably be in even more danger! "
The gray-bearded imperial physician sighed.
Experts were as common as clouds in the Imperial Palace, and imperial physicians not only had to treat ordinary palace maids, concubines, and imperial concubines, but also princes, Guardians, Imperial Guards, and Imperial Princes of the Tang dynasty. In terms of understanding of the martial path, these imperial physicians had extraordinary attainments.
Everyone in the room deeply furrowed their brows at the imperial physician's words, a deep worry on their faces. The conflict between militarists and Confucians had far-reaching implications, and none of them had a good solution.
For a moment, everyone fell silent.
… …
While everyone in the room was filled with worry, in the distant study, Wang Chong was dressed in casual clothes, a belt casually tied on the back of his head, giving him a casual and natural appearance.
A piece of rice paper was spread out in front of him, and Wang Chong was holding a brush, casually writing on the paper.
His expression was calm and at ease, seemingly unaffected by the outside world.
"Like spring, calm and tranquil, the sky above and below, a vast expanse of jade; seagulls soar, golden scales swim …"
This was a Wing Chun poem, and Wang Chong had forgotten where he had seen it from. All he knew was that he would write whatever came to mind.
Perhaps it was because he had experienced so many things, but Wang Chong's heart had slowly settled. His writing was no longer as clumsy and childish as when he had first Consort Tai Zhen's incident. Instead, it had an air of weathered hardships, grand, steady, and dignified. Each stroke was as sharp as an axe.
While imprisoned in the estate, Wang Chong used this kind of calligraphy every day to pass the time and ease his mind.
"On the shore, Ting Lan, Yu Qing Qing. But when the long smoke cleared the sky, the bright moon stretched a thousand miles, the floating light leaped over gold, the quiet shadow sank into jade … "
As Wang Chong continued writing, he seemed to be completely immersed in his calligraphy.
"… Worry about advancing, worry about retreating. But when should I be happy? As the saying goes, worry about the worries of the world first, and rejoice in the joys of the world later! "
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