“No, no… no need…”
"Your Majesty, I...I am fine. I just...had my period. I will just...go back to my bedroom and rest..."
Upon hearing that Nalan Yunzhi actually planned to ask the imperial physician to treat him, Ouyang Yuming's face suddenly turned even paler, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He clenched his teeth tightly, endured the severe pain in his lower abdomen, and prayed silently in his heart that he could pull through.
He knew very well that if the emperor knew that she was already more than two months pregnant, not only he but also his entire family would face catastrophic disaster...
"Is that so?" Nalan Yunzhi's eyes were sharp as he looked suspiciously at Ouyang Yuming, who was slumped on the ground under the imperial desk with blood oozing from his lower body, as if he wanted to see through this man's disguise and see his true thoughts.
Nalan Yunzhi thought, could it be that Ouyang Yuming deliberately wanted to use this method to arouse her guilt, so that she would make concessions on the matter of Nalan Junxue?
Ouyang Yuming struggled to get up from the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, I...I am really fine. I just had my period. I will go back and clean myself up and rest for a while."
However, as the severe abdominal pain came again like a tide, Ouyang Yuming's body was shaking, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his face, as if he might fall down at any time.
"Mother, Lord Ouyang looks so painful. In my opinion, it would be safer to ask the imperial physician to check his pulse." Hua Qingcheng glanced at Ouyang Yuming leisurely. Seeing that the man looked afraid of being examined by the imperial physician, she said thoughtfully.
Hua Qingcheng thought to herself, if Ouyang Yuming objected, she would be right to insist...
Nalan Yunzhi looked at Hua Qingcheng, and her heart was moved. She had never thought that her legitimate daughter was so kind. Nalan Yunzhi nodded and instructed Guo Dongbing, who was standing beside Ouyang Yuming, "Go and get the imperial physician."
"I obey your order." Guo Dongbing responded, then bowed and walked out of the imperial study, and sent someone to the Imperial Hospital.
"Come here, quickly carry Lord Ouyang to the nearby Yilan Palace!" Nalan Yunzhi ordered sternly.
Following Nalan Yunzhi's order, a group of palace servants filed in. They carefully carried Ouyang Yuming onto a stretcher and walked towards the nearby Yilan Palace, treading on thin ice.
"No... no need, Your Majesty. I... I am... fine..." Ouyang Yu lay on the stretcher, enduring the severe pain in his lower abdomen, and shouted weakly.
Ouyang Yuming prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Nalan Yunzhi would change his mind. However, his weak voice was like a candle in the wind, and was instantly ignored by everyone.
The palace servants carried Ouyang Yuming to a bed in a wing of Yilan Palace. Feng Cailan had already left the palace to avoid suspicion. Nalan Yunzhi and Hua Qingcheng arrived at Yilan Palace together.
As for Gu Changqing, the owner of Yilan Palace, although he felt very disgusted about carrying the bloody Ouyang Yuming to his bedroom, due to the presence of Emperor Nalan Yunzhi, he could only suppress his unhappiness and pretend to be very caring towards Ouyang Yuming, calling him "Brother Yuming" and "Brother Yuming" repeatedly.
The moment he saw Gu Changqing, Ouyang Yuming's despairing eyes suddenly regained their spirit. Ouyang Yuming blinked desperately at Gu Changqing, hoping that he would understand his feelings and cooperate with him.
However, Gu Changqing ignored Ouyang Yuming's hints. He would sometimes frown, sometimes ask a few questions, and still express his concern for Ouyang Yuming in his own way, trying to show off his virtuous personality in front of Nalan Yunzhi. Seeing this, Ouyang Yuming was extremely depressed and almost vomited blood.
Not long after, Du Zhongchun, the director of the Imperial Hospital, hurried to Yilan Palace carrying a medicine box.
"Your servant Du Zhongchun pays homage to the emperor. Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor! Long, long live the emperor!" Seeing that Nalan Yunzhi was also present, Du Zhongchun immediately knelt down and kowtowed in salute.
"Alright, alright. It's already this late and you're still bothering with these empty formalities. It's more important to quickly diagnose Mr. Ouyang Guijun's pulse." Nalan Yunzhi waved his hand impatiently, signaling Du Zhongchun to treat Ouyang Yuming.
"I obey the order."
Du Zhongchun glanced at Ouyang Yuming, who was lying on the bed with a pool of blood under him. His old eyes suddenly widened. He then quickly came to the bedside to feel Ouyang Yuming's pulse.
The moment Ouyang Yuming saw Du Zhongchun, he was immediately frightened out of his wits. On New Year's Eve, because he was vomiting non-stop, Nalan Junxue invited the imperial physician Du Zhongchun, the director of the Imperial Hospital, to help him. It was Du Zhongchun who diagnosed him as being over a month pregnant.
At that time, Nalan Junxue asked Du Zhongchun not to spread the news, citing the delicate nature of the fetus. Knowing the dirty deeds of the imperial palace, Du Zhongchun thought they were afraid the fetus would be persecuted, so he agreed.
Seeing Ouyang Yuming's condition, Du Zhongchun was worried about the fetus, so she hurriedly and carefully checked his pulse. Seeing Ouyang Yuming blinking at her, Du Zhongchun comforted him, "Please relax, Ouyang, I will do my best to treat you."
After carefully feeling Du Zhongchun's pulse, his expression grew increasingly serious. Fearing a misdiagnosis, she repeated the pulse several times, only to find the same result each time.
"Du Zhongchun, what exactly is wrong with Lord Ouyang? Could it be that he has suddenly contracted a serious illness that is beyond medical treatment?" Seeing that the expression on Du Zhongchun's old face kept changing but he just didn't say anything, Nalan Yunzhi urged him impatiently.
Ouyang Yuming, who was paralyzed on the bed, didn't care about the taboos and winked at Du Zhongchun again. At this moment, he hoped that Du Zhongchun would say that he had a terminal illness.
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