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A/N: OK so I totally didn't forget to update >.>"Wangye, Tang'er can explain!" Long Tang's voice was shrill.
Long Xu Le threw her a look and that was enough to pin her to her spot. Her Highness threw all the parchments to her face. The little princess couldn't breathe and even her thoughts froze. It was as if a mountain pressed down on her.
"Think about all the things you need to say." These few words could mean a lot. The mountain pressing on the Junzhu seemed to double.
As Wan Li Wang turned around, she saw the fragile man still attempting to stand up. He was probably on the last vestige of his consciousness, moving only through sheer will.
Her brows furrowed and decisively brought the man into her arms. He seemed to have grown lighter the last time she carried him.
From the corner of her eyes, she saw a lotus incense burner still dispensing thin tendrils of smoke.
One sweep at the whole room and she roughly understood what happened. Long Xu Le let out a soft sigh.
"Cover yourself well," Her order was soft.
Feng Yanyan felt a hand on his lower back. The fabric of the cloak touched the stinging marks. He trembled as there was wave after wave of pain.
The person holding him must have heard his small gasp. She paused and adjusted her grip on his waist so as not to touch the wounds. The injuries were mainly there as Feng Yanyan was desperate to dodge despite the drugs crippling his body.
Carrying someone like this was more difficult than normal. The side of his face rested on her chest before. Now, he was lifted to her neck level. All just to avoid aggravating the injuries.
Feng Yanyan was afraid to fall when he was hoisted up but he was powerless to clutch anything.
His long hair scattered on his back and he hissed, only to feel cold fingers sweeping them to the side.
Long Xu Le had always been even-tempered. Not one leak of emotion showed on her visage but the action of doing everything personally left a deep impression.
The more experienced servants wondered what would happen to Tianmi's master. One should know the King never stepped into the management of the palace. It was always the chief eunuch or Junwang doing this for her.
Her Highness could order someone to bring a plank of wood and transport the person using that but didn't do so. This showed the importance of the matter.
Although the servants and officials of Zhongqing courtyard didn't know who was inside the bundle of fabric, there was a high chance that it was one of the mei ren from Tanglin.
Those who had even a small understanding of the powers at play feared this might be the spark that could start a war with the Empress who sent these beauties.
Chief Eunuch Cheng felt the time wangye entered and exited the courtyard was too quick. But when he raised his eyes, he was flabbergasted.
Her Highness... the King was carrying someone!
Just as the cloak fell slightly, Cheng Gong only glimpsed a clean side profile before he felt a fleeting look from Long Xu Le. So he hurriedly looked away.
That was when he knew... he wouldn't escape the storm too. He breathed deeply.
"This servant will have someone to call the Imperial Physician. We'll also escort Junzhu to Zhongqing courtyard."
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