"The weather has been gloomy these past two days, and it looks like it's about to rain at any moment. There was thunder today, so it looks like it's going to rain soon," the palace maid explained.
Thunder... Nan Zhiyun had always been a little afraid of it. In her past life, after she and Yu Jingchen improved their relationship... every time there was thunder, he would rush over, and she would snuggle into his arms, and he would tell her stories. It's a pity... those are all in the past, and they probably won't happen again.
The palace maid looked at Nan Zhiyun, hesitating several times as if she wanted to speak, but seemed to be worried about something.
Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer: "Your Majesty... after you came out that day, His Majesty was trapped in the sea of fire, he..." But before the palace maid could finish speaking, Nan Zhiyun interrupted her.
"Alright, I don't want to hear it anymore. There's no need to say any more. He's the emperor, and his affairs are naturally none of my business." Nan Zhiyun inexplicably began to resist this, but was it dislike, fear, or some other reason?
Even with Nan Zhiyun's condition, the palace maid did not give up. She immediately knelt down: "Your Highness, please forgive me and allow me to finish. His Majesty refused to come out that day, but later he couldn't hold on any longer and fainted in the fire. It was only then that the palace maids brought His Majesty out. However... His Majesty has many injuries and was hit by heavy burning objects, so his condition is not good. In addition, he stayed in the palace for too long and inhaled too much smoke... Your Highness, please forgive me, His Majesty has not yet woken up..." the palace maid said.
Nan Zhiyun was somewhat dazed. What was the point of telling her all this? Even if she knew, what could she do? Could she wake her up?
"You may leave. I want to be alone for a while." Nan Zhiyun's tone was calm. The palace maid wanted to continue, but seeing Nan Zhiyun turn over, she couldn't say anything more.
"Yes, this servant takes her leave..." This time, the palace maid didn't disturb her further and left the room. The moment she stepped out of the main hall, she remembered what Eunuch Xinglai had told her, instructing her to tell the Empress these things... but the Empress didn't seem to care much...
Nan Zhiyun lay on her side, her mind replaying the palace maid's words. She had thought Yu Jingchen was truly invincible... but it turned out he could have such moments too. She suddenly wondered, if Yu Jingchen woke up, would he hold a grudge? Wake up? Did she want him to wake up? Wasn't his current state her fault? So she should be hoping he never woke up...
Just as Nan Zhiyun was thinking this, another loud clap of thunder sounded outside. Nan Zhiyun was terrified, and the thunder made her tremble slightly. She was scared, but who could she turn to now? Nan Zhiyun pulled the blanket up to cover half of her face, but it didn't seem to have much effect.
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Imperial Dragon Palace
Yu Jingchen was still unconscious. Fortunately, someone was watching over him, and his anxiety was evident from the expression on his face. His Majesty... had never been so vulnerable before, nor had he ever suffered such a serious injury.
Thunder roared outside, and Yu Jingchen seemed to react. He, like Nan Zhiyun, had the same dream: in his dream, Nan Su, the Empress Dowager, and Yu Jing'an conspired to rebel, and he personally killed Nan Su. There was also a sea of fire… Nan Zhiyun, Nan Zhiyun was inside… no, that was the Empress Dowager…
There was also Nan Zhiyun's desperate cries, my forceful possession of Nan Zhiyun, and... making her lose her mind... Why did I treat her like that?
Yu Jingchen's head throbbed. Was this life all Nan Zhiyun's memories? So she hated him, right?
Then, a loud bang and thunder roared, and Yu Jingchen's consciousness was suddenly brought back to its senses, and he woke up.
"Your Majesty?" Xinglai was startled when he got out of bed, followed by a feeling of surprise.
"She's afraid of thunder..." Yu Jingchen's voice sounded off, terribly hoarse. Undoubtedly, his throat had been damaged from inhaling too much smoke...
But how could he possibly have time to talk about such things now? He threw back the covers and immediately got out of bed. Xinglai tried to stop him but was pushed away; her injuries ached terribly, and every movement hurt…
Yu Jingchen walked straight outside, not even bothering to put on his shoes and socks. His face was deathly pale, and blood seeped through his clothes from the sudden movement. He went straight to He'an Palace because Nan Zhiyun was there. She was afraid of thunder, and what would happen to her if he wasn't there?
Yu Jingchen's sudden appearance startled the palace servants, but he paid no heed and went straight into the hall. As soon as he entered, he saw Nan Zhiyun curled up in a ball, but in that instant, he seemed to feel a little scared...
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