Qian Shengyan: ...
Wait a minute, so is she dead?
Should she be posthumously granted a title, or should she be buried according to the rites for an Imperial Noble Consort?
No way! She's been a ghost in front of her own parents for so many years, she can't come back to continue being a ghost!
She just wanted to be a human being!
"No..." Qian Shengyan made a muffled sound, her fingers twitching slightly. She wanted to refuse. She didn't want to be posthumously granted a title. She could still be saved. She wanted to live. She still had to raise her son and wait to become the Empress Dowager!
But her voice was so weak that no one heard her. Qian Shengyan tried to move again, but then a huge pain shot through her chest, making her groan.
"Huh?" The person closest to her, Folgochun, seemed to have heard something. Just as she was about to turn around, she saw Yinzhen stride in.
He walked to the bedside and sat down. He glanced at the eunuch who was delivering the imperial decree, casually waved him away, and then, just as he was about to take Qian Shengyan's hand, he suddenly stopped.
"Your Majesty..." Just as Folgochun was about to bow, he was stopped by Folgochun's hand.
Yinzhen's fingers twitched slightly, and his lips trembled. He wanted to grasp Qian Shengyan's hand, but when he reached out, he dared not hold it. He could only say, with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Yanyan... are your fingers moving?"
"Mother!" Ferguchun immediately rushed to the bedside. Seeing Qian Shengyan's fingers actually moving, she couldn't help but burst into tears, saying, "I knew it! I thought I heard Mother's voice just now!"
"Voice!" Yinzhen repeated blankly, then suddenly bent down, brought his ear close to Qian Shengyan's face, and pressed it against her lips.
Sure enough, she was speaking.
"It hurts? It hurts!" Yinzhen suddenly stood up and roared, "Where are the imperial physicians! Where are they all? Can't you hear the Consort crying out in pain! Come and treat me! I won't allow the Consort to be in pain!"
Imperial Physician Liu happened to be there as well. Upon hearing this, he was not afraid, but rather overjoyed: "Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Imperial Noble Consort has woken up! The fact that she can feel pain means that the Imperial Noble Consort is about to regain consciousness!"
"Is this really true?" Yinzhen was stunned.
Hearing the commotion, Hongli rushed in. After Liu Yuanpan finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, and his shoulders began to tremble.
Qian Shengyan was seriously injured and her body was too weak. She tried for a long time but could not say anything more. She only felt intense pain and then fainted again.
When she woke up again, everything was still pitch black.
"...They're not really going to lock me in a coffin, are they..." Qian Shengyan murmured, but she felt weak and couldn't even lift her hand, let alone push the coffin lid open.
That's it, she doesn't even have a chance to come back to life.
But to her surprise, someone moved beside her, and the next moment, a familiar male voice rang out: "Yanyan?"
"Your Majesty?" Qian Shengyan was taken aback. What happened? They were buried together?
"You're awake? Yan Yan, don't sleep yet, talk to me..." Yinzhen quickly got up, and at the same time called out, "Someone come here! The Imperial Concubine has woken up, quickly summon the imperial physician!"
As the lights were lit one by one, Qian Shengyan was finally able to see everything clearly.
It was still the familiar Qingyan Palace of the Nine Provinces, and the same Yinzhen, exactly as when she left.
In an instant, Qian Shengyan's tears flowed uncontrollably. She tried to raise her hand to touch Yinzhen's face, but her chest still ached terribly. She could only raise her hand a little bit, but Yinzhen immediately grasped her hand and guessed what she wanted. He bent down deeply, gently pulled her hand, and placed it on his face.
He smiled gently and affectionately: "I knew you would wake up."
Qian Shengyan's eyes were brimming with tears, and she opened her mouth, but no words came out.
She really wanted to ask him, "Aren't you afraid?" As the emperor, sharing a bed with someone who had been unconscious for so long, what if she suddenly collapsed in the middle of the night? How unlucky that would be!
Yinzhen gently pinched her cheek: "Don't overthink it." Then he called out loudly, "Where's the imperial physician!"
The attending physician, Liu, quickly arrived and examined Qian Shengyan's pulse. He said that her condition had stabilized and there was basically no danger. She just needed to rest and recover until her injuries healed.
"Don't move the wound until it's completely scabbed over and healed." Imperial Physician Liu stroked his beard, finally showing a slight smile. "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Imperial Noble Consort! This great ordeal has surely brought you great fortune!"
Everyone in the hall followed Judge Liu's words and bowed down to congratulate the Emperor and the Imperial Noble Consort.
Yinzhen let out a long sigh of relief, and Fuerguochun and Hongli, who had run over upon hearing the commotion, almost burst into tears again.
The children wanted to come closer to their mother, but they dared not approach because Yinzhen was still there.
Qian Shengyan lay on the bed, seeing that they had long been unable to restrain themselves, and with a hoarse voice, she could only speak very softly: "Hongli, Foerguochun! Come here and let your mother hug you!"
"Mother!!"
Fuerguochun had already started crying, and Hongli's eyes were also red. The two rushed to the bedside, but were stopped by Yinzhen.
“Your mother’s wound is still painful, and she can’t lift her hand. Let’s just take a look at her for now,” he said.
Even so, the two children were quite content.
They lay by the bed, gazing longingly at Qian Shengyan. Qian Shengyan with her eyes open, Qian Shengyan who could smile, Qian Shengyan who could move.
I can't get enough of it.
Finally, Su Peisheng reminded the two young masters that it was getting late and they should go back to rest. Only then did the two reluctantly leave.
After everyone had left, Qingxue served Qian Shengyan a cup of ginseng soup and then withdrew.
Qian Shengyan smacked her lips. The familiar taste made her realize that this ginseng soup had probably been keeping her alive all this time.
Only then did she remember a question, and after gathering her strength, she asked, "Your Majesty, how long was I unconscious?"
“It’s been twelve days,” Yinzhen sighed. “Yanyan, you…you’re so foolish…”
Qian Shengyan was stunned for a moment before she remembered what he meant—the reason for her injury. She took a breath and smiled, "I don't know why I was so foolish. I didn't think about anything at the time, I only remembered that Your Majesty couldn't be injured."
“You…” Yinzhen stroked her somewhat dull hair with his large hand, but only felt warmth. He sighed, “If you don’t wake up soon, Hongli and I will not be able to hold on.”
Being unconscious for twelve days is indeed quite frightening.
Qian Shengyan sighed inwardly. Looking at Yinzhen, who also had dark circles under his eyes, she tugged at his robe and whispered, "Your Majesty, please go to sleep."
"I want to look at you a little longer," Yinzhen said gently.
Qian Shengyan had no choice but to go along with him, but Yinzhen still got into bed, leaned against the pillow, and stroked Qian Shengyan's hair gently, his eyes never leaving her.
Qian Shengyan was almost embarrassed. She tried to raise her hand to cover her face, saying, "I look ugly right now, don't I?"
(Should there be another update?)
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