NFBE Chapter 23 The Wound Opens
Chapter 23 The Wound Opens
"Alright, you may leave. I am fine. The imperial physician will be here to treat me shortly," Jiang Qingyan said calmly, closing her eyes.
Lu Nian really wanted to take off Jiang Qingyan's tattered dragon robe and apply medicine to her, but he was just a subject and dared not overstep his bounds. Hearing Jiang Qingyan say that, he could only bow and obediently retreat.
Upon reaching the outside of the palace, she happened to run into Eunuch Wang and the imperial physician hurrying back. Lu Nian handed the wound medicine to the physician and whispered:
"This is the best medicine for wounds. Don't tell the Emperor that this was given to you by this general."
The imperial physician accepted the wound medicine and nodded in understanding. Lu Nian watched them enter the palace, feeling slightly relieved.
However, he did not leave, but waited quietly outside the hall.
Shortly after, the imperial physician emerged from the palace and nodded slightly to Lu Nian, indicating that the emperor's injuries were not serious.
Lu Nian breathed a sigh of relief. A moment later, as if he had thought of something, his eyes were filled with determination. He gripped the imperial edict tightly in his hand and used his skillful lightness skill to approach the Imperial Guard.
Meanwhile, inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Jiang Qingyan was hunched over, leaning on the table, staring intently at the wound medicine on it…
She was so afraid of being exposed as a woman that she didn't even dare to let anyone serve her when she was injured and needing medicine...
A wave of sadness washed over me. How many nights had the original owner endured, suffering countless injuries from Empress Dowager Rui's torment, all by herself?
A sharp pain shot through the wound on her back again. Jiang Qingyan took a deep breath and slowly peeled off the tattered dragon robe layer by layer, then slowly removed her undergarments…
She struggled to untie her breast binder; the bloodstains on it were slightly dried, and the innermost layer was somewhat stuck to the wound. Each tear brought excruciating pain…
Jiang Qingyan gritted her teeth and simply ripped it off, letting out a muffled groan of pain, "Ah!"
Upon hearing this, Eunuch Wang outside the door felt a pang of anxiety, yet dared not enter the hall to serve him…
The Emperor was always like this; every time he was punished by the Empress Dowager, he would lock himself up, forbidding anyone to come near him or serve him, and forbidding anyone to see his distress…
Little did Eunuch Wang know that neither the original owner nor Jiang Qingyan possessed such resilient and strong-willed personalities. They were clearly afraid that taking off their clothes would expose their large breasts! They had no choice but to silently endure it!
Jiang Qingyan reluctantly applied the medicine haphazardly. After all, her injury was on her back, and she couldn't see it, so she could only apply it wherever it hurt.
To be honest, the medicine the imperial physician brought was quite effective. After applying it, the pain was reduced by more than half, and my back felt cool and refreshed...
Jiang Qingyan found a new set of clothes in the hall, changed into them, and slowly stepped out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"Take it and burn it," Jiang Qingyan said indifferently, tossing the dragon robe and undergarments, both with two tears, to Eunuch Wang.
"Is His Majesty going back to Chaoyang Palace? This old servant will immediately send someone to prepare for his journey..." Eunuch Wang took the clothes with both hands and bowed as he spoke.
Jiang Qingyan nodded, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Go and convey the imperial decree to summon Consort Ning to serve you in bed."
She couldn't let Mo Ting see her like this, otherwise would he dare to come and serve her in bed again?
A question mark flashed through Wang's mind: Didn't the Emperor choose the Regent Prince tonight? And the Regent Prince… is still waiting for the Emperor to return to his bed in the Chaoyang Palace…
And the Emperor is injured on his back... Can he manage?
"Just go when I tell you to. What are you doing, rolling your eyes around like that?" Jiang Qingyan said with a hint of impatience.
At the entrance of Chaoyang Palace, Jiang Qingyan took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, straightened her clothes, and strode inside, casually placing the brocade box back on the table.
Meanwhile, Mo Ting... remained in the same position Jiang Qingyan had taken when she left, his upper body bare, lying on the couch, his eyes gently closed...
Hearing Jiang Qingyan's footsteps, Mo Ting opened his eyes, staring intently at her figure, his eyes filled with worry, and... anticipation...
Jiang Qingyan picked up the black outer robe from the ground, threw it at Mo Ting, and said coldly without expression:
"You should go home first tonight."
Mo Ting froze, his heart sinking instantly. Tonight… the Emperor didn’t want him again…
Was he not good enough? Or was the Empress Dowager making things difficult for the Emperor again...?
Just then, Eunuch Wang's voice rang out from outside the door:
"Your Majesty, Consort Ning has arrived."
"Let her in," Jiang Qingyan said to Eunuch Wang outside the door, her face still expressionless as she stared at Mo Ting's face.
The door opened, and Ning Ruyu, wearing a thin, light pink flowing dress, walked in with light steps.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects." A blush crept onto Ning Ruyu's face; the Emperor had finally summoned her to his bedchamber once more…
Mo Ting frowned, displeased, and said:
"Does Your Majesty want Consort Ning to see my body now?"
Ning Ruyu heard a male voice coming from the bed and her heart skipped a beat. Could the person on the bed be the Regent?
Although she had heard rumors of the Regent's advances to the Emperor's bedchamber, she still found it hard to accept that she had actually witnessed it firsthand. Sigh... Being the Emperor's woman is truly difficult; one has to compete for favor with other women and with men as well.
"Yu'er, please stand behind the screen and wait until the Regent is dressed before you come in," Jiang Qingyan said softly.
"Yes." Ning Ruyu obediently stood still.
Mo Ting glanced at the screen, then reached out and pulled Jiang Qingyan over, flipping her over and pressing her onto the couch. He then captured her lips in his mouth, sucking on them passionately…
Jiang Qingyan felt a sharp pain in her back wound from the impact, the wound reopened, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She then shoved Mo Ting away abruptly, slapped him hard, and angrily said:
"Mo Ting, how dare you!"
Mo Ting was somewhat surprised by the slap. When he kissed the Emperor before, the Emperor's reaction was clearly that he liked him... How come he came back as a completely different person after going out?
"Put your clothes on and get out of here." Jiang Qingyan's tone was extremely cold, chilling Mo Ting to the bone...
Mo Ting paused for a moment, got up, dressed, and glanced at Jiang Qingyan leaning against the couch, his tone full of resentment:
"But His Majesty chose my name today..."
Jiang Qingyan did not respond to him, but instead said to the screen, "Ruyu, come in."
At this moment, Jiang Qingyan's voice was unusually gentle, a stark contrast to her attitude towards Mo Ting just now.
Ning Ruyu, behind the screen, was clearly frightened by the sounds inside. She lowered her head and walked to Jiang Qingyan's side, her eyes filled with tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Jiang Qingyan took her hand and gently comforted her, "Ruyu, don't cry. You were frightened just now."
Seeing this, Mo Ting was filled with rage. He hadn't expected Jiang Qingyan to be so biased towards this woman, completely disregarding his feelings.
He gritted his teeth, intending to turn and leave immediately, but his legs seemed to stand rooted to the spot as if they wouldn't obey him...
"Is the Regent going to stay and supervise my intimate moments with my concubine?" Jiang Qingyan glanced at him and sneered.
"I almost forgot, the Regent has always been so concerned about my bedroom affairs."