Rebirth: So what if my husband is a little crazy? He loves me.

Chapter 239 Battle at the Ruined Temple

Although the two maids weren't very bright, they realized what was going on after being reminded like this, and immediately flew towards Chen Tianming.

Chen Tianming was already on his last breath when his throat was easily slit.

The dozen or so men from the branch were still fighting, but when they saw Chen Tianming die, they scattered like birds and beasts.

"Kill." The holy son gave the low command, and then flew forward, finishing off those who couldn't react in time.

The Taoist temple, which had just been filled with screams and sounds of fighting, suddenly fell silent. The courtyard was piled high with corpses, and the boy standing in the middle of them slowly collapsed.

The two maids collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted, while the other man knelt on the ground, barely able to support them.

Shen Li emerged from the light and shadow in the main hall, her nose filled with the stench of blood. She walked straight toward the fallen boy.

"You corrupt official? What are you doing?" the maid named Chaoyang shouted angrily. "If you dare to lay a hand on my master, I will haunt you even as a ghost."

"If I hadn't reminded him, he would probably be a ghost by now." Shen Li had originally intended to go forward, but seeing the corpses lying in front of her, she struggled with her thoughts and ultimately didn't touch them.

She thought it was dirty.

"Quickly check if your master is still breathing. Also, we can't stay here any longer. With such a commotion, the soldiers will be here soon," Shen Li said to the only man who hadn't fallen.

After catching his breath, the man crawled over, lifted the mask, and used his hand to check the boy's breath.

Shen Li saw that face, and it truly deserved the title of handsome. Unlike the ruggedness of ordinary men, his facial features were delicate but not effeminate; he possessed both handsomeness and beauty.

He looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, but Shen Li thought he looked younger than his actual age, probably eighteen or nineteen.

"The Holy Son is alright." After looking at him, the man took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill, and put it into his mouth.

The medicine was then given to Chaoyang and Mingyue's two maids. After taking the medicine, they regained some strength and helped the holy son, who had put his mask back on, walk outside.

The man was a little more cautious; before leaving, he didn't forget to set fire to the Taoist temple to minimize the traces left behind.

Shen Li didn't care what he did. She went back to get her blanket and clothes, carried them on her back, and followed them up the mountain.

The area down the mountain will inevitably be searched by soldiers in the future. The only place with a glimmer of hope is the dense forest in the mountains. It is only early autumn now, and the forest is lush. Moreover, there are many wild animals on the mountain and the mountain roads are difficult to travel, so it is not suitable for frequent searches.

However, these people were exhausted, hadn't had time to eat, and couldn't walk much further, so they found a cave nearby to rest.

They also hunted two rabbits, but since they couldn't start a fire, Shen Li saw them eat them raw and pour their blood into the mouth of the still unconscious Holy Son.

Shen Li blinked, huddled in the corner eating her own pancake, and even shared two with them.

She couldn't bear to watch any longer. The Red Lotus Sect wasn't exactly a heinous criminal organization; many of its members were people driven to desperation. She would occasionally feel a pang of pity for them.

"Why are you still following us? You could have run away." Mingyue looked at Shen Li with a scrutinizing expression.

Given their current injuries and physical strength, even if Shen Li lost her internal energy, her martial arts skills would still be sufficient for her to escape.

“I’m not confident about your poison. If you’re the only ones with the antidote, I’ll die anyway if I leave,” Shen Li explained. “Why don’t we wait until the time is right, then I can capture all of you and torture you to extract the antidote?”

“You…” Mingyue said angrily, “You corrupt official, I knew you had ill intentions.”

"Don't forget you're eating the spoils of a corrupt official." Shen Li raised an eyebrow slightly. "Give it back to me if you're not going to eat it."

Mingyue struggled for a moment, then turned her head to continue eating the pancake without saying a word.

Shen Li even took pity on the Holy Son and gave him a blanket, seeing that his leg injury had worsened and he was bleeding a lot; if he wasn't warmed up soon, he might die.

She used the coarse cloth clothes she had with her to bandage the wound.

"It seems to be fine for now, but I'm worried about it catching fire. If it does, then..." The man frowned deeply.

"What should we do then? Going down the mountain to find a doctor now would be like walking into a trap," Chaoyang said anxiously.

They used to have branch strongholds to stay in, but now that the branch strongholds have rebelled and the imperial court is hunting them down everywhere, there is practically nowhere for them to hide.

Now, let alone being able to enter the city, even if we did, it would be impossible to bring the doctor out. Staying here would only mean waiting to die.

"Never mind, even if it's like walking into a trap, I'll give it a try." Mingyue got up and was about to walk out, but her body quickly slumped forward, almost falling over.

"Alright, I can cure him." Shen Li said, unfolding a package: "These are the herbs I collected along the way up the mountain. Some are for external application and some are for internal use. I'll make sure he's fine."

The three people in the cave all looked at her with wariness and suspicion. The cave was narrow, and the group was sitting almost together. They could even hear each other's breathing.

"You corrupt official, do you know how to treat injuries?" Mingyue asked.

Shen Li raised an eyebrow slightly: "Call me sir."

Mingyue did not hesitate, her expression was very firm: "My lord, if you can save my master, I will serve you like a slave from now on. I will do whatever you want me to do, how about it?"

“I have my own maids, why would I need you?” Shen Li shook her head and said, “I have other conditions.”

"What is it?" Chaoyang asked.

"Tell me, who was the mole you had in this assassination attempt?"

"This..." The three of them were at a loss, unsure whether they should speak or not.

This matter should rightfully be decided by His Majesty the Holy Son, but unfortunately, His Majesty the Holy Son is currently unconscious and awaiting rescue.

“Of course, you can choose not to tell me, but if you lie to me…” Shen Li drawled out the last syllable, raising her eyebrows slightly, “Even if he’s lucky enough to survive without a fever, I have many ways to kill him.”

"No..." Mingyue stopped her: "I said, it was the Grand Secretary Zhou Zhen. He was the one who gave our master, the dog emperor, the route he was supposed to take, and he was the one who told us to make our move at dusk."

“Zhou Zhen?” Shen Li pondered the name.

“Yes, it’s him.” Mingyue was afraid that she wouldn’t believe her, so she quickly added, “I can swear that I am telling the truth, otherwise I will die a horrible death and not be reincarnated.”

Shen Li could make her own judgment. She had already suspected something before she even heard the name, and she was certain after hearing it.

It was indeed him. He was the one most desperate to take drastic measures. He was being targeted by both the Flying Fish Guard and the Dali Temple, and his empire was on the verge of collapse. If the emperor were assassinated at this moment, the situation would be completely different.

The Crown Prince still needs the support of the Grand Secretary to ascend the throne, and now that Zhou Qianqian is carrying the Crown Prince's bloodline, she will naturally be made Empress. The future Crown Prince will also be Zhou Qianqian's legitimate son, so the world will not only belong to Li Heng, but also to his Zhou family.

This move, though risky, was the only one he could make; success would make all the difference.