The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 658 - 656 You Forced Me to Do All This (Second Update)

The Xuanyi Pavilion’s teachers selection was determined by the Imperial Medical Bureau Head, who needed to select physicians with good character and superior medical skills.

In addition to the Imperial Medical Bureau Head’s scrutiny, Li Xianyun also had to oversee the process.

The character of the teachers had to pass muster, otherwise the students they taught would also be negatively influenced.

Especially as physicians, if they lacked compassion and love, who knew how many patients they might harm, how many families might suffer because of them.

Besides, Li Xianyun took people with her to confirm some minor details that had been previously drafted, and then began to draft a notice.

Once the notice was posted, it attracted a lot of people.

Since its establishment, Xuanyi Pavilion had built a good reputation and over time, had gained everyone’s recognition.

Thus, when the people saw the notice, many were inclined to register.

To ensure that the notice reached more people, Li Xianyun deliberately postponed the registration date by a few days.

During these days, Xuanyi Pavilion would have someone at the entrance to register people.

After settling the affairs of Xuanyi Pavilion, Li Xianyun was requested by the Department of Equipment to resolve issues encountered in the production of overturned and barrel carts.

Once resolved, Li Xianyun returned to Khan Palace and sat in the Warm Pavilion to write a letter.

This letter was for Li Rui.

She had thought about it all night and all day today; even though her father had secretly allied with Murong Ce, which infuriated and saddened her, she found herself unable to hate him.

Not only had she suffered over these years, her father had as well.

A person oppressed for too long naturally develops a rebellious spirit.

Moreover, her reverence and affection for Li Rui allowed her to gradually accept the reality.

Now was not the time for in-fighting; they needed to unite against Murong Ce.

When Yelu Yan returned, he saw Li Xianyun engrossed in writing a letter.

He lifted his foot to approach but quickly stopped.

Yelu Yan did not know if Li Xianyun wished him to see the contents of the letter.

He greatly respected Li Xianyun.

Hearing his footsteps, Li Xianyun looked up and smiled at him, then continued writing, "My dear husband, come in. There’s something I’d like your help with."

Relieved, Yelu Yan then confidently walked in and stood behind her, "What are you writing? May I see?"

"There’s nothing you can’t see."

After reading it, Yelu Yan asked, "Xianxian, are you saying that Murong Ce will become insane in the next few days?"

Li Xianyun hummed in affirmation and continued writing, "Calculating the days, it should be within these few days."

"How did you manage to poison him?"

Li Xianyun explained, "I previously had a maid close to Murong Ce administer a slow-acting poison which is colorless and tasteless, making it very difficult to detect. This poison requires a certain trigger; the days I was captured by Murong Ce and spent with him in the carriage were sufficient for me to administer it."

Murong Ce was always cautious and vigilant; it had to be done in such a way for him to fall into the trap.

"Two drugs interacting together form an acute, incurable condition. Initially it starts with severe headaches, then progresses to damaging the brain, leading to insanity."

Li Xianyun paused for a moment then continued, "My father must have some weakness that Murong Ce holds over him, otherwise he wouldn’t collaborate with Murong Ce to send me to Later Liang. If Murong Ce becomes insane, his words would be dismissed as lunatic ravings, and none would believe him. The leverage he holds over my father would cease to be leverage, liberating my father from him."

Yelu Yan smiled as he looked at her; she had planned all along, and her sadness the day before stemmed from a betrayal by someone she held dear.

Li Xianyun finished the letter, placed it in an envelope, and handed it to Yelu Yan.

"My dear husband, could you please have someone deliver this letter to my father as soon as possible?"

"Sure."

Yelu Yan took the letter and headed outside.

Li Xianyun gazed ahead, thinking to herself, "Huanhuan, after such a long wait, your vengeance is finally at hand."

...

That night, in the Sleeping Hall of the Emperor of Later Liang.

Painful moans echoed throughout the vast, empty chamber.

Murong Ce first hammered at his head, which seemed about to split, his expression indescribably tormented.

At last, unable to endure it any longer, he swept the teapot and teacups from the desk to the floor in one motion.

The teapot shattered, and porcelain shards flew everywhere.

Seeing that Murong Ce was about to hit his head again, Bai Mengling hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

"Your Majesty, you mustn’t hurt yourself any further."

"Get away!" Murong Ce said, throwing Bai Mengling to the ground, and continued frantically pounding his head.

Bai Mengling rose from the floor, looking towards the door where the palace servants stood helpless and anxious, "Where is the Imperial Physician? Why hasn’t he arrived yet?"

"Steward Wen has gone personally; he should be here soon."

However, when the Imperial Physician arrived, he was still at a loss.

Murong Ce, his eyes red with torment, said fiercely, "Quacks, drag them out and have them beheaded!"

No sooner had he spoken than the guards took several Imperial Physicians away.

"Your Majesty, spare us! Spare us, Your Majesty!"

During this period, Murong Ce’s condition worsened. It began with headaches, then progressed to unbearable pain.

Throughout the day, there wasn’t a moment when Murong Ce wasn’t in pain, sometimes even fainting from it and having numerous nightmares.

It seemed like too many things were crammed into Murong Ce’s head, almost as if it could hold no more.

When he awoke, his head continued to hurt.

He became as irritable as a wild beast disturbed by thunder.

Only when facing Bai Mengling’s eyes, which resembled Li Xianyun’s, did he find brief moments of lucidity.

"Is there still no news from Houtang?"

"None," Yu replied.

Murong Ce sneered, "Since Li Rui wishes to deny everything, let’s spread the word about his deeds. A new Emperor, cunning and ruthless, will truly be a sight to behold."

Yu took the order, mounted a horse, and left the Imperial Palace with a group of men.

But they were ambushed just as they left the Imperial Palace.

The news of Yu’s death reached Murong Ce’s ears as he clenched his head, enduring severe pain.

A soldier knelt on the ground and reported, "Your Majesty, guard Yu was ambushed shortly after leaving the Imperial Palace by people skilled in martial arts and several who specialize in poison. None of Yu and his guards survived, all were poisoned."

The man paused, then asked, "Your Majesty, what should be done now?"

Murong Ce wanted to speak, but his severe headache hindered any arrangements.

The next day, several bodies were carried out of the Emperor of Later Liang’s bedchamber.

All had been killed by Murong Ce the night before.

Seated in a Taishi Chair, his face deathly pale, Murong Ce reflected on the events of the previous night.

Those palace attendants had not served to his satisfaction, so Murong Ce had decapitated them with a slash of his knife.

He had long learned how to kill, and now he was rediscovering the pleasure in it.

Murong Ce held his head in one hand and clenched his fist with the other, thinking to himself, "Xianxian, it is you who drove me to this state. I wanted to be a good person, to cherish lives, to love someone. But you never gave me the chance. All of this is because of you, all of it is your doing!"