Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

Wen Yi raised her eyes and met the emperor's deep eyes. His words caused Wen Yi to panic a little, he was not like how it was as simple as she appeared to be.

But at this moment, he didn't say it out loud, and she also didn't say anything. She only said, "This humble girl will definitely do her best."

As she was worried about Song Yunqian, the empress's thoughts were not on Wen Yi. After hearing the emperor's words, she thought for a moment and said to Wen Yi, "If you can cure the emperor, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

Wen Yi bowed, "Thank you, Empress Dowager!"

After the Empress left, Zhuge Ming personally went to catch some medicine, and he was always extremely cautious about what happened with Song Yunqian.

In the room, only Imperial Concubine Rou and Wen Yi remained, and a few servants and maids were waiting at the door.

Imperial Concubine Rou stupidly pulled Song Yunqian's hand, her eyebrows knitted together with a face full of worry. She turned her head and looked at Wen Yi, asking him with hope in her eyes, "Your highness will get better, won't you?"

Wen Yi sat at the Eight Immortals Table, absentmindedly drinking tea. Hearing Imperial Concubine Rou's greetings, she raised her eyes and said, "She'll be fine!"

Imperial Concubine Rou made a sound of acknowledgement, her tense expression somewhat gentle as she murmured: "I also know that he will get better. In these three years, he has been injured countless times, large and small.

Wen Yi's heart trembled slightly. The Imperial Concubine Rou had always been against her and Yang Luoyi, but now, it sounded like she no longer had any enmity towards Yang Luoyi? She even called Yang Luoyi big sister.

Seeing Wen Yi's doubt, the Imperial Concubine Rou explained: "My sister is the deceased Princess Ning'an."

Wen Yi replied, she was extremely confused by her attitude, and even revealed it.

Imperial Concubine Rou did not speak anymore, she only continued to look at Song Yunqian's pale white face foolishly.

Wen Yi's mind was in a mess, she was not really that worried about Song Yunqian. Even though his wound was deep, it did not injure her internal organs. With his inner force and physique, he would probably wake up tomorrow.

It was as if everything was different from what she had expected. It was as if everyone knew of Wen Yi's existence but she knew nothing at all.

Wen Yi thought for a moment and asked the Imperial Concubine Rou, "Oh right, what kind of person is the late princess? Everyone said that the prince was sad because of the death of his wife. I wonder what kind of woman she is? "

"She can't be considered to be a very good woman, but she sacrificed her life to save the Prince. In fact, I always thought that I loved the Prince more than she did, but every midnight, I would think back to that day. If I had to sacrifice my life to save the Prince, would I be willing to do so? The answer is something I can't bear to look at myself. She's not good, but everyone likes her. Father and mother doted on her, the empress doted on her, and she gave her marriage to the king long ago. No one knows my humble thoughts, and I also like the prince. I always hated her so much that I used all my effort to get close to the Prince. Finally, the Prince agreed to marry me as his concubine. When I entered the palace, because of Ke Er's matter, the prince hated her to the core. I thought that after all, the prince belonged to me. However, no matter how deep one's feelings are, they cannot defeat death. If she dies, I will never be able to take her place. "

Wen Yi asked softly: "Then do you still hate her?"

Imperial Concubine Rou's eyes stared straight out. She took a deep breath and shook her head, "I always thought that I hated her, but these three years, all I've thought about was her youth. She was kind to me before I did anything to her, and gave in to me in everything. The day she died, I felt like the sky was about to collapse. I wanted her dead, she was dead, and I couldn't understand why I felt so sad. The Prince has declared that he will never marry again in this life. Even though I am a concubine of the Duke Palaces, there is no difference between me and the Chief Consort now. But in my heart, I am not happy at all. "

Wen Yi was also sad. Her memories of Yang Luoyi still existed in her heart, and she knew some of the things that happened between the two sisters. Because of this memory, she felt a trace of pity and love for the Imperial Concubine Rou. She softly said, "If she knew that you were thinking this way, she would definitely be very happy!"

The Imperial Concubine Rou sighed, "Hopefully. I still owe her a word of apology. If it wasn't for me saying that she was …" She stopped talking. She seemed to realize that she shouldn't say this, and her expression turned sad.

Wen Yi knew what she wanted to say. She had told Song Yunqian before that she had been pampered due to her injuries. If he hadn't kicked her in the end, she probably wouldn't have died so quickly.

Hearing Imperial Concubine Rou's words, Wen Yi's heart finally relaxed a little. At least, Imperial Concubine Rou knew nothing about what happened to Wen Yi back then.

Song Yunqian doted on the Imperial Concubine Rou so much, if he knew her identity in the end, he would probably tell the Imperial Concubine Rou about it, right? After all, Imperial Concubine Rou was Yang Luoyi's little sister.

Wen Yi had left for three years, how would she know what happened in the middle of it all?

Zhuge Ming personally carried the medicine up, followed by a few generals. They were all Song Yunqian's subordinates, and this time they were following Song Yunqian back to the capital. They had just won a battle, and Song Yunqian had been bestowed the title of Great General by the Emperor. Because they had won, and also received the praise of the Emperor, everyone relaxed their vigilance. But now that the assassin had come out, they all became more cautious and came to Song Yunqian's residence together.

Seeing such a big battle, Wen Yi asked Zhuge Ming, "Did you not catch the assassin?"

Zhuge Ming replied gravely: "No, my initial guess was that it was someone from the Northern Kingdom. How many of them had snuck in yet we didn't know, the General Chen has already deployed their severely ill Duke Palaces, I think the assassin wouldn't dare to come."

"Be more cautious. If they succeed once, they will not let it go so easily. They will definitely think of ways to sneak into the manor again." Wen Yi said.

A middle aged general who was standing behind Zhuge Ming walked up and looked at him cautiously, then asked Zhuge Ming, "This is?"

Zhuge Ming said: "She is a doctor of my infirmary, the Emperor was saved this time because of him, General Chen does not need to worry."

General Chen did not let down his guard as he walked up to Wen Yi and asked, "Where is Miss's hometown?" After asking, without waiting for Wen Yi's reply, she said to Zhuge Ming: "It's not that I don't trust Doctor Zhuge, it's just that, we don't know how many spies from the Northern Kingdom have infiltrated here, so it's best to be cautious."

Wen Yi's clear eyes met with the General Chen's sharp eyes, and she said: "I am from Cantonese, and have just entered the capital."

The General Chen said, "Oh, so it's Miss Cantonese. Oh, right, I heard that something big happened in Cantonese recently, a daughter-in-law raped and killed Aunt Rong, and then stole the money from her husband's family and escaped. She still hasn't been settled, right?"

Wen Yi shook her head, "Forgive me for being ignorant and ill-informed, but I have never heard of this matter."

General Chen revealed a smile, and said: "It's something that happened in the past few days, it's not strange that I have not heard of it. Oh right, I heard that the bamboo shoots in Cantonese are delicious, I wonder if you have tasted them?"

Wen Yi revealed a smile and said uneasily: "To tell you the truth, General, I am a foodie. Every year, when the bamboo shoots for March and August went on the market, I would eat almost every meal.

The general revealed a smile, "It sounds really good, I have passed by the Cantonese in the past and have also eaten stir-fried fresh bamboo shoots before, the taste has always lingered in my heart, making me unable to forget it for a long time."

Wen Yi knew that he was probing her. In these three years, she had indeed been living in the Cantonese, so she wasn't afraid of him probing her, hence she immediately smiled and said: "If General goes again, you can go to the tavern by the side of the Sound Lake. There, the Lady Boss has personally made stir-fried fresh bamboo shoots. "If you go and say that you are my friend, the Lady Boss will also bring out the old brewed Gui Hua Chen to entertain you."

The General Chen smiled, his tanned skin overflowing with a sense of carefreeness, and said: "Okay, definitely, definitely!"

After asking Wen Yi, only then did General Chen leave.

Zhuge Ming said to Wen Yi: "Don't worry about it, he was just being cautious."

Wen Yi replied: "No, I understand."

Imperial Concubine Rou took the medicine and said: "I'll feed it."

She held the medicine in one hand and was about to help Song Yunqian up again, but Wen Yi immediately stopped her, "Don't touch him, he's injured and shouldn't move."

The Imperial Concubine Rou said with difficulty: "But I can't drink it like this."

Wen Yi walked up to sit beside Song Yunqian, gently hugged his neck, and placed his head on her lap. Then, he stretched out his hand and said, "Let me do it.

Imperial Concubine Rou acknowledged but did not think too much about it.

At a close distance, she saw a scar on the left side of his neck. It was very dark, as if he had just recovered. It was close to the great arteries, and if she didn't deal with it in time, she would lose her life.

Wen Yi only felt shock, and even her hands began to tremble slightly.

His eyes were closed, his skin darker than before, his features more defined, his eyebrows star-shot into his temples, his nose straight, his lips thin and pale, the corners of his mouth slightly bent, as if he were in a coma and his soul would not relax.

Where was this the same cheerful and lively youth from before?

Wen Yi's heart was filled with pain, her eyes filled with tears. She calmed her emotions, placed the medicine on the stool beside the bed and used her hands to gently raise his chin. Then, she opened her mouth slightly and took the spoon and fed the medicine into it.

Imperial Concubine Rou was beside him, wiping the black medicinal juice from the corner of his mouth with silk. His tears continuously dripped down as he said softly, "He suffered so much, but I couldn't help him at all!"

Then, he looked at Wen Yi and said, "Brother Zhuge said that your medical skills are very good, you will definitely be able to cure him, right?"

Wen Yi realized that her emotions were not very stable, furthermore, her face was pale and she looked to be in very poor health. She suppressed the sobs in her heart and said: "Imperial Concubine Rou does not need to worry, you should pay attention to your own body."

Imperial Concubine Rou didn't say anything, she only wiped the corner of Song Yunqian's mouth as before.

After feeding him a bowl of medicine, Wen Yi reached out to support his neck, gently wanting to place his head on the pillow. She lowered her head to the side, so that she could drink more.

Wen Yi anxiously retreated, Zhuge Ming was protecting her behind him, and said: "Qian, she is a doctor, a doctor of our infirmary."

A woman was a doctor, and in the current dynasty, she was such a young lady. Song Yunqian was slightly absent-minded, but immediately said indifferently: There is an imperial physician in the house, why must I trouble others?

Zhuge Ming said: "If you do not like to see outsiders, then I will let her return."

Wen Yi suppressed her tears that were about to fall. She didn't know why her heart was suddenly so sore and unbearable.