I, the prince, only want to be deposed.

Chapter 344 Follow Me to Get a Sacrifice

Liu Ju had not walked far under the guidance of Dong Zhongshu when he saw Yi Shuo who was being supported and advised by several maids.

Although Yi Shuo had wiped away the tears from her face, her eyes were still a little red and swollen.

The moment she saw Liu Ju, her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes instantly filled with tears, and she struggled to bow to Liu Ju:
"Sir, I am incompetent. Please save Ji Zhanshi!"

How could the maids dare to be careless? They always held Yi Shuo's arms tightly to prevent her from falling.

Even so, how could the maids resist Yi Shuo's extraordinary strength? They were knocked down by her in an instant.

"Stand still!"

Liu Ju immediately shouted and quickly stepped forward to support Yi Shuo.

However, the moment his hand touched Yishuo, the tears in Yishuo's eyes burst out, and his stiff body softened:
"Sir... This is all my fault. If it weren't for my meddling, Ji Zhanshi wouldn't have suffered this disaster. Please save Ji Zhanshi, otherwise I will be uneasy."

Liu Ju saw a deep sense of guilt in Yi Shuo's eyes.

He knew Yishuo. Although this elder sister looked strong and independent on weekdays, she was actually the person who hated separation and death the most. It was like this when Han Ling's biological mother passed away, and it was like this when he killed people in Hejian State.

Now that Ji Ping had indeed suffered such insults and harm while working for her, I was afraid that she had already taken the initiative to take the blame on herself, and might have started to dwell on it again.

"How can I blame you for being nosy?"

Liu Ju immediately frowned and said seriously,

"Your pregnancy is the most important thing in Bowang Garden. You are in labor, and it is Ji Ping's duty as the crown prince's secretary to run around for you. Besides, Ji Ping's misfortune is a tactic used by someone with ulterior motives to target me. What does it have to do with you?"

"Concubine..."

Yi Shuo wanted to say something else.

"Alright, I'll take care of this matter myself, you just need to rest and take care of your baby."

Liu Ju gently stroked Yi Shuo's bulging belly, and his voice became gentle.

"It's been more than nine months, right? You are a female doctor, so you should know that you could give birth at any time. What you need to do now is to go back to your room and rest, and make sure you and your child are safe. I'm back, and I'll take care of everything. Do you understand?"

"promise……"

In response to Liu Ju's gentle yet unquestionable voice, Yi Shuo finally nodded uneasily but obediently.

Seeing this, several maids were immediately relieved and quickly tried to persuade her:

"Yi Ruzi, we will take you back..."

"Go back to your room first. I'll come see you after I deal with this matter."

Liu Ju also squeezed Yi Shuo's hand and a reassuring smile appeared on his face.

"Um……"

Perhaps it was the support from Liu Ju's hands that Yi Shuo's body finally stopped being weak. She raised her arms and hugged him gently, then with the help of several maids, she walked into the deep courtyard, looking back every few steps.

But in the moment when Yi Shuo couldn't see, the smile on Liu Ju's face disappeared in an instant, and the chillness spread again.

This speed of change...

Dong Zhongshu and Guo Zhen saw this and felt inferior to him.

At the same time, they also understood that Liu Ju was not just hot-blooded and angry at the moment. He was still able to properly settle the women, which showed that under such circumstances, he still remained calm and rational enough, and all the decisions he made next should not be impulsive like a fool. ...

In the Zhanshi room.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... I am unable to personally greet Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will... forgive me..."

The moment he saw Liu Ju, Ji Ping still struggled to get up, but this struggle made him even weaker, and he exhaled much more than he inhaled.

"Hurry up and lie down, Mr. Ji, how do you feel?"

Liu Ju hurriedly stepped forward and held him down. His tone softened again, with indescribable pity in his eyes.

He felt like he was asking a stupid question.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance whether Ji Ping is in good condition or not, and there is no need to even lift the quilt to see how badly the wound on his back has deteriorated.

There is a huge difference in complexion between a healthy person and an elderly person.

At this moment, Ji Ping's face was pale and yellow, his lips were not only bloodless but also a little blue, his earlobes were also dark and dry, and even his eyes seemed to be a little wandering...

All signs indicate that Ji Ping is on his last breath.

What's more, Yi Shuo is a famous doctor who truly understands medical skills. She also knows how to extract alcohol and allicin, and can perform emergency surgery. If even she is helpless against such injuries, then Liu Ju, a pseudo-miracle doctor who can only take advantage of the knowledge of later generations, will be even more powerless to save the situation.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I should be fine... I should be fine. Just now, Yi Ruzi said that as long as I... I rest assured and recuperate, I will recover in a few days..."

Ji Ping spoke with a weak breath, and forced an ugly smile to Liu Ju. His cloudy and dry old eyes became moist.
"Now that I have seen His Highness return, I am able to report to you, and naturally I feel relieved. I feel... I feel better... much better. I... I..."

"I am still waiting... to see him with my own eyes... to hold my little... grandson in my arms..."

The next moment, Ji Ping's slightly raised neck drooped heavily, the ugly smile on his face also quietly solidified, his facial features gradually became loose, and his already wandering eyes completely lost their luster.

"Ji Zhanshi!"

"Mr. Ji!"

How could Dong Zhongshu and Guo Zhen not see that something was wrong, and they rushed forward to call out.

Liu Ju pulled away the quilt covering Ji Ping's back, and the pungent stench that had been faintly visible before immediately hit them in the face like a wall, and the hideous necrotic and gangrenous wounds appeared in front of them.

"!"

Guo Zhen subconsciously took a step back, his eyes were red and swollen, and his pupils were trembling violently.

A trace of pity flashed across Dong Zhongshu's old eyes, and he secretly turned his face away to wipe away the tears that were welling up in his eyes.

Liu Ju did not immediately perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Ji Ping as he had done before at Han's house.

He simply stretched out his hand to feel Ji Ping's breath, and then silently stroked Ji Ping's still open lifeless eyes, because he knew in his heart that with such a large area of ​​necrosis, not only could he and Yi Shuo not save him, even the more advanced medical level of later generations might be equally helpless.

Maybe, just maybe, CPR might help Ji Ping regain his breathing temporarily, but that would only prolong his pain.

"Mr. Dong, the funeral will be held in the name of the Prince's Mansion. You will be fully responsible for the funeral."

After a long silence, Liu Ju finally uttered a voice as heavy as a thunderous cloud, and walked out with big strides.

"Guo Zhen, follow me to get a sacrifice."

(End of this chapter)