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.