webnovelfull Chapter 134 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
Chapter 134 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
After a period of dizziness, Le Yan felt as if she was half dead and already on the verge of death.
Curled up on her side on the bed, her face pale, she glanced weakly at Liu Chutang and shook her head slightly: "I don't want to drink."
Why drink soup? If she drinks too much, she'll need to go to the bathroom, which will disrupt her comfortable state and make her feel uncomfortable again.
Le Yan held the hot water bottle to her abdomen with one hand, cursing under her breath.
Liu Chutang felt helpless. She wanted to give her some soup to nourish her body, but she couldn't bear to force her. However, when she tried to coax her gently, she wouldn't listen. It was really difficult for her.
After thinking for a moment, she said softly, "How about you have a couple of sips? You've been unconscious for over an hour, you should have some soup to nourish yourself, otherwise it won't be good for your health."
Le Yan pursed her lips and remained silent, her gaze lingering on the fragrant red date, longan, and goji berry chicken soup, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.
His gaze fell on Liu Chutang, whose eyes were filled with concern, and he paused again before muttering, "Just two sips."
No more.
Liu Chutang was already very satisfied that she was willing to drink, and didn't dare to coax her to drink more. She carefully scooped two spoonfuls and fed her, gently wiping her mouth before saying, "The soup has been kept warm in the kitchen. If you get hungry later, I'll have someone bring it over."
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Chutang casually placed a bowl of chicken soup, which was not much less, aside, then pulled the blanket up to cover Le Yan tightly.
He raised his hand to check the temperature of her face and, seeing that she wasn't as cold as before, the weight that had been hanging over his heart slowly lifted.
Le Yan looked at her, her eyes flashing, and reached her hand out from under the covers to grasp hers, whispering reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Although she was really in pain, it was just pain; she wouldn't die.
Liu Chutang's expression froze for a moment, then she slowly smiled gently, her eyes and brows filled with tenderness. "Yes, I'm not worried."
Inside, all was peaceful and serene. Outside, Nan Yi leaned against the door, her hands behind her head, looking up at the sky, trying to channel her complex emotions back into the depths of her heart.
Suddenly, my ears twitched, and I heard footsteps.
A maidservant ran in excitedly through the stone archway at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Guard Nan, where is Madam? Is she here?"
The maidservant looked excited and pointed towards the front yard, saying happily, "Quickly tell Madam that the master has returned, and he brought a friend back with him. They're in the front hall!"
Nan Yi's eyes flickered slightly. A friend?
Who could be Wen Yingchen's friend?
Nan Yi pondered in her heart, but on the surface she comforted the excited little maid and said, "Madam is not feeling well today. Since you are with your friends, please don't disturb you."
Rather than going to see Wen Yingchen and that other friend, taking care of the sick and weak Leyan was naturally more important.
The maid was a little confused, but dared not refute Nan Yi's words. Although she really wanted to say that since the master had finally returned, shouldn't the madam seize the opportunity to spend more time with him and cultivate their marital relationship?
The old lady has always longed to have a grandson!
The young maid was extremely worried, while their mistress was now completely focused on Leyan.
Even if she overheard news about Wen Yingchen and the others returning to the manor, she couldn't make the slightest move.
Meanwhile, in the front hall, Xiao Lanyi, the so-called friend, also mentioned Liu Chutang.
"I've heard that Lord Wen is already married and has a wife?"
"A guest has arrived. As the mistress of the house, Madam Wen, shouldn't you come out to greet him?"
"Could it be that I, Lan, am unworthy?"
Xiao Lanyi's teasing and disdainful gaze lightly fell on the expressionless Wen Yingchen; she found him particularly displeasing.
He's already married, yet he dares to covet his Qingqing? Is she someone he's even worthy of lusting after?!
When Xiao Lanyi thought that Wen Yingchen had a wife, she couldn't help but take the opportunity to express her disdain for Emperor Kangning, Xiao Qi.
As an emperor, with his three palaces and six courtyards, and the rumored true love Consort Song, how dare he harbor such disgusting and despicable thoughts about his Qingqing, trying to steal her away and make her suffer endless infighting in the harem? Does Xiao Qi even deserve it?!
After thoroughly belittling, rejecting, and loathing her two most formidable rivals in love, Xiao Lanyi felt quite smug.
He's the best. He's pure in body and soul, and belongs only to Qingqing. He's the one who deserves to be by Qingqing's side and be her support.
As for others?
Ha, what a bunch of filthy things!
Xiao Lanyi glanced at Wen Yingchen sideways, her undisguised malice irritating him.
He closed his eyes briefly before speaking slowly: "Liu is just an orphan, Young Master Lan, you should be more mindful of your words and actions."
Although he disliked Liu Chutang, she was still his mother's savior, and he should still protect her.
As for the rest, just like their pre-marital agreement to have a fake marriage, everything will be over once his mother is reassured.
Seeing that Xiao Lanyi was about to speak, Wen Yingchen slightly raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said indifferently, "Young Master Lan, please go back to your room and rest for a while. There are some things we can talk about later."
After sending servants to arrange for Xiao Lanyi to stay in the guest courtyard, Wen Yingchen glanced back at the backyard, which he hadn't set foot in for a long time, and a strange feeling lingered in his heart.
It was as if some feeling was constantly urging him to go to the backyard.
After frowning and pondering for a while, Wen Yingchen lowered his eyes slightly and headed towards the study.
That night, a figure moved silently, step by step, from the front yard to the back yard.
The shadow was straight and tall, and when viewed in the cold moonlight, it was clearly Wen Yingchen, who had not rested.
Upon reaching the quiet main courtyard, he stood outside without stepping inside.
What's here? Why does his heart tell him that if he doesn't go in, he'll regret it?
Inside the courtyard, Nan Yi, who was on night watch, quickly rushed in. As soon as she entered the inner room, she met Liu Chutang's eyes, which seemed to be shooting straight at her with cold light.
He glanced at the sleeping Le Yan and whispered, "Wen Yingchen has gone mad for some reason and suddenly came here. Quickly hide her, I'm afraid she'll be discovered."
Liu Chutang frowned. "Wen Yingchen isn't the kind of person who would force his way into a woman's room. I'll go out and get rid of him."
She didn't want to wake Leyan; she had finally managed to get a good night's sleep.
Nan Yi gritted her teeth, "But you are now his lawful wife, and it is perfectly legitimate for him to enter your room."
After a pause, he added, "How about this, I'll hold her and hide for a while. See if you can get rid of him. Otherwise, let him come in and take a look to dispel his suspicions and save him from having to come here again."
Liu Chutang: "... ... As you said."
Once the decision was made, Nan Yi quickly pressed Le Yan's pressure point to put her to sleep, picked her up along with the bedding, and hid her in a small space behind the bronze mirror.
The place was extremely small, barely enough for them to squeeze into. Nan Yi could even feel Le Yan's face pressed tightly against his, inseparable.
His face flushed instantly, and he quickly closed his eyes, feeling that not only she, but he himself was also extremely aroused.
Amitabha Buddha, all is emptiness, the six senses are purified...
Nan Yi muttered to herself.
Outside, Wen Yingchen followed his heart's urging and stepped into Liu Chutang's courtyard.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, Liu Chutang, dressed only in her undergarments and wearing a cloak, opened the door carrying a lantern.
Their eyes met; one was delighted, the other suspicious.
Liu Chutang: "Husband, why have you come?"
Wen Yingchen: Where are you going?