Inside the Northern Liang royal palace, the imperial physician gently removed the blood-soaked gauze and changed the dressings and new gauze on Baili Yingfeng and Chen Yuan's wounds.
The ground was covered with blood-stained gauze.
Beads of sweat trickled down Baili Yingfeng's forehead. His face was pale, and his lips were bloodless. He endured the pain without making a sound.
"Bring the King some pain-relieving ointment made from Tian Shan snow lotus," Chen Yuan instructed the imperial physician.
"Yes," the imperial physician replied, head bowed, as he packed his medicine chest.
"No need. Those medicines should be left for the soldiers going to the battlefield." Baili Yingfeng's lips were pale as he shook his head slightly.
"Your Majesty!" Chen Yuan looked at Baili Yingfeng with concern.
"Does my word no longer matter?" Baili Yingfeng spat out the words through gritted teeth, his anger and resentment making his wounds ache even more.
Chen Yuan opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back down.
Baili Yingfeng looked out the window, seemingly deep in thought.
"Your Highness, Consort Nan, you must have already arrived at the Nanyang Imperial Palace," Chen Yuan changed the subject.
He knew that the king had used all the best medicines and quick-healing herbs in the palace on him, which was why his injuries had healed so quickly, while the king's injuries had not yet healed.
The Northern Liang region was rife with poisonous insects and used a lot of medicinal herbs. However, newly planted, high-quality medicinal herbs grew slowly, and those with good therapeutic effects were always in short supply.
"Your Majesty, putting everything else aside, Consort Nan's medical skills are truly remarkable." Chen Yuan recalled the situation that day. If it weren't for Consort Nan's swift treatment, they would probably have already lost their lives by the time they returned to the palace to find the imperial physician to treat their injuries.
“The people of Hongxiu Kingdom are skilled in Gu poison, and Nanfei is a descendant of a medical clan, so her medical skills are naturally excellent.” Baili Yingfeng snorted coldly.
Chen Yuan looked at the king and remained silent for a long time. He knew that since the queen left, the king's heart had been tightly closed.
Over the years, he watched as the king's smiles became fewer and fewer, and his expression grew increasingly sorrowful. Sometimes, he even felt that the king had no more attachment to this world.
The king harbored prejudice and preconceived aversion towards Consort Nan. The more he disliked her, the less willing he was to understand her. And because he was unwilling to understand her, he was naturally unable to resolve the misunderstanding and eliminate his aversion.
"Your Majesty, why didn't Consort Nan escape during the chaos that day?" Chen Yuan asked.
"Hmph, who knows why that woman is lingering in Beiliang and refusing to leave."
"Could she have some other purpose?" Baili Yingfeng looked out the window.
[What exactly is this woman thinking that he hasn't figured out?]
Chen Yuan sighed, realizing the conversation hadn't gone this far!
"Father, are you alright?" A soft, childlike voice interrupted Baili Yingfeng's thoughts.
That evening, Baili Mingwen arrived at Baili Yingfeng's bedchamber.
He was very worried about his father's injury, but everyone was busy, so he could only come over at night.
Although my father can be very fierce at times, I was raised by him.
Father must not be harmed!
Seeing the worried look on Baili Mingwen's face, Baili Yingfeng's expression softened considerably. He beckoned to Baili Mingwen, "Come here."
For once, Baili Mingwen obediently approached Baili Yinfeng.
Baili Mingwen looked Baili Yingfeng up and down, carefully examining whether the wounds on his body and face had improved.
Baili Yingfeng held the inscription in his arms and said softly, "I'm fine."
Baili Mingwen nodded, relieved to see that his father was alright.
He pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something. He looked at Baili Yingfeng with some fear, afraid that what he said would anger his father and harm his mother.
"Father, Mother has no one to protect her, and Mingwen is worried about her safety." After Baili Mingwen finished speaking, he lowered his head and dared not look Baili Yingfeng in the eye.
It's my mother again. Baili Yingfeng sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
Why is this child so stubborn?
Who did he inherit this stubborn nature from?
"That day, Mother held Mingwen in her arms and told him not to be afraid and to hide well from now on," Baili Mingwen said in his childish voice, recalling the day he encountered the assassin.
"My mother's embrace is so warm and soft, even more comfortable than my father's." As he spoke, Baili Mingwen actually laughed.
Seeing his son's sunny and happy side, Baili Yingfeng was stunned for a moment.
"You like her that much?"
"Yes, I like it."
"Yes, Father understands."
"Chen Yuan, send a few secret guards to Nanyang to protect Miao Nanyan. I will not allow her to die. She will not die."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will make the arrangements immediately," Chen Yuan replied, bowing respectfully.
...
"Your Majesty, how much longer do we have to wait here?!" Yun Jin complained in a low voice. She rubbed her aching legs, her eyelids drooping, and she was clearly sleepy.
It was already very late at night, and they had been busy traveling for the past few days, enduring long journeys and exhaustion, leaving them completely worn out.
They had come to celebrate the little princess's first birthday, but as soon as they arrived at the palace, they were stopped by the people from the Court of State Ceremonial, who said that something had happened in Anqing Hall and that it was not appropriate for foreign guests to enter at this time.
"Does the royal family of Nanyang look down on Beiliang? Why are they just leaving us here like this?" Xiangling asked Miao Nanyan in a low voice, somewhat suspiciously.
"Don't talk nonsense, we're in Nanyang." Miao Nanyan stopped the maids from talking nonsense in time.
"Your Highness, Consort Nan." A middle-aged man in official robes entered and bowed slightly to Consort Nan to show his respect and welcome.
"Consort Nan has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."
Ge Tiancheng of the Court of State Ceremonial arranged for Consort Nan and her entourage to stay in the palace, a place specifically for receiving foreign guests.
"May I ask your honorable surname, sir?" Miao Nanyan returned the greeting politely. She was unsure whether, according to the etiquette of Nanyang, a concubine like herself should bow to this minister, but to be on the safe side and avoid gossip, she still performed the curtsy that a woman would give to a man.
"Your Highness, please call me 'Your Majesty,' or 'Old Ge' will suffice." Upon seeing Miao Nanyan bow, Ge Tiancheng quickly bowed and returned the greeting.
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