RPAGF Chapter 200 The People Who Returned After Surviving the Calamity
Chapter 200 The People Who Returned After Surviving the Calamity
"what?"
The emperor jumped up from his chair, and Lan Zhi felt a chill from the underworld instantly wash over her.
The emperor raised his hand and questioned in a stern voice.
Where is the person who came back to report the news?
"The man in the Crown Prince's residence is seriously injured, and I'm afraid... I'm afraid he has no chance of survival."
Upon hearing this news, Lan Zhi felt unsteady and fell backward, but fortunately, A Qi caught her.
"Master, are you okay?"
After waving her hand and shaking her head, Lan Zhi came before the Emperor, bowed, and said:
"Father, I wish to return to the Crown Prince's residence to see if the person who came can still be saved."
Without the slightest hesitation, the Emperor waved his hand.
"Qin Shun, arrange a carriage to send the Crown Princess back to the Crown Prince's residence."
Qin Shun hurriedly bowed and agreed.
"Old slave understands."
After paying her respects to the Emperor, Lan Zhi walked slowly outside with heavy steps.
Watching her retreating figure, Mrs. Lin, sitting in the crowd, suddenly felt a pang of heartache. This inexplicable heartache made her feel a tightness in her chest.
Sitting next to her, Lin Yuwei felt a sense of schadenfreude, as if her wish had been fulfilled.
From the moment she decided to marry Wei Jianxun, she began to hate Wei Jianning and wished he were dead so she could see Lan Zhi heartbroken.
To be more precise, she didn't hate Wei Jianning, but Lan Zhi.
Madam Lin covered her chest and stood up, saying:
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I suddenly feel a tightness in my chest and would like to go back to rest."
With the Crown Prince's fate unknown, there was no need to continue the royal New Year's Eve dinner. The Emperor immediately waved his hand.
"Everyone may leave now. Lord Zhu, Lord Lin, Lord Hu, Lord Sun, please stay."
Upon hearing this, everyone rose to their feet, bowed to the Emperor and Empress Dowager, and then withdrew.
With the help of Granny Sun, the Empress Dowager left the main hall.
The news of Wei Jianning's sudden disappearance surprised the Empress Dowager, but she did not feel any heartache.
She even thought that if Wei Jianning never came back, she would let Ming'er succeed to the position of Crown Prince.
“Great-grandmother, my sister has left on urgent business. I would like to go back and visit her tomorrow.”
"Ming'er, it's New Year's Day today, aren't you going to stay and keep your great-grandmother company? Besides, we have to offer incense to our ancestors first thing tomorrow morning. You're a grandson of the Wei family, how can you not stay?"
Seeing the Empress Dowager's displeasure, Ming'er glanced helplessly at Lan Zhi's departing figure and nodded, saying:
"Okay, I'll stay with you tomorrow."
The Empress Dowager immediately nodded happily.
"Ming'er is such a good boy, he will surely achieve great things in the future."
Clearly, she had given up hope that Wei Jianning would return alive, and she had even come up with a reason to ask the Emperor to appoint Ming'er as the new Crown Prince.
On the way out of the palace, Lan Zhi was extremely anxious. Lin Yuwei supported Madam Lin as she walked behind her. Looking at her slightly thin back, Madam Lin's heart clenched painfully, and her body trembled involuntarily.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Yuwei noticed the subtle change in her expression, tightened her cloak, and asked with concern.
You seemed to shiver just now, were you cold?
Unable to explain her inexplicable trembling, Mrs. Lin could only nod in acknowledgment.
"Yes, it's going to snow after the New Year. The weather is indeed a bit cold."
As she said this, her gaze remained fixed on Lan Zhi, who was walking ahead...
At this moment, Lan Zhi was eager to leave the palace. She wanted to know if there was any possibility of saving the person who had returned with the news, and she also wanted to know what had happened to Wei Jianning...
No wonder she felt depressed this morning and Wei Jianning's image kept appearing in her mind. So something happened to him. What should she do if something really happened to him?
She dared not think about it too much, nor did she dare to think about it further.
She could only hope that it was all a dream, a nightmare she didn't want to think about anymore.
The carriage arranged by Qin Shun was waiting at the palace gate. As soon as A Qi helped her into the carriage, the driver couldn't wait to whip the horse and move forward.
Sitting in the carriage, she finally couldn't hold back her tears. Ah Qi knew that she had been holding back her tears, but now that no one was around, she dared to cry.
She didn't want to persuade her, because she knew her. Once they arrived at the Crown Prince's residence, she would control her emotions. As the mistress of the Crown Prince's residence, she had to be strong after such an incident. She couldn't shed tears in front of the servants.
Aqi picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Lanzhi leaned on her shoulder and cried out.
"Master, you can cry. It will make you feel better."
As he said this, Ah Qi couldn't help but shed tears.
The carriage soon stopped at the entrance of the Crown Prince's residence. The coachman's voice could be heard outside. Lan Zhi picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of her eyes. After calming her thoughts, she got off the carriage with the help of A Qi.
Ling Jiawei, Tang Jun, and the servants of the mansion were waiting at the gate. Upon seeing her return, they anxiously went to greet her.
"Lan Zhi, you're finally back."
"Where is the man?"
At this moment, she was extremely calm and her mind was perfectly clear.
As Ling Jiawei walked her into the house, he said:
"He was in the west wing. I called the doctor to come and see him. The doctor said that although he was still breathing, there was no possibility of saving him."
Lan Zhi quickened her pace and walked in the direction her elder brother pointed. She could no longer hear what her elder brother said afterward.
When she arrived at the door, she waved to everyone.
"Everyone, step back and stand guard at the door. No one is allowed to enter without my order."
After leaving those words behind, she didn't wait for anyone's reply before anxiously closing the door and pulling the bolt.
She rushed to the bedside, and upon seeing the blood-soaked figure lying on the bed, she instantly felt short of breath.
This person was none other than Nie Yuan.
No wonder she noticed Xiangxiu's eyes were red and swollen when she came in, and her older brother also vaguely mentioned Nie Yuan's name.
She leaned down and called softly.
"Nie Yuan..."
Perhaps it was her voice that Nie Yuan found familiar, for his eyelids actually twitched.
Lan Zhi hurriedly called out:
"Xiaoxin, examine him, then administer anesthesia, and prepare for surgery..."
Seeing that Nie Yuan could barely open his eyes, Lan Zhi knew that he must have been seriously injured. She needed to find out where he was injured and perform surgery on him as soon as possible.
Upon hearing that surgery was available, Xiao Xin, who had been idle for a long time, became excited and transformed into a robot as quickly as possible to begin performing various examinations on Nie Yuan.
It was eventually discovered that he had two sword wounds in his chest, the most serious one being very close to his heart. Fortunately, it did not damage his internal organs; otherwise, he probably wouldn't have made it back alive.
"Master, the patient's injuries are quite severe, and the wound is infected. Fortunately, the weather is cold; otherwise, his wound would have festered long ago, and he wouldn't have survived to come back alive. The patient needs surgery as soon as possible. Please make preparations, Master. Xiao Xin is also starting to prepare..."
After saying that, Xiao Xin's eyes flickered a few times, then she shut the room out of the outside world and moved various medical instruments here. Lan Zhi put on her surgical gown, mask, and surgical cap, and began to clean his wounds...