Leng Zian's words were like pearls, but also full of thorns, which made people feel uncomfortable and awkward to listen to.

Luo Lan stood there with a calm expression. She knew that whether for Xiaozhi or for the overall situation, she could not let Leng Zian do anything extreme, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

After hearing Leng Zian's scolding and doubts, Luo Lan tried her best to calm down the anger in her heart. If it weren't for Xiaozhi, she really wanted to quit and leave, but Xiaozhi's life was not something she could joke with.

She picked up her dress and took two quick steps, blocking Leng Yu who was about to speak back. Facing Leng Zian's angry eyes, she spoke word by word:

"I will not let you through this door today. If you really want to see me, please come back in three days."

Seeing that she was still determined, Leng Zian gritted his teeth, pointed at the door, and said viciously:

"Do you really want me to force my way in?"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Lan suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted at the top of his voice:

"You want your son to die, go ahead."

After saying this, she pulled Leng Yu aside and said calmly:

"If the Imperial Uncle is unwilling to wait for three days, then you can break in. However, from the moment you step through this door, I, Shui Luolan, will not interfere in Xiaozhi's life or death."

When she said this, her expression became extremely serious, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a deep gaze that made people dare not look directly at it.

Time stood still here, everyone present held their breath, Leng Zian was also chewing over what Luo Lan had just said, hesitating to move forward.

Leng Yu put his hand on hers and squeezed it hard to try to calm her down.

Thinking of Xiaozhi, Leng Zian's heart suddenly softened again. On the day Xiaozhi was injured, everyone shook their heads and sighed, and only Luo Lan said that he could save him. If he really broke in like this, according to Luo Lan's temper, she would definitely turn around and leave. What if Xiaozhi was getting better as she said, then as a father, wouldn't he be harming his own son?

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists, looked at Luo Lan coldly, and said angrily with resentment:

"I'll come again on the tenth day. If you don't let me see you again, I'll flatten this place."

After leaving these harsh words, he shook his hands, snorted coldly, and strode away. The guards who came with him followed closely behind him.

Seeing him leave, Luo Lan breathed a sigh of relief like a deflated balloon. Leng Yu quickly placed his hands on her shoulders, supporting her somewhat exhausted body while softly comforting her.

"Lan'er, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

Luo Lan shook his head helplessly, "I'm not afraid of being wronged. For Xiaozhi, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little. I just hope he can get better soon."

Leng Yu tightened his arms and held her in his arms. Looking at her pale face, he felt distressed. He was afraid that Leng Zian's disturbance just now would affect her mood, so he sighed and comforted her again:

"Xiao Zhi will be fine. The emperor's uncle is quite straightforward. He must have heard gossip from someone to cause trouble here. Don't take it to heart."

Luo Lan pursed his lips and gave a helpless smile, looking into the distance with empty eyes, muttering:

"I don't blame him for being suspicious, nor do I blame others for gossiping behind his back. So many days have passed, and no one except me has seen Xiao Zhi. Everyone would think that given Xiao Zhi's condition at the time, he would have died by now, so I can't blame him for being impatient."

She couldn't explain to others about Xiaozhi being in the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, so she could only prevent others from seeing him in the short term. This also caused Leng Zian to have some doubts about him. She felt that there was nothing wrong with Leng Zian's suspicion. As a father, he should do so.

Thinking of this, she raised her eyes to meet Leng Yu's affectionate eyes and asked softly:

"How's the investigation going into Xiaozhi's case?"

Hearing her ask this, Leng Yu's relaxed expression suddenly tensed up. He thought for a moment and replied with a serious expression:

"We haven't found any clues yet. The person who knew about the incident is dead. It looked like he fell into the water, but he was actually hanged to death."

Luo Lan frowned slightly, sighed deeply, and a nameless worry surged in his heart.

Xiaozhi's identity is already special, and now he is inexplicably injured. This matter is extraordinary. In the deep palace, people's hearts are really complicated, and human lives are treated as grass.

…

On the evening of the ninth day of the first lunar month, in the imperial study, Luo Lan came to see the emperor at his behest. After paying her respects, she stood with her hands in front of her, waiting for the emperor to ask her questions.

There were only the emperor and her here. Eunuch Liu called her here under the cover of night. This summons was rather covert. She knew that the emperor must want to know about Xiao Zhi.

After pondering for a while, the emperor finally sighed and asked:

"Tell me the truth, so I can make plans early."

Luo Lan blinked at his incomprehensible words, looked up in confusion, and asked in surprise:

"Where does the emperor get this from?"

The Emperor stood up from the dragon throne and walked slowly to her side. Only two feet away from her, he stood with his hands behind his back and murmured:

"I know you're delaying for fear that the Prince of Zhennan will stir up trouble. Is that child... hopeless?"

Luo Lan was startled by the emperor's question. It turned out that it was not only the Prince of Zhennan who was suspicious of her, but the emperor himself as well.

She frowned slightly, her eyes flickered, she slowly bowed and replied softly:

"Luo Lan doesn't have any ambitions to consider the country and the world, nor am I as scheming as the emperor said. I just want to save Xiao Zhi, that's all."

Her voice was unusually cold, even with a hint of dissatisfaction.

The Emperor paced a few steps with his hands behind his back, then suddenly stopped, his pupils drooping, and asked again:

"Is there really a chance that the child will be alive?"

"He's alive now."

Luo Lan didn't want to explain more because she knew that in this situation, it would be useless for her to explain more, and the facts were the best explanation.

The emperor seemed a little anxious. Now, throughout the palace, even the palace servants suspected that Xiao Zhi was dead and that this was a torture trick by Luo Lan. Except for Leng Yu, no one believed that she could save Xiao Zhi. This made the emperor feel a little at a loss.

He originally wanted to transfer troops back to the capital to prepare for emergencies, but he was afraid that Leng Zian would find out, which would cause unnecessary disputes in advance.

Although he was not afraid of the few tens of thousands of soldiers under the Prince of Zhennan, he was also afraid that others would say that he, the emperor, could not tolerate his own brothers and was a tyrant who killed his brothers and nephews.

He wanted to hear the truth from Luo Lan so that he would know what to do, but Luo Lan only replied to him briefly, and his answers were quite perfunctory.

When he was hesitating, someone suddenly rushed in from outside, shouting as he walked.

"Humph! I've long suspected that you had planned this in advance, and now it seems to be true. You are truly unreasonable."