The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 53: Another Rescue

Chapter 53: Another Rescue

Adjusted his expression to regain his regal demeanor, Emperor Mu nodded, saying, "Yes, go quickly."

"As you command." Nanli’s figure flashed and she left the study.

Outside, the smell of blood grew stronger.

Many of the Imperial Guards were in need of help.

In order to save more lives, Nanli formed hand seals and summoned the Heaven Thunder Talisman, causing several fierce thunderbolts to strike down and expel the ghosts from their bodies.

The Imperial Guards felt a slight numbness in their bodies.

Seeing their blood-stained hands, some became panicked and others fell to their knees, weeping.

Na li tossed the Exorcism Talisman to them and said, "If you don’t want more people to die, pull yourselves together and affix the talisman. The malevolent spirits will naturally be expelled."

Fortunately, she had prepared a sufficient number of exorcism talismans.

They would be more than enough for tonight.

The Imperial Guards, seeing her clear and resolute gaze under the moonlight, found it difficult to describe her current grace and elegance with words.

They didn’t have time to be amazed anymore.

They quickly took the yellow talismans and scattered to save people.

Given the common efforts, the task became easier.

After half an hour, the malevolent spirits within their bodies had been expelled.

Some malevolent spirits tried to escape, but Nanli smashed several talismans, forming a talismanic array that trapped them within, and then used a Ghost-capturing Pouch to subdue them.

Some of the Imperial Guards were timid and fainted at the sight of the malevolent spirits manifesting within the talismanic array.

After an hour of busy work, Nanli could no longer sense any malevolent spirits in the palace, and she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The recovered Imperial Guards counted the number of people and registered their fallen comrades and palace attendants, preparing to handle the bodies.

Nanli looked at the bloodstains and corpses on the ground, feeling sorrowfully.

Despite her hard working, many lives had been lost.

The had sent many people, but the experienced physicians were busy examining and bandaging Emperor Mu and the Crown Prince’s wounds.

On the other hand, the Imperial Guards and palace attendants were left to handle the injured, all was such a mess.

Although Nanli had expended a considerable amount of spiritual energy, her physical strength remained intact.

She quickly went over to help, stopping bleeding, setting bones, and stitching wounds, proficient in every aspect.

Some who had suffered severe knife wounds were on the verge of death, but she saved them with a pill.

"Thank you, Miss Chu." A maid tearfully expressed her gratitude, as the injured person was her own sister.

As low-ranking maids like them, there were no physicians willing to come and treat them.

Only Miss Nanli assessed the severity of their injuries and saved them.

Nanli handed a bottle of pills to the palace maid and instructed, "Feed her one pill every three hours, and she will be fine once she gets through this."

The palace maid nodded in a hurry.

Xie Beihan was also exhausted, but seeing Nanli tirelessly treating the injured, he reluctantly approached with a cup of tea to moisten her throat.

"Little Sister, I heard that your pills are quite expensive. Why don’t you charge for them?" Xie Beihan was deeply concerned.

"Saving a life is worth more than building a seven-tiered pagoda. What’s the point of counting these things now?" Nanli took a short break, drank a glass of water, and finally felt some relief in her throat.

Xie Beihan’s face immediately turned serious. "But you’ve been working tirelessly all night. Take a break, won’t you?"

"It’s fine, I’m used to it." Nanli said.

During the apocalypse, resources were scarce, and various factions frequently waged wars to seize and control them.

As a member of the Xuan Men, besides capturing ghosts and pacifying resentment, she spent most of her time treating the wounded.

She was already familiar with which injuries required urgent attention.

Ni Kun was most likely from the Qi State, trying to undermine the foundation of the Mu Country.

After finally arriving in a relatively peaceful country, she would never allow him to succeed.

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck her, and she asked, "Did you see the Second Prince just now?"

"No, he probably hid somewhere." Xie Beihan said.

She didn’t see Ye Chengbo among the bodies, so he was probably fine.

Because once the Imperial Guards regained consciousness, their first priority would be to protect their masters.

"Terrible." Nanli’s expression changed, and she used a teleportation talisman, disappearing from sight.

The people in the hall stared at each other in astonishment.

Although Xie Beihan didn’t know what happened, seeing the surprised expressions of the others, he pretended to be profound and said, "Isn’t this amazing? It was created by my little sister. No matter how much money you offer, she won’t sell it."

He had long been aware of Nanli’s rules. Ordinary talismans could be sold freely, but those with special functions were not to be given casually, let alone selling, lest they be used for evil purposes.

Inside the study.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Before the National Teacher’s passing, he had left behind a formation that enveloped the entire palace.

The trembling voice of the supervisor from the Sitian Pavilion, "After the death of National Teacher, the formation went unrepaired and gradually weakened. It was easily broken with a single strike, resulting in such a calamity."

Emperor Mu’s face darkened.

So, these people from the Sitian Pavilion knew nothing but the observation of the heavens?

What kind of useless individuals had he been nurturing?

Before he could unleash a torrent of curses, someone arrived from outside, exclaiming, "Your Majesty! Are you alright? Your humble son arrived late!"

The Second Prince, Ye Chengbo, hurriedly entered the study, with an anxious expression on his face.

Emperor Mu, concerning about his second son, uttered urgently at the first sight of him, "I am fine, and what about you? Are you injured?"

Ye Chengbo shook his head and approached, saying, "I’m fine."

Emperor Mu didn’t believe it and moved closer to inspect.

At that moment, a hint of surprise flashed in Ye Chengbo’s eyes, and a glint of cold light appeared in his extended hand.

It was a dagger!

Everyone exclaimed, but they were several steps away from Emperor Mu.

In the nick of time, a figure suddenly appeared behind Emperor Mu, pulling him back while simultaneously turning to face the danger. With a swift hand chop, they aimed at Ye Chengbo’s right hand!

Ye Chengbo could only retreat with the hand holding the dagger.

The Imperial Guards had already surrounded them, ready to take action.

Nanli noticed the talisman on Ye Chengbo’s forehead and shouted, "He’s under the influence of a talisman. There’s no need to act."

Ye Chengbo snorted coldly, still under someone’s control, trying to harm Emperor Mu again.

Nanli formed hand seals with both hands and pointed her fingers at his forehead.

A gust of wind swept by, instantly dispelling the puppet talisman on Ye Chengbo’s forehead.

His eyes regained clarity, but having been under the influence of the puppet talisman, his body was weak and feeble, collapsing to the ground.

The dagger also made a clanging sound as it fell to the side.

"Father... Your humble son, your humble son..." Ye Chengbo regained his senses, feeling somewhat panicked.

This attack had happened in an instant, causing Emperor Mu to break out in a cold sweat.

He knew his son had only been affected by a talisman and didn’t get angry or blame him.

However, after several close calls, he no longer dared to be careless.

He first asked Nanli, "Nanli, is he alright?"

"No problem." Nanli approached and took a closer look.

"The person used their own blood to draw the talisman. They are a formidable expert, which is why they could ignore the exorcism objects in the hall. Second Prince, are you able to see the person’s face clearly?"

Cold sweat broke out on Ye Chengbo’s forehead, and he replied, still in shock, "No, I only saw them in a black robe. I lost consciousness before I could see their face."