The emperor seemed to be deep in his thoughts. A moment later, he turned to look at He Changdi and said, “Marquis Anyuan, bring Yao’er to the imperial physician’s tent first.”
He Changdi couldn’t reject an order from the emperor, but he still couldn’t help but turn his gaze back to Chu Lian again. However, his wife had already lowered her head and was no longer looking at him. He Changdi felt as if something was crushing his heart and breaking it to pieces.
He somehow managed to make a strained noise of affirmation. After giving a reply, he turned around with Imperial Princess Leyao in his arms and left with the imperial guards.
With that taken care of, the emperor strode towards the direction of the polo field as he ordered He Lin to seek the imperial physician.
At this time, Imperial Concubine Wei also arrived with everyone.
Royal Princess Duanjia quickly rushed over, held Chu Lian’s hand, and asked about her condition worriedly.
Chu Lian’s complexion was as white as a piece of paper. She forced a smile and said, “Royal Princess, I’m fine. It’s only a minor injury.”
Upon hearing such a reply, Royal Princess Duanjia sternly shook her head. “No, we can’t be certain until the imperial physician comes over to check. Chu Liu, you shouldn’t move right now.”
She personally helped Chu Lian up as she spoke. Then, she told Jinxiu to bring a cushioned stool over and carefully supported Chu Lian to sit down.
The image of He Changdi’s back as he carried Princess Leyao away without even giving a second look was still lingering in Chu Lian’s mind. She felt perplexed and dazed as Royal Princess Duanjia helped her sit down. Her originally pale face had instantly turned even more haggard.
The emperor and Imperial Concubine Wei came over at this time.
Chu Lian wanted to stand up to greet the emperor and Imperial Concubine Wei, but the emperor immediately stopped her.
A rare trace of concern emerged within the emperor’s dignified voice as he said, “Since you’re injured, the usual courtesies can be excused. You should get some proper rest!”
After observing the situation, Imperial Concubine Wei also treated Chu Lian in a friendly manner.
“His Majesty is right. You should take a rest. The imperial physician should arrive soon. It was such an unfortunate coincidence. I didn’t think such an accident would happen, but we should thank Sir Xiao for his help this time.”
Imperial Concubine Wei wanted to continue speaking, but the emperor suddenly gave her an icy look. She was stunned and immediately swallowed her next few words back down.
She had almost forgotten that the Marchioness Anyuan in front of her was no longer just Honoured Lady Jinyi, who she could casually abuse as she liked. Now that she was the child the emperor had with that bitch, she could be considered a legitimate descendant of the imperial family.
After receiving leniency, Chu Lian bowed her head towards the emperor, offering a greeting as much as she was able to.
The emperor looked at Chu Lian in a seemingly nonchalant manner, but he noticed that Chu Lian was in a trance and appeared dispirited.
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Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator
FantasíaNot my story. For reading offline purposes. This is Book 2 Credits to: Written by: Snow Mountain Mists (雪山岚) Translated by: timebun, Premonition, Myst Edited by: renderedreversed Raws: http://www.17k.com/book/1768774.htmlation 小说作品翻译自ChineseAll中文在线...