Chapter 220: Who wants to dig out Luo Zifeng eyes

Yun Ci and Concubine De hurried inside.

Ah Bao, held in Concubine De’s arms, saw Luo Zifeng with blood tears streaming from his eyes. His face was as pale as a ghost, and he continuously cried out, his hair in disarray. He was clutching his head in pain, madly banging it against the wall!

Luo Qiuyu screamed, “Brother!”

Yun Ci was paralyzed with fear, collapsing onto the floor.

Concubine De was also stunned.

Seeing that Luo Zifeng was about to slam his head into the wall, which would surely lead to a bloody death, a small figure suddenly rushed forward.

‘Bang’

Luo Zifeng collided with Ah Bao’s stomach.

“Ah Bao!”

“Ah Bao!”

Yun Ci and Concubine De snapped back to reality, seeing Luo Zifeng now kneeling on the ground in pain.

“Umm.” Ah Bao let out a muffled groan.

“Child, are you alright? Did you get hurt?” Yun Ci was distraught, worried not only about Luo Zifeng but also about Ah Bao.

The child was only a little over a year old. She couldn’t bear to imagine such a collision from a young man.

Ah Bao waved her hand and rubbed her small belly. “I’m wearing thick clothes, so it’s fine.”

【Just a bit of pain in the stomach, almost made me vomit the milk I had this morning. Rubbing it will be okay.】

Concubine De secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She hadn’t even noticed when Ah Bao slipped from her arms.

If Ah Bao hadn’t been there just now, Luo Zifeng might have…

Yun Ci’s tears fell like rain as she knelt and bowed to Ah Bao. “Princess, thank you, thank you for protecting Feng’er. I…”

Ah Bao widened her eyes and quickly helped Yun Ci up. “Aunt Yun, don’t cry.”

Ah Bao didn’t have time to comfort Yun Ci. Instead, she saw Luo Zifeng sitting on the ground, his expression deranged.

His forehead was already bruised, clearly showing that this wasn’t the first time he had banged his head against the wall.

Shen Yunran inserted a silver needle into Luo Zifeng’s major acupoint, temporarily stabilizing his frenzied state.

“That was… close. Thanks to the little princess,” Shen Yunran said. Despite her youth, her medical skills were exceptional. Ah Bao could tell with one glance that if it hadn’t been for Shen Yunran’s medical intervention, Luo Zifeng’s life might have already been lost by the time Yun Ci arrived at the palace.

Old Master Luo was also kneeling by the side, trying to restrain Luo Zifeng. However, Luo Zifeng was extraordinarily strong, making it difficult for him to hold him down.

It was Shen Yunran who continually used the silver needle to suppress Luo Zifeng.

“Miss Shen, how is Feng’er? Is there still hope?” Old Master Luo asked, his voice hoarse.

Shen Yunran furrowed her brows. “Old Master Luo, to be honest, my medical skills are limited. I can only use the silver needle to temporarily control Young Master Luo’s agitation and alleviate the pain from the bleeding in his eyes. However, I still haven’t determined what illness Young Master Luo is suffering from.”

Upon hearing this, Old Master Luo’s expression grew grim.

Yun Ci’s breathing became rapid, uncertain of what to do.

The two of them had never encountered such a situation before.

When Concubine De left the palace, she had brought two court doctors with her.

After Shen Yunran described Luo Zifeng’s symptoms, the two highly experienced court doctors examined him as well.

Both shook their heads and sighed, indicating they had never seen symptoms like Luo Zifeng’s. Although the silver needle alleviated the pain and stopped the bleeding in his eyes, Luo Zifeng remained disoriented for some unknown reason.

“Lianyi, can you ask Taoist Baiyun to come and help Feng’er?” Yun Ci, in tears, looked at Concubine De.

Yun Ci was at a loss, not knowing whom to ask for help, so she thought of Taoist Baiyun.

Since Ah Bao was born, Taoist Baiyun had visited the palace more frequently than before. Although they seldom saw him, Concubine De and the Emperor could.

Concubine De nodded. “You keep Feng’er’s condition stable. I’ll send someone to the temple to invite Taoist Baiyun.”

She knew Taoist Baiyun’s frequent visits to the palace were due to Ah Bao.

【Even if Old Bai comes, it might not work】

【The evil energy above Luo Zifeng’s head is particularly severe. It seems someone wants to gouge out Luo Zifeng’s unusual eyes】

Concubine De silently looked down at Ah Bao. Who would want to gouge out Luo Zifeng’s eyes?

But all present were ordinary mortals; how could they prevent this disaster from happening?

In the midst of everyone being at a loss, Ah Bao curled her lips into a smile, 【Don’t worry, don’t worry. With Ah Bao here, Brother Luo will be safe】

Concubine De was astonished, seeing Ah Bao standing directly in front of Luo Zifeng.

The small child looked right at Luo Zifeng.

Her chubby little hands held Luo Zifeng’s hand, and a warm, gentle spiritual energy flowed into him.

The evil energy on his head instantly dissipated, as if it were shaking and fleeing, dispersing rapidly, as if afraid that Ah Bao’s spiritual energy would find it.

In that moment, Luo Zifeng’s furrowed brows relaxed, and the bleeding from his eyes ceased.

“Brother Luo, open your eyes and look at me. I’m Ah Bao.” Ah Bao’s sweet, soft voice reached Luo Zifeng’s ears, pulling his confused thoughts back to reality.

Luo Zifeng’s face was covered in blood and tears, but when he held Ah Bao’s small hand, the sharp pain in his eyes diminished. He slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light appeared in the darkness.

A small figure stood there, radiating a gentle glow. In his eyes, he could only see her.

It was like a guiding light leading him out of the darkness.

He tightly grasped Ah Bao’s small hand, and as the light grew brighter, he could see the world clearly, “Ah Bao…”

Yun Ci’s eyes widened with joy and tears, “Old Master, look, Feng’er is better. Wuwu, my Feng’er is no longer in pain. He can see!”

Old Master Luo nodded repeatedly, his arms trembling with excitement. “Yes, yes, I see it, I see it.”

Ah Bao smiled and touched Luo Zifeng’s eyes, where blood droplets still lingered on his eyelashes. “Brother Luo, where is the protective talisman I gave you before?”

“It’s here.” Luo Zifeng pulled out a small pouch from his waist and took out the yellow talisman.

Ah Bao had given him two protective talismans in total.

The first one was a swastika talisman from a gold basin, which he had kept under his pillow since being attacked on the street.

Later, when he came to the palace with Di Zian to see Ah Bao, Ah Bao gave him another talisman.

He had never told anyone, but since receiving the talisman, he could hear Ah Bao’s thoughts.

Ah Bao looked at the talisman.

【Indeed, the talisman had become ineffective】

“Brother Luo, did you get it wet?”

Luo Zifeng thought for a moment and shook his head. “No, but a few days ago, I put it in the laundry along with the bag when I changed clothes. Later, when I went to get it, the bag was wet, so perhaps the talisman got wet then.”

【That’s right. Talismans cannot get wet, just like the ones in Concubine Rou’s chamber. Once wet, they become ineffective】

【I used to be really good at drawing talismans, and they were immune to water, but now that I’ve become so small… sigh, my spiritual energy is weak, reducing the talisman’s effectiveness. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so troublesome.】