Chapter Fifty Nine, The Grace of the Emperor
Putting up her hair, Qu Qing Ju came out again to see He Heng was sitting on a recliner reading a book. She unhesitatingly sat down next to him: "Wang ye, an assassination attempt is a serious matter. Shouldn't we tell mu fei and let her know you are not seriously wounded to stop her from worrying."
He Heng nodded: "You are the most considerate," Finishing, he called for Qian Chang Xin and gave out his waist plate for him to enter the palace to see Jing guifei. He was to clearly tell the process and the important point was that his wound wasn't serious.
Qian Chang Xin hurriedly left the manor. Even though it was late now, even if the palace was already locked, he had to think of a way to pass the message into the palace.
The guards at the city gate recognized Qian Chang Xin as Duan Wang's personal taijian. They didn't ask any questions before allowing him to pass. By this time, the news that Duan Wang had been attacked by assassins had spread through Jing City. They saw the rush that Qian Chang Xin was in, who would dare to block him?
Entering the palace gate, Qian Chang Xin scurried as he traveled to Zhong Jing Palace. Before he could state his intentions, he was ushered in by the servants of Zhong Jing Palace. When he enter the room, he didn't dare to see the expression on Jing guifei's face, submissively kneeling on the ground, announcing: "Guifei niangniang, His Highness has sent nucai to come give a morning greeting to niangniang."
"How is wang ye's condition?" Jing guifei's voice was heavier than usual but she still didn't lose her composure. Ding mama, the person standing by her side, was the only one that found that the hand niangniang had was tightly grasping on the arm of the chair, the fingers almost white. It was clear how worried niangniang was.
"The Dean of the Imperial Hospital has already seen to it. His Highness isn't seriously injured, it just grazed the flesh. Wang ye and wang fei were afraid you would become worried listening to the inaccurate rumors and sent nucai to personally tell." Finishing, he obediently recited the string of events, not emphasizing or distorting any part.
After Jing guifei heard the course of events, she was much calmer. She thought for a while with half-lidded eyes before she raised her head to inform Qian Chang Xin; "You go and tell His Highness to recover for the next few days in the manor. Sent more people to the manor to protect your wang ye and wang fei." Finishing, she stood and rubbed her cheeks. She raised her head slightly as she announced: "Ben gong is going to Tian Qi Palace to beg to see the Emperor."
It wasn't only Shu guifei that could use the trick of injuring oneself to gain another's sympathy. She, Wei Chan Yi, also could use it, and she would use it better, and without a trace.
Reaching up to take out a few hairpins from her hair to let the finely crafted hairstyle become loose, Jing guifei took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes. Suddenly, her foot tripped and she stumbled as she walked towards the outer room, wailing tragically: "Your Majesty, our child ... ..." As she ran, a few locks of hair fell loose, framing her face and making her look even more sorrowful.
Ding mama quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with force, choking as she followed, "Niangniang, niangniang, be careful of where you step." As the words landed, the person had already disappeared from the room.
Qian Chang Xin's face was full of reverence as he looked at the empty door. A beat later, he climbed up from the ground. When he walked out of the inner room, he saw the palace maids and taijian, each covering their faces, sobbing or looking fretful. In this instant, he felt he had a very large room for improvement.
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