The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 222

“My stomach, it hurts so much!”

The immense pain from the hemorrhage turned the Empress’s face pale, a stark contrast to her usual composure on the battlefield.

Large beads of sweat fell rapidly.

She hunched over, clutching her stomach.

The Chief Physician immediately called to the maidservants outside, “Quick, bring in the hemostatic medicine.”

They had made full preparations for the Empress’s childbirth.

But the Thousand Mechanism Poison, no matter how prepared they were…

Just as the maidservant brought in the hemostatic medicine, the Emperor got up to receive it.

He wanted to personally feed the Empress.

However, as soon as the Emperor stood up, he felt a wave of dizziness. Then, he opened his mouth and vomited a stream of black blood.

The black blood had a nauseating stench.

As it hit the floor, milky white worms wriggled in the blood.

The Chief Physicians were horrified.

The Thousand Mechanism Poison—once activated, it could affect anyone in contact with the poisoned person.

Looking at the Emperor vomiting blood, the Chief Physicians were alarmed.

At that moment, the sound of clashing weapons echoed from outside.

The clangs were unsettling.

The Emperor, clutching his chest, demanded, “What’s going on outside?”

The Chief Eunuch, covered in blood, stumbled in, “Your Majesty, it’s terrible! The Thirteenth Prince has brought troops and forced his way in!”

“What?”

The Emperor was stunned as if struck by lightning.

The Thirteenth Prince? His own younger brother?

The Chief Eunuch, heavily injured with multiple arrow wounds, continued, “Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Prince stormed in with cavalry. The Imperial Guards couldn’t stop them. This morning, there was an incident in the western hills, and the Commandant and General Zhou took their men there. The palace defenses are empty.”

At this moment, the door of the Empress’s bedchamber was kicked open.

The Thirteenth Prince, clad in battle armor and exuding a murderous aura, charged in.

The Consort, struggling to accept the reality, faced him, “Thirteen?”

This was his own brother!

His blood brother!

The Thirteenth Prince glanced at the Emperor blood, then at the pale, pain-stricken Empress, and laughed coldly.

“Brother, thirty years of fortune and misfortune. You’ve sat on this throne for years. Now the court is stable, the people are at peace, and the borders are secure. This throne, Brother, you’ve kept warm for me. I won’t be polite now.”

“You… you…”

Overcome with rage, the Emperor tried to point at the Thirteenth Prince.

But the poison was too strong. He lacked the strength to lift his hand. As he opened his mouth, another stream of blood gushed out.

Dizzy and weak, he collapsed to the ground.

The Thirteenth Prince sneered at him, “Brother, you look like a pitiful dog now.”

On the bed, the Empress, using her last ounce of strength, endured the immense pain and narrowed her eyes at the Thirteenth Prince.

She clenched the quilt tightly, veins bulging on her hands.

As her gaze fell upon the Thirteenth Prince, his battle armor suddenly shattered into pieces. His sword, out of control, unsheathed itself and aimed at his neck.

The Thirteenth Prince was terrified.

Impossible!

The Empress was poisoned. How could she still use her powers?

Years ago, he had poisoned the Empress with the Thousand Mechanism Poison.

He had even found the so-called antidote for her to take.

Everyone believed it was an antidote, but only he knew it merely suppressed the poison within her.

The Thousand Mechanism Poison was known to involve thousands of mechanisms, but no one knew how.

Once a person poisoned by it engaged in intimacy, the poison would activate during childbirth.

The Empress’s labor triggered the poison, which transferred to the baby.

As for the Emperor and the Empress, they would suffer the agony of being devoured by thousands of insects until death.

The Empress was hemorrhaging heavily. How could she still use her powers?

In that moment of the Thirteenth Prince’s sword turning against him, no one noticed a young eunuch holding the newborn Princess, escaping through the back door.

He ran desperately.

The air was filled with the stench of blood.

He didn’t know if it was his own blood or the blood of the dead around him.

He couldn’t stop, using all his strength to run.

Luckily, there was a rock garden outside the Empress’s bedchamber. Beneath it was a secret passage leading to General Zhou’s mansion.

The young eunuch, clutching the Princess, ran frantically.

He thought, as long as he reached General Zhou’s mansion quickly, the Empress and the Emperor could be saved.

He ran and ran.

Blood continuously dripped from his mouth.

He knew it was because he was running too fast, straining his body.

But he couldn’t stop. He had to keep running.

Finally.

Reaching the end of the secret passage, the young eunuch, holding the child, activated a mechanism.

The passage’s exit was behind a screen wall inside General Zhou’s mansion gate.

The mechanism triggered, the passage opened. As the young eunuch was about to step out with the child, the sounds of brutal fighting greeted him.

The sudden sight of the massacre outside stunned him.

Countless black-clad soldiers, wielding large blades, slaughtered everyone in General Zhou’s mansion, regardless of age or gender.

The ground was soaked in blood.

It flowed like a river.

Terrified, the young eunuch quickly shut the passage.

He sat trembling at the entrance, holding the baby, listening to the noises outside until they ceased.

He then reactivated the mechanism.

Outside, there were no survivors.

The ground was covered in corpses.

The dead lay with faces twisted in agony, eyes open.

The baby in his arms seemed to understand, not crying but looking around with wide eyes.

The young eunuch gently covered the baby’s eyes and placed her in a basket.

Finding a relatively clean servant’s outfit in the mansion, the young eunuch quickly changed and quietly left with the child.

The palace lights were bright in the distance.

The cavalry had already charged out.

The Thirteenth Prince must have realized the Princess was missing and sent men to find her.

What to do, what to do!

The young eunuch was nearly in tears.

But now was not the time for tears.

The baby he held was the only bloodline of the Empress.

The Empress had saved his life. He had to ensure the child lived well.

Wiping away his tears, the young eunuch disappeared into the night with the baby.

In front of a wooden door, the young eunuch knocked gently.

“Han Bo, Han Bo.”

After three to five knocks, the door creaked open.

Han Bo peeked out, “Song Dezhong? Why are you—”

Before Han Bo could finish, Song Dezhong slipped inside.

“Let’s talk inside!”

Song Dezhong glanced around outside, then quickly closed the door.

Leading him inside, Han Bo asked, “What happened? Whose child is this? Why are you dressed like this? Where is the Empress? Why are you out of the palace at this time?”