Poison

The poison given to his son was very weird, something that he had never seen off or heard off. He called many divine doctors, masters yet, he could find no antidote for this poison. He looked and searched in faraway countries yet, no one had heard of such a poison. No matter how much power Murong Zhan had, it was nothing when it came to his son. He could still remember that one night, when he saw Murong Jinzhi standing in the pool of blood, his right hand carrying a long sword while many corpses lying all around him. That night, his son looked crazy, as if some kind of demon had possessed him.

Infact, his son looked exactly like a devil; full of evil and darkness, sinfully handsome and capable of enticing everybody, loving blood, and knowing only one - to kill. No matter how much he tried, his son would only kill and kill and kill. There was nothing that could stop him. If Murong Jinzhi didn't kill, then he would have terrible headaches as if somebody was poking several thousand tiny needles in his body, his eyes would turn black while black veins would show up all over his body. He would laugh like crazy and kill like there was no tomorrow. He wouldn't recognize anybody nor would he say anything.

Murong Zhan felt so helpless against this poison and that's why, even though he was an emperor, the king of a country, the one who was born to be above everybody else had to humble himself in front of that woman. He talked to Noble Consort Ying, asked her to give him the antidote to this poison and he would let her live, forgetting his crimes for killing his wife. But, that woman was full of jealousy, anger, and pride. How could she give him the antidote so simply? That woman opened her mouth and put some condition in front of him. At that time, she wasn't a noble consort but a simple concubine. In her condition, she asked him to make her, his empress - a woman who was above all the woman in the harem, she asked him to make their son, Murong Jinchuan - the next crown prince, she asked him to love her only.

Hearing that woman's stupid and despicable condition, Murong Zhan only sneered in his heart. How could he make this woman who killed his precious wife, his empress? How could he make this woman's son, the next crown prince? Only if he was mad and crazy!

Next, Murong Zhan grabbed her neck and threatened her. He was an emperor, then how could he humble himself and listen to this woman's nonsense condition. He threatened her to give him the antidote otherwise, he would kill her son. Finally, under his threats, the woman got scared. She gave him a small medicine that could alleviate the pain released when the poison would attack. But, other than that she had no antidote that could remove the entire poison. Murong Zhan couldn't see his son going through such inhuman torture.

He didn't want his son's hand to be covered with so much blood. But apart from being at his side, Murong Zhan could do nothing else. He didn't want people to find out about this and call his son a monster, a devil. He didn't want his son to face people's fury and anger. Having no other option, Murong Zhan could only call for big and famous masters and make a special iron chain that would hold back Murong Jinzhi every time his poison attacked. He especially built a big underground room for his son where he would be locked up until the poison attack is over.

As for that woman, Murong Zhan knew he could not kill her. After all, her family had a big influence and position in the court. At the same time, he had no evidence against her. To get that pain-relieving medicine, he needed her to remain alive. Hence, he made her a noble consort and put her in a position where she would be so close to see the empress's throne but would never be able to achieve it. He took her sister who was born from a concubine and put her in his harem. He doted that concubine's daughter, showered his fake love upon her only to show to Noble Consort Ying that he would love others but she would never be able to get his love. This was his small act of taking revenge on her.

However, all of this made his son hate him even more. His inability to kill this woman made Murong Jinzhi hate him. He loved his son but his son never talked to him properly. Thinking about his past, Murong Zhan could only sigh at his fate and his inability. He failed as a father in Murong Jinzhi's childhood but he would always be there for him in the present and in the future.

"Azhi, you know, we can't kill her yet...." Murong Zhan sighed and held his forehead.

Murong Jinzhi snorted.

"Azhi, it's about your poison..."

Murong Jinzhi sneered and interrupted him. "Emperor Murong, I am fine. I don't need those stupid medicines. I can bear it."

"But, I can't..." Murong Zhan looked at him with helplessness. "Azhi, I am your father and I care about you. In your childhood, I couldn't -"

"If you are here to bore me, then you can leave." Murong Jinzhi interrupted him again.

Murong Zhan looked at his son and sighed. Standing behind the emperor, Wei Zhong felt sad for him. He had been with the emperor since he was a small kid. He knew almost everything related to the emperor and he knew how much the emperor loved Murong Jinzhi. That's why, even when Murong Jinzhi was talking with such disrespect, the emperor never scolded him or felt angry. Instead, the emperor felt happy about the fact, that his son was willing to talk to him.

"Okay, I'll not talk about this," Murong Zhan changed the topic. "Let's talk about something else. How was your journey?"