Inside the vast royal tent, two screens separated the space.
Xie Yuan sat on a low couch behind the first screen.
After cleaning the wound, changing clothes, and administering medication, Xie Yuan remained unconscious despite all the effort.
"Imperial Physician, is Her Majesty alright?"
Helian Chen was still worried, so he grabbed the imperial physician's sleeve and asked him carefully.
The imperial physician tasted bitter; since it concerned the Empress, how could he make a hasty judgment?
"Judging from the pulse, Her Majesty should be fine."
Helian Chen frowned, "Then why has the Empress remained unconscious?"
The imperial physician wiped away his sweat. "Perhaps he's too tired—"
It was a combination of external injury, overwork, and malnutrition. Although the imperial physician was afraid of taking responsibility, he was a man of genuine talent and ability.
Based on his examination, he felt that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Empress should wake up once she had had enough sleep.
But he dared not say such things.
Unexpected accidents are what he fears most, especially as an imperial physician!
Seeing that the imperial physician was cunning and unwilling to make any promises easily, Helian Chen could only sigh inwardly and knew better than to press him further.
Never mind, the Empress's breathing seems steady, so there shouldn't be any major problems.
If Her Majesty still hasn't woken up by tomorrow morning, then it won't be too late to question the imperial physician!
"Alright, I understand! You may leave now!"
Seeing that the imperial physicians were of no use staying, Helian Chen waved his hand and sent them all away.
Before long, only the emperor and empress, who were ill, and Helian Chen remained in the royal tent.
Of course, a few shadow guards were still lurking in the corner.
They lived up to the name "Shadow," protecting Helian Jue at all times.
Helian Chen was truly at a loss, unsure whether to stand or sit, so he could only foolishly wander to the outermost room of the royal tent.
Time passed little by little, and soon it was late at night.
The surroundings fell silent, and inside the royal tent, only the crackling of the candlelight could be heard.
Helian Chen sat cross-legged in the outer room, nodding his head and snoring intermittently.
There was no other way. For the past seven or eight days, the emperor had been in a coma. As his most trusted confidant, Helian Chen not only had to lead the entire group but also had to stay in the royal tent to cover for the emperor's coma.
It's fair to say that he didn't get a single good night's sleep during that period.
It's already quite difficult to get two or three hours of sleep a day.
Today was the most tiring and also the most nerve-wracking.
Heaven knows, when Helian Chen saw the Empress riding at full speed and tumbling off her horse, his heart stopped.
What does it mean to have one's soul scattered and one's spirit dispersed?
What does it mean for the mind to go completely blank?
Helian Chen experienced it all firsthand.
At this moment, although the Empress was still unconscious, she had finally received medical treatment, and the imperial physician said that there was nothing seriously wrong with her.
Helian Chen was finally able to steal a nap.
Whew~
Whew~~
Helian Chen's snoring only served to accentuate the tranquility of the night.
It's now past 2 AM, a time when people are most tired and most likely to fall asleep.
Those who go to bed early are already asleep, while those who go to bed late, like Helian Chen, are already snoring.
Suddenly, a figure began to move in the candlelight.
He wasn't wearing shoes; he was barefoot, and he gently stepped onto the carpet.
He walked around a screen and saw a woman sleeping on a low couch.
The woman's appearance has indeed changed somewhat from before.
Her skin was tanned, her cheeks were thinner, and her once jet-black and smooth hair had become gray and dirty because she hadn't washed it for several days.
Even a woman who was originally very beautiful would look quite disheveled after several days of turmoil.
It's not ugly, but it's definitely not good-looking either.
The figure showed no disgust whatsoever, his beautiful peach blossom eyes gazing intently at the woman.
"Ah Yuan!"
The sound was very soft, almost inaudible.
His tone, however, carried an unyielding affection and endless longing.
More than anything, there was emotion and heartache.
His gaze swept over the few scraps of cloth scattered beside the low couch.
This must have been when the female healer was treating Xie Yuan's wounds. Because of the severe abrasions on his thighs and buttocks, the wounds hadn't been treated in time, and the scabs had formed, even sticking his clothes to the wounds.
The female doctors dared not tear it off forcibly, so they could only cut the undergarment into pieces with scissors.
Then, after dipping the cloth in hot water, they carefully removed the blood-stained fabric piece by piece.
It was too chaotic just now. Although the female doctors and old women cleaned up while they were busy, they took all the debris with them.
However, a few still managed to slip through the net.
The figure bent down and picked up the two or three pieces of clothing.
One of them still had scabs on it.
"It must hurt a lot! Although you can ride a horse, you only ride it occasionally or play polo. You've never ridden such a long distance before."
The figure knelt down before the low couch, clutching the piece of cloth tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed intently on the woman who cared nothing for her image and was willing to risk her life.
"Ah Yuan, were you scared?"
"You've always been a rational and calm person, yet you still did something foolish!"
"What difference does it make whether you arrive a day earlier or a day later? Why work so hard?"
"They've even abandoned their children?"
"...I knew it! My A-Yuan, the one you love most has always been me!"
The figure is Helian Jue, who is "in a coma".
He gazed intently at his sleeping wife, his slightly thin face filled with contentment.
He won his gamble!
Ah Yuan was indeed not possessed by power or by his children. No matter how their identities changed, Ah Yuan was always the same Ah Yuan.
"Perhaps I shouldn't have tested her!"
Why did A-Yuan have to suffer so much for no reason!
Helian Jue told himself this with the last shred of reason he had left.
But soon, that more reckless side of myself said, "If I don't test him, how can I feel A-Yuan's sincerity?"
"Furthermore, the fact that they were able to rush here at such a desperate pace doesn't necessarily prove anything."
"Perhaps she just wanted to see if there was any hope for me?"
"What if I can't save her at all, or if she dies on her own? What will happen to her then?"
"Would he, like Dugu Zhi said, die for me?"
Seeing Xie Yuan's disheveled state and the blood-stained pieces of his clothes, Helian Jue's heart had already softened.
But the stubborn little man inside him overcame reason, and Helian Jue turned back into that morbid madman.
He pursed his thin lips, resisting the urge to reach out and check Xie Yuan's wound, and stood up, returning to his own bed.
Unbeknownst to Helian Jue, the moment he turned to leave, Xie Yuan, lying on the low couch, was trying his best to control his breathing while secretly clenching his fists.
"I knew I was right!"
"The evening is just the beginning; the real show is yet to come!"
"It seems we have no choice but to use our ultimate move."
Xie Yuan felt helpless and powerless. She had married a madman, and all she could do was try to make her and her child's lives better.
Sigh, I just hope this "calamity" will be over soon!
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