Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

The sound of the rain lashed against the wutong tree, and the chilly wind blew against their faces. The two said nothing, quietly waiting for their fate.

An Ran was also fate alongside them. His breathing was weak, and he was on the verge of death. Imperial Concubine Rong had been holding onto his young and tender hands the entire time, and all her plans had failed.

Wen Yi, who was at Zhaoyang Palace, closed her acupuncture of gold and listened to Xiao Ju's report.

Finally, her face darkened as she pulled up her skirt and rolled up her pants. Looking at the festering wound on her foot, she pressed it down without feeling any pain. She felt a chill run down her spine. Worse come to worse, she would just lose her life. In any case, she was someone who had already died once.

She held her needle bag and flew out under Xiao Ju's stunned gaze.

She ran very fast, and because of the fierce wind and rain, the wind lamps were very dim, so much so that she could not see the road clearly, and the path to the Sunrise Hall was slippery. She fell down, and after a few steps, her entire body was drenched in sweat, and she was in an extremely sorry state.

Prince Zhenyuan and his wife were kneeling in the courtyard, raising their heads, they saw someone barging in, and because of the heavy rain and the dim lighting, they did not manage to see who it was.

She ignored the palace maid's obstruction and the two imperial doctors' stunned gazes as she charged straight into An Ran's room. Prince Zhenyuan quickly got up, attempting to stop her, but she moved quickly. When he stopped her, she was already standing inside the hall.

When Imperial Concubine Rong saw her, she was also shocked. When she saw her clearly, she could not help but say coldly: "You came here with this appearance, are you trying to scare my grandson? Since he's about to leave, can't you just let him leave in peace? "

Wen Yi did not make a sound, her heartbeat was extremely fast. It was unknown whether it was because she was rushing over frantically or because some life was about to fade away in front of her eyes, but no matter what, she could not calm down. She gazed at An Ran. She only had a faint aura about her, as if she was holding her breath and waiting for her to arrive.

She took out her needle bag and said to Imperial Concubine Rong and Prince Zhenyuan: At most, just pay me back with my life.

When Xiao Ju saw that she had ran out and was not able to catch up with her after chasing her for a few steps, she had no choice but to return and report to Song Yunqian.

Song Yunqian asked Xiao Ju what she had said before he ran out. Xiao Ju told his the truth, saying that she had asked him about An Ran's condition.

Song Yunqian was silent for a moment, before resolutely declaring: "Order someone to send this king to the first floor!"

Xiao Ju was shocked, "My prince, it is raining heavily outside, your body has not recovered yet, you should not go out!"

Song Yunqian glared at him, and said angrily: Why are you saying so much rubbish? "Hurry up and go!"

Xiao Ju had no choice but to pass down the orders.

When Song Yunqian arrived at the Hall of Rising Sun, it was completely silent outside the hall. A dozen or so palace maid s were waiting in the corridor outside the palace with serious expressions.

His heart sank, and he immediately commanded the guards to carry him into the inner hall. But before he even went up the stone steps, he saw the door opened with a "yiyaya", and the heavy rain formed a dim curtain, he looked over, and saw Wen Yi walking out with a wooden expression. Her footsteps were weak, and there was blood on her face.

Seeing the blood on Wen Yi's face, Song Yunqian thought that he had been tortured and became angry.

Seeing that Wen Yi had fainted, the Imperial Concubine Rong shouted to the palace maid and the imperial doctors in front of him: "Quick, help the Princess Ning'an enter the palace." She raised her head and saw that Song Yunqian was also outside the hall, and had vomited blood. "Send them in together!"

After a moment of confusion, he sent the couple into the hall, and the imperial physician gave each of them a treatment.

Song Yunqian was only angry at heart, his blood and Qi roiled, causing the blood flow to reverse its flow.

However, Wen Yi was not so well. The wounds on her legs were inflamed and her body was burning hot.

Hearing Prince Zhenyuan's words, Song Yunqian realized that Wen Yi had saved An Ran and that her breathing had become a lot more normal. She had already woken up, and now that her mother had come in to feed her, he was hungry and thirsty, her face flushed red as she desperately sucked in the milk of her life without vomiting.

The new hope was like the rising sun, illuminating everyone's heart. The chill of the rainy night seemed to have been dispelled, and the atmosphere inside the room was warm and harmonious.

When the commanded the palace maid to go to the Hall of Longevity to announce the good news, the empress dowager felt much better. She struggled to come over to see An Ran, but was dissuaded by the emperor. How could the empress dowager be willing? Since she insisted on going, the empress could only accompany her.

When the empress dowager went to the Hall of Rising Sun, Wen Yi had yet to send her off.

The empress dowager had seen An Ran and asked about the situation. She was anxious to see Wen Yi.

Looking at Wen Yi's pale face and then seeing the wound on her forehead exploding, her heart ached. She ordered Long Fei and Blue Doctor, "No matter what, you have to cure This Dowager."

Long Fei and Blue Doctor knelt on the ground to receive their orders. After this tribulation, the two of them were sincerely grateful to Wen Yi for her sincerity and sincerity, so, whether the empress dowager had an imperial decree or not, they would still do their best.

Song Yunqian had been guarding by Wen Yi's side the entire time, and he did not look good. The empress dowager had just found out that he had vomited blood and ordered him to rest, but Song Yunqian insisted on staying by Wen Yi's side to accompany her.

The empress was overjoyed as she whispered to the empress, "That's good too. Ever since they got married, they have been indifferent and cold. It's rare for them to have such true feelings. Queen Mother, please let him stay here!"

The empress dowager made a sound, then looked at Wen Yi with her eyes. "This child has suffered too much. She looked at the Emperor in the blink of an eye and said, "Emperor, think carefully about how to bestow rewards to your daughter-in-law!"

With a smile, he said, "Even if she wants the stars in the sky, I have to help her think of a way. Queen Mother, you can rest assured that you will not mistreat your grandson's wife!"

The empress dowager had a happy smile on her face as the lines on her tail spread out like the tail of a goldfish. She nodded slightly. "That's great. This is an indescribable joy in my heart."

The wet nurse brought An Ran to the empress dowager and said joyfully: "This servant still has to report the good news to Esteemed Empress Dowager. Ever since the day Wangsun landed, I haven't drunk as much milk as I did tonight. It looks like soon, Wangsun will definitely become a fat boy!"

The empress dowager was overjoyed, and said happily, "Good, good, big fat boy, your little hands and calves are like lotus roots that can be called my pleasure. Reward, Zhong Zheng, send the order, every palace maid in the Hall of Rising Sun will be rewarded with two taels of silver!"

Zhong Zheng laughed and accepted the order, while the palace maid also cheered.

Princess Zhenyuan's heart felt like a huge rock had fallen onto the ground. Now that she saw that An Ran was fine, she felt happy and said to the empress dowager, "Royal Grandmother, being overweight is not good. In the future, when he enters the palace, he will definitely eat all the delicacies in your palace!"

Everyone laughed, but the empress dowager was even more joyous. "Whatever he likes to eat, I'll give him to eat. How can he eat it all?" It's better if you eat it all. Healthy people can only eat it. During those few days when he couldn't drink any milk, This Dowager's heart tensed up. It's really sad! "

When everyone heard this, they thought back to what happened a few days ago. They sighed inwardly and rejoiced inwardly. When she looked at Wen Yi again, she felt even more tender and grateful.

Imperial Concubine Rong knelt in front of the empress dowager and said in shame, "Chenqie is guilty!"

It was rare for the empress dowager to be happy seeing her in such a state. She couldn't help but be angry and frown. "Everything's fine. Why are you kneeling?" What crime? This Dowager doesn't want to hear anything bad right now! "

Imperial Concubine Rong shed tears and said: "Yesterday, because I was too heartbroken, I actually scolded Luo Yi and scolded her. What is rare is that she completely ignored my suspicions and took action to save me when I was safe. If not for her, I think I would have been safe tonight …"

The scolded Wen Yi. The Emperor and Queen knew about it. She hid it from the Empress Dowager and did not tell her.

When the empress dowager heard the Imperial Concubine Rong's words, she stamped her feet repeatedly and berated him, "What is there to say about you? Even if she was angry, how could she scold her daughter-in-law and her grandson's savior? Luo Yi didn't cause An Ran's illness, on the contrary, Luo Yi did her best to save him. No matter how she put it, This Dowager was touched. If it was anyone else who was scolded in such a manner, they would probably just stand by and do nothing even if they had a way to save An Ran. How could I have done such a foolish thing when I saw how clever and loving you used to be? When Luo Yi wakes up, you can personally apologize to her so that she doesn't have any ill feelings towards you. After all, she is An Ran's foster mother and is closely related to you, Yun Gang and Ye Er. Because today is a joyous day, this one will not punish you, but you must coax my grandson's wife, otherwise this one will not forgive you. "

Imperial Concubine Rong nodded repeatedly, and turned to look at Wen Yi, full of regret and guilt.

Hearing Imperial Concubine Rong's words, Song Yunqian's expression softened a little. He originally wanted to seek justice for Wen Yi so that she wouldn't be humiliated in vain. Now that he was asking for forgiveness in front of the empress dowager, his heart became a lot more gentle.

However, in his heart, he suddenly started to hold a grudge. He looked at Wen Yi and silently cursed: "If you wake up, this king won't let you off so easily." For you to recuperate, you pretend to be unharmed and run all over the place, not caring for your body at all.

On the second day, Wen Yi was sent back to the Zhaoyang Palace, and not long after she was sent back, she slowly woke up.

The first thing that entered her eyes was Song Yunqian's gaze that was filled with slight anger and worry. She was startled for a moment, and when she recalled what happened last night, she subconsciously touched her forehead, and said in a somewhat vexed tone: "This is probably going to leave a scar!"

Seeing that she had woken up, Song Yunqian put down the boulder in his heart. After hearing what she said, he could not help but say coldly: "What's a scar? "I wish I was dead."

Wen Yi knew she was guilty, and said softly: "You're not handsome when you're angry."

Yang Luoyi, this king warns you. This time, before your wounds are completely healed, don't even think about taking half a step down. "" What? He glared at her.

Wen Yi called out softly, "Hegemon!"

Song Yunqian scoffed, "You dare to get off the bed and see This King break your dog legs without authority?"

"I'm a human, not a dog!" She rebutted in a low, guilty voice.

Song Yunqian glanced at her indifferently, "You are just like Queen Mother's little fox. The two sisters are the same, making others worry."

Wen Yi rolled her eyes, the two sisters? Little Fox was a little white dog, and a big fat little white dog that only knew how to mess around.

Xiao Ju burst out laughing at the side. Seeing Wen Yi's aggrieved gaze, she immediately comforted him: "Princess, it's alright. Little Fox is extremely cute!"

Song Yunqian glanced at Xiao Ju, and said: "That newborn piglet is also very cute, is your family's Princess this cute?"

Xiao Ju's flushed face did not dare to laugh. As she said that, looking at the Princess's current appearance, she really did look like a newborn baby pig, a bit white and tender in a sorry state.

Wen Yi covered her head with her blanket and said depressingly: "Just make fun of me, who hasn't been laughed at before?"