activa-t Chapter 104 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
Chapter 104 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
In the silent and solemn Changhua Palace, the Imperial Concubine and a group of palace servants knelt on the ground, while Emperor Kangning sat on his tall horse, casually playing with his riding whip.
Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he looked toward the side hall where the sound was coming out, and saw the people being escorted out.
Emperor Kangning paused in his whipping motion and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He stared intently at the girl who had caught his eye, completely ignoring everyone else.
Despite not having outstanding looks, she inexplicably captivated him.
Feeling the gaze, Le Yan subconsciously looked over and met a pair of unpredictable eyes. The dark pupils startled her, and she accidentally bumped into the blade against her neck, immediately cutting herself.
"Ah hiss!"
Le Yan cried out in pain and instinctively reached out to cover her neck.
But she forgot that the knife was still at her neck.
Just as she was about to be struck by the blades, two beads shot out, deflecting the two knives and also knocking down the two guards who were holding her back.
The next moment, a gust of wind came towards her, and before she could react, she was already wrapped around the waist and tightly bound in someone's arms.
A powerful aura enveloped her entire body. Le Yan looked up in a daze and met Emperor Kangning's gaze.
He held a bright yellow handkerchief in his hand, his eyes filled with a mixture of heartache and anger, and gently covered Leyan's neck. "Does it hurt?"
"No, it doesn't hurt?"
Le Yan answered instinctively.
Emperor Kangning held the person in his arms tightly, glancing at the two guards kneeling on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and said coldly, "Go and be punished yourselves."
After speaking, he picked up Le Yan in his arms and carried her directly into the main hall of Changhua Palace, leaving behind the words, "Summon the imperial physician."
The palace staff immediately sprang into action, though they were filled with many questions, they dared not utter a word.
Only Song Xue'an, who was helped up by Mu Jin, covered her aching forehead and coldly stared back at the black figure.
"Your Majesty?" Mu Jin looked at her mistress with heartache. "Your Majesty, shall I apply the medicine for you?"
Song Xue'an shook her head and said in a low voice, "No need, I'll go in and take a look. You go and check on that little girl, Hongdou."
She's Leyan's only maid, after all; we have to keep a close eye on her.
After giving Mu Jin two meaningful glances, Song Xue'an pushed her aside and walked into the main hall step by step.
Emperor Kangning forcibly kept Leyan by his side, his eyes filled with rare tenderness, and his movements as he wiped away the bloodstains from her were extremely gentle.
Song Xue settled down on the spot, her heart pounding. Her worst fear had come true.
Given the emperor's temperament, he'd probably try to snatch her away from her.
With her hands clenched tightly behind her back, her neatly trimmed nails digging deep into her flesh, Song Xue'an still felt no pain.
She simply walked forward slowly, a fragile smile on her face, looking at Le Yan with complicated eyes, but said to Emperor Kangning, "Your Majesty, I have some excellent snow lotus ointment here. It can heal wounds, stop bleeding, and remove scars. It's perfect for Qian Changzai to use."
"Then why aren't you going to get it?"
Emperor Kangning gave her a cold look, which made Song Xue'an tighten her grip even more.
"Yes."
She dragged her weary body to get the medicine, leaving only Emperor Kangning and Leyan in the hall.
Le Yan was now completely stiff. Looking at the gentle emperor in front of her, she couldn't reconcile the image of him with the murderous aura he had shown earlier.
Especially since it seems that this tyrant was the one who wanted her dead before, right?
Le Yan pondered in her heart, not daring to move an inch.
Although it seems that her miraculous constitution is working in this situation, the person in front of her is a tyrant, and she dares not offend him.
Her eyes blinked repeatedly, and when she saw Emperor Kangning pick up a cup of water, preparing to feed her, she quickly jumped off the bed and knelt down, saying, "Your Majesty, I am terrified."
Le Yan appeared extremely apprehensive, yet unable to conceal her fear.
Emperor Kangning suddenly paused, his face darkening slightly, extremely displeased with her behavior.
He reached out and grabbed Le Yan's arm, then pulled her up with a strong lift.
"Afraid of me?"
The deep voice sounded in my ear like a thunderclap.
Le Yan trembled and asked hesitantly, "Aren't...aren't you afraid?"
Her voice trembled terribly, yet she still said she wasn't afraid. How could Emperor Kangning not understand what she was really thinking?
He frowned, tightened his grip on Le Yan's arm, and paused, as if he wanted to say something.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to be a notorious tyrant, and it was only natural that the person in front of him was afraid of him.
After all, he had killed countless people.
Besides court officials, uncles, and brothers, he also killed many concubines.
Thinking of this, Emperor Kangning fell silent.
If he were the one in front of him, he would indeed find it difficult not to be afraid.
After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and gently stroked Le Yan's hair, coaxing her softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
The person in his arms, he will only protect, never harm.
With a slight curve to his thin lips and a glint in his eyes, Emperor Kangning spoke again: "As long as you behave, I will never hurt you."
Upon hearing this, Le Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she desperately wanted to ask, "What if I'm naughty?"
But she dared not.
So she remained extremely quiet, not daring to utter a single word.
But Emperor Kangning was displeased again. He straightened his lips and said in a slightly cold voice, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
"You don't trust me?"
Emperors are hard to please, but tyrants are even harder!
Le Yan cursed inwardly, then obediently replied, "No, Your Majesty, I believe you."
Whether she believes it or not, could she really say she doesn't believe it?
Le Yan lowered her eyes, not daring to let the emperor in front of her see what she was thinking.
Fortunately, Emperor Kangning didn't care whether what she said was true or false, and just smiled and said, "In front of me, you don't need to refer to yourself as 'your subject' anymore. From now on, you can just refer to yourself as 'I,' understand?"
He rarely takes a liking to someone, so he can't be lumped together with everyone else and judge them the same way.
Meeting Emperor Kangning's unwavering gaze, Leyan nodded obediently, "Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."
She immediately changed her tune, and Emperor Kangning was immediately pleased.
Just as he was about to say something more, Song Xue'an, who had found the snow lotus ointment, came over and interrupted him.
"Your Majesty, the ointment has arrived."
Offering the fragrant snow lotus ointment, Song Xue'an spoke in a gentle voice, "Your Majesty, shall I give Consort Qian the medicine?"
"Need not."
Before she could finish speaking, Emperor Kangning had already taken the ointment and pulled Leyan to apply it to her.
Finally, he glanced at Song Xue'an sideways and said, "You can leave now. We don't need you here."
Upon hearing this, Le Yan clenched her fists, and Song Xue'an also gritted her teeth.
This is her Changhua Palace, where are you sending her?!