Chapter 221 - 175, The Blood Must Be Cold
The Feather Pill is the lifetime masterpiece of a medicine official, a treasure that stabilizes the Dao Court of the mountain.
Even in Huangshan Mountain and Laojun Mountain Dao Court, only two medicine officials could refine this pill.
Now, the exceedingly precious Feather Pill lay quietly on the ground. Everyone’s eyes, filled with unconcealed ardor—Jin Zhu, Lord Yun Yang, Jiao Tu, Meng Ji—yet no one dared pick it up.
Their gazes then shifted to Prince Jing, only to see him standing silently in the ancestral hall, looking down at the body of Princess Consort Jing for a long time without speaking.
The Jiefan Guard and the Thousand-Year Army, everyone quietly waited, leaving only the howling cold wind; despite the Liu Mansion being filled with people, it felt like an empty, desolate ruin.
A grand rebellion had come to an uneventful end, leaving nothing but feathers on the ground.
Silently, Lord Bai Long bent down, picked up the blood-stained Feather Pill, wiped it with his sleeve, and put it back into the box, "Prince, this Feather Pill..."
Prince Jing didn’t respond to him but said in a low voice, "Since Official Liu entered officialdom, he had successively served as Minister of the Ministry of Rites and Minister of Personnel. In the year that Your Majesty ascended to the throne, when the Imperial Capital was anxious and the Vassal Princes were restless, it was he and his father who rectified the chaos and stabilized the situation, aiding Your Majesty’s ascension to the throne. Though he made mistakes in his life, he also contributed greatly. Give him and his daughter a generous burial... and that Grandmaster Liu as well."
Feng Daban bowed in compliance and said, "Yes."
Prince Jing then turned his head and asked, "What about Lingyun? Why have I not seen her?"
Feng Daban answered, "She might have been sent away by Official Liu. Shall I pursue her?"