His heart suddenly felt as if struck by a heavy hammer, filling him with extreme panic. He didn't want this. He quickly called out towards the outside, "Riying, immediately go to the Imperial Physician's Hall and bring Xiao Wanzi back, go now?"
Riying, hearing the Emperor's unprecedented panic, didn't know what had happened. Since Xiao Wanzi had left, the Emperor had smashed everything in the sleeping quarters. He didn't dare to say anything more and quickly replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, your subordinate will go immediately." He flashed away from the sleeping quarters. xxs1
Liu Liu had just gotten up and finished washing. As she was preparing to eat, that Xiao Nianzi walked in, "Your Highness, Eunuch Xiao Wanzi is here. He says His Majesty has bestowed some pastries and Tremella porridge upon Your Highness."
"Let him in," Liu Liu's face instantly turned pale, her heart chilling to the core. She had harbored a bit of hope that Feng Xie would spare the child.
But how swift their actions were. A hint of coldness flickered at the corner of her lips, and her eyes felt a sting. She inhaled sharply, pushing away any unwanted emotions. He had been so heartless; why should she overthink it? From this day forward, their relationship was severed.
Xiao Wanzi walked in, his face exuding caution. He bowed respectfully to Liu Liu, "This servant offers greetings to Your Highness."
"Rise," Liu Liu waved her hand. Xiao Wanzi turned and instructed the eunuchs behind him to set out the Tremella porridge and pastries, then stood quietly waiting. Liu Liu looked at him, a cold smile playing on her lips. Was Feng Xie having him watch her eat it?
He truly calculated every step. Liu Liu slowly stood up, her steps steady and noble, walking to the dining table. She elegantly took a bite of the Tremella porridge. Cui'er and Xiao Wanzi cried out in alarm, "Your Highness!"
Liu Liu turned back. Although her lips curved into a warm smile, her voice carried a hint of coldness. She said calmly, "Please thank your master for me, Xiao Wanzi. Go back. I'll keep this porridge. It's very sweet, and I will savor it slowly." With that, she lowered her head and took another bite. Xiao Wanzi trembled inwardly, his legs feeling weak. He led a line of eunuchs and finally managed to leave the main hall of Weiyang Palace.
Riying, who was rushing from afar, quickly said, "Hurry back, His Majesty wants you back?"
Riying didn't know what had happened, why the Emperor was so anxious to have Xiao Wanzi return. But Xiao Wanzi's face darkened. Wouldn't the Emperor regret it? But Her Highness had already eaten. He finally couldn't bear the blow and fainted.
Riying quickly caught his falling body and brought him to the study.
In the main hall of Weiyang Palace, Liu Liu waved her hand. Cui'er immediately ordered the others to leave. The vast palace was left with only the mistress and her servant. Liu Liu quickly spat out the two mouthfuls of porridge from her mouth.
She hadn't actually swallowed the Tremella porridge. It was clearly problematic; it must have been mixed with abortifacient medicine. She wouldn't be that foolish. Cold air radiated from her body. She calmly instructed Cui'er, "Discard this bowl of Tremella porridge. Do not let anyone discover this."
"Yes, my lady."
Cui'er felt her heart pounding as if it would leap out. Why was this happening? But she knew her mistress was doing this to protect the child. With quick movements, she found something to pour the Tremella porridge into, carefully took it out, and threw it into a lake, leaving no trace.
Meanwhile, Liu Liu had already quickly lain down on the grand bed in the sleeping quarters. She knew the Emperor would definitely send people to save her. She had ways to deal with those imperial physicians. If Nangong Yue came, she would be saved, and the child would also be saved.
Cui'er returned to the sleeping quarters and saw her mistress holding a soft sword. She cried out in alarm, "My lady, what are you doing?"
"For the child, what do you think I can do?"
A desolate smile flickered at the corner of Liu Liu's lips. She didn't even have a trace of internal energy now. What could she do? She could only use brute force. With her other hand, she lifted her long skirt, revealing her slender and fair thigh.
Seeing her mistress's action, Cui'er was on the verge of madness. She rushed forward, trying to grab the soft sword, unable to let her mistress harm herself.
"My lady, you cannot hurt yourself."
"Let go," Liu Liu commanded Cui'er in a deep, cold voice. If she had any other way, she wouldn't resort to this. What could she do now? To protect the child, she had no choice but to do this. With a wave of her hand, she pushed Cui'er away. The sharp soft sword cut a deep, long gash on the inner side of her thigh. Blood immediately flowed out, instantly staining her skirt.
Liu Liu frowned. The physical pain was far less than the pain in her heart. That man had truly disappointed her too much. This time, she had made another mistake, accepting a man she shouldn't have.
Liu Liu retracted her hand, tied the soft sword to her waist, and turned to look at Cui'er. The little maid was already crying. She spoke calmly.
"Go and report it. I believe that person will be very pleased to see this outcome."
Upon hearing her words, Cui'er, her face pale, cried out and rushed out, "Something's wrong, Your Highness is in trouble! Quickly, Xiao Anzi, report to His Majesty that Your Highness is in trouble!"
Suddenly, the main hall of Weiyang Palace was in chaos. Some ran to report to the Emperor, others went to fetch imperial physicians. The vast Weiyang Palace was in disarray.
In Yongyuan Hall, Feng Xie paced anxiously. Usually strong and assertive, he couldn't help but pray, "Heaven, please protect them and ensure nothing happens! I regret it!"
If heaven truly forgave his mistake this time, he would definitely offer incense and worship him personally every morning and evening. If the heavens wanted to punish, let them punish him, this damnable emperor, but please, do not harm that one and a half person!
Riying flashed in. Xiao Wanzi had just woken up. The moment he saw the Emperor looking at him with bloodshot eyes, he immediately kowtowed repeatedly, "Your Majesty, Her Highness has already eaten."
The moment his words fell, Feng Xie jumped up as if he had gone mad. In a frenzy, he raised his hand and sent Xiao Wanzi flying. Then, he himself rampaged in the sleeping quarters. The wounds on his hands split open again, blood flowing all over the floor. In the vast sleeping quarters, bloodstains dotted the ground. Riying didn't know what had happened.
Standing to the side, trembling with fear, just as Feng Xie was losing control, another young eunuch from Yongyuan Hall rushed in in utter panic. Seeing the mess on the floor, he stammered, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened. It is said that the Empress is in trouble."
How fast. He laughed, a laugh filled with endless desolation. The mistake he himself had made, how could he possibly compensate for it? He wanted her forgiveness. From now on, no matter how many children she wanted, he would give them to her. Yes, didn't she want the throne?
Give it to her. Didn't she want children? However many she wanted, he would bestow them, only begging her to forgive his mistake.
Seeing his master's frantic state, Riying quickly reminded him, "Your Majesty, quickly find Imperial Physician Nangong! Have him examine the Empress! It might be too late if we delay any further."
Riying's words reminded Feng Xie. He completely disregarded the bloodstains on his hands and body and quickly flashed away from the sleeping quarters, heading straight for the Imperial Physician's Hall. The moment he saw Nangong Yue, he grabbed him by the arm, "Quick, go and see how the Empress is! Go quickly and see how she is!"
Nangong Yue was arranging herbs on a shelf. He saw the Emperor covered in blood, his veins bulging. He felt that something had happened to him, so why was it related to Her Highness? Her Highness had become pregnant yesterday; she should be happy.
The thought of her pregnancy brought an unspeakable ache to Nangong Yue's heart, but as long as she was happy, he would be happy for her.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Speak slowly, what happened to Her Highness?"
"The child is gone. I fear she won't be able to bear it." As Feng Xie's hoarse voice reached Nangong Yue's ears, he immediately understood what had happened.
The Emperor had aborted Her Highness's fetus. Why would he do such a thing? In his anger, he could no longer regard him as the Emperor or his master.
He quickly tightened his grip on the Emperor's collar and cried out, "You are too much of a scoundrel! How could you do such a thing?"
"I regret it. Please save her. I only hope she is alright," Feng Xie had completely lost his imperial demeanor, replaced by that of a repentant man.
Unfortunately, Nangong Yue was so furious at this moment that he wanted to kill him. He had fulfilled Feng Xie's wishes time and time again, because he had taught him much in the past. Therefore, he was willing to suffer himself rather than harbor any feelings for Her Highness. Yet, he had hurt her again and again. This time, he would not let him do it again.