Chapter 1589

"If it were just a branch of the Helian family, and duanmuge is dead now, the Helian family should not make any more moves." Lu Zijia comforted.

Although the Helian family is a top family, the Hongtian empire is still controlled by the royal family. If this matter becomes serious, even the owner will be overwhelmed.

So this time, the Helian family can only eat this dumb loss.

Duanmu Heng took a deep breath, pressed down his resentment, nodded and said, "I hope so."

Duanmuge was dead, and the guards outside naturally became insignificant. Lu Zijia and others cleaned up and left directly in a carriage.

During this period, some guards wanted to intercept, but they were all made an example.

Seeing this, the other guards didn't dare to move any more, and watched the carriage of Lu Zijia and others getting farther and farther away.

Six days later, Lu Zijia and others arrived at the imperial city.

As soon as they arrived at the Imperial City, they were directly received by several guards waiting at the gate arranged by the virtuous imperial concubine in advance.

"Mother Princess!"

Duanmu Heng got off the carriage and saw Liang Wenmei, who had received the news and had been waiting at the gate of the palace early.

"Mother imperial concubine, how are you?" Duanmu Heng asked with concern.

After several years of imprisonment, Liang Wenmei's face has some traces of years, but it is still gentle and moving.

Liang Wenmei smiled lovingly and looked up and down at her son. After confirming that her son had no damage, her heart relaxed a little.

"The mother imperial concubine is all right. It's just bitter for you, wang'er." Liang Wen said painfully.

After many years, Duanmu Heng felt the warm care of the mother imperial concubine again. Duanmu Heng reddened his eyes. "It's not bitter. The child is not bitter at all. As long as the mother imperial concubine and father are well, the child will feel worth it."

"Silly boy."

Liang Wenmei, who has been holding back, can't help wetting her eyes at the moment.

Lu Zijia and others saw that Duanmu Heng's mother and son were reunited and were not easy to disturb, so they silently went to Liang Zongxing and called.

Liang Zongxing smiled happily when he saw that all the people were safe and sound.

Then the two sides simply said what happened.

After saying what happened, Liang Zongxing was silent for a while and then said, "it's just that the king's situation is not very good.

The alchemists in the Imperial City have been invited to show the king, but they can't help it. "

Lu Zijia nodded slightly when he heard the speech. "Then my uncle will take me to the king. If there is a way, I will do my best."

From what duanmuge said before, it's not hard to hear that the king still protected duanmuge Heng's mother and son, otherwise he wouldn't be so passively controlled by duanmuge.

"Jia'er, please."

In response, Liang Wenmei, who was with others, looked at Lu Zijia with apology and hope.

Liang Wenmei has heard from her eldest brother Liang Zongxing about Lu Zijia's death and rebirth, so she is not surprised to see Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia shook his head with a smile, "I should."

Before she grew up in her previous life, in addition to the Liang family, her second aunt also helped her a lot. Even many precious spiritual plants she needed were secretly given to her by her second aunt.

Then they exchanged greetings and went to the palace where the king was located.

"How's Jia'er? King, is he... Still saved?"

Seeing Lu Zijia's diagnosis, Liang Wenmei couldn't wait to ask.

Lu Zijia looked and lay on the Dragon bed. His eyes were unconscious. His face was as white as Duanmu Lin of a dead man. He pondered for a while before saying:

"The toxin in the king's body has penetrated into his internal organs. Although I can save his life, I can't save his cultivation.

Therefore, when he wakes up again, he will only be an ordinary mortal. "