"Host, host! Here they come!" Sensing two auras approaching rapidly, the Pearl of All Worlds excitedly floated in front of Yan Tinglan.
Yu Tongchen, also known as Yan Tinglan, sat up from the recliner and glanced at it indifferently, "Speak softly."
Noisy all day long.
"oh."
"Go ahead, tell me the mission target."
"The target of the mission is Princess Yong'an Zhu Fuli, the orphan of General Zhu who died in battle. She was summoned to the palace to become a concubine just a month ago."
"Host, she will drown in three days because of saving the eldest prince Yan Chengfeng. You should leave quickly!"
Yan Tinglan stood up and looked at the two shadows that were already in front of him, his eyes cold: "Then let's go."
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"Help! Help..." Yan Chengfeng struggled in the water. The lake water flooded his mouth and nose. He gradually became weaker and his consciousness became blurred.
A figure rushed into the lake, lifted Yan Chengfeng up and swam towards the shore.
Yan Chengfeng opened his eyes with difficulty, and blurry eyes met the eyes of the person who saved him, and finally fell into darkness.
After pushing Yan Chengfeng ashore, Zhu Fuli wanted to climb ashore, but he couldn't help coughing in his throat. The breath he had been holding dissipated instantly, and his body lost strength and fell into the lake.
Sweeping away by the lake water, Zhu Fuli's consciousness gradually faded away.
Yan Chengfeng on the shore suddenly opened his eyes and choked on some water. A cold look flashed in his eyes. He sat up, saw his wet hands, and looked into the lake in horror.
Seeing the morning light falling to the bottom of the lake, Yan Chengfeng crawled over subconsciously, "My Lady! Don't!"
Yan Tinglan arrived and grabbed him by the back of his collar and threw him away, then jumped into the lake, put his arm around Zhu Fuli's waist and brought her up.
Yan Chengfeng was thrown away and his vision went dark.
Ignoring Yan Chengfeng who fell to the ground, Yan Tinglan took advantage of the cover of his body to check the man's pulse and patted Zhu Fuli on the back.
"Father?!" After Yan Chengfeng got up, he was very surprised to see Yan Tinglan, but he was still worried that Zhu Fuli had the upper hand, so he stumbled towards Zhu Fuli.
"Is the Imperial Concubine okay?"
Zhu Fuli choked on the water, opened his eyes slightly, took a look, and then fainted again.
Yan Tinglan met her gaze as she tried hard to see clearly, and his hands that were loosely around her waist couldn't help but tighten.
"Empress Dowager!" Yan Chengfeng panicked.
Pulled back by Yan Chengfeng's scream, Yan Tinglan glanced at him and said, "She just fainted. Keep silent."
This weird little guy seems to be howling.
Upon hearing this, Yan Chengfeng let out a breath, felt dizzy, and fell to the ground.
Behind her, a large group of palace servants came, and Ulala knelt on the ground, shouting "Long live the emperor!"
"Call the imperial physician." Yan Tinglan picked the person up and walked towards Changle Palace.
The personal eunuch Zhang Yuanlu glanced at Yan Tinglan, who didn't even look at the eldest prince Yan Chengfeng beside him, bent down to pick him up, and hurriedly followed behind Yan Tinglan.
Seeing Yan Tinglan holding Zhu Fuli in with an expressionless face, and water still dripping from their bodies, Zhu Fuli's two big maids, Si Shu and Si Qi, were startled. They didn't even bother to greet Yan Tinglan, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with the queen?"
Yan Tinglan handed the person to them and said, "Change your clothes."
After taking a look at the unconscious person, Yan Tinglan turned and went to the outer hall.
"Your Majesty, the eldest prince..." Zhang Yuanlu came in holding Yan Chengfeng and looked at Yan Tinglan.
Yan Tinglan lowered his eyes and took Yan Chengfeng's hand, put his fingers on his pulse, pinched his face and flipped his eyelids, then pointed to the soft couch next to him, "Take off your clothes, dry them, and stuff them in."
Zhang Yuanlu followed his instructions and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, didn't the emperor value the eldest prince the most before? Why does it seem that he doesn't care about him as much after being seriously injured?
Several imperial doctors arrived breathlessly, and Zhang Yuanlu quickly called them to go and take the patient's pulse.
Yan Tinglan sat on the chair with wet clothes and lowered eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Your Majesty, I have asked someone to bring some clean clothes. Would you like to change first?"
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