After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 663 Guilty
"Injured?" Su Jin’s heart skipped a beat.
"How did he get injured?"
"It seems the Emperor was performing a sacrificial ritual and encountered assassins," Bi Zhu replied.
Bi Zhu wasn’t clear on the specifics either.
Su Jin intended to head to the front courtyard, and Xingxing pulled her back, looking at Bi Zhu, "Quickly, fetch a cloak and umbrella."
Bi Zhu hurried to get the cloak, which Su Jin wrapped around herself carelessly, while Xingxing held the umbrella, as Su Jin quickly made her way to the front courtyard.
The rain was so heavy, accompanied by wind, that the umbrella was of little use. By the time Su Jin reached the front courtyard, her skirt was already soaked through.
Xingxing was in a worse state, as if she’d just been pulled out of water.
Inside the room.
Xie Jingchen sat on a small couch, and a Hidden Guard tore open the brocade robe around his arm, revealing the wound.
The wound was quite deep and gruesome, with signs of blackening, indicating poison.
Su Jin hurriedly felt his pulse, Xie Jingchen said, "I’m fine, a little poison won’t kill me."
During their practice sessions, Su Jin had built up his resistance to most poisons, and with the Antidote Pills she had concocted that he carried with him, the timely administration of medicine left him unharmed.
If it were an ordinary person, they would have breathed their last on the road before making it back to the mansion.
Su Jin quickly wrote out a prescription and instructed Xingxing to prepare the medicine.
After Xingxing left, Su Jin asked, "How did you encounter assassins?"
Xie Jingchen looked at the worry in Su Jin’s eyes, feeling warm inside.
"It’s rare for the Emperor to leave the palace, so anyone with ulterior motives would not miss such a good opportunity," Xie Jingchen said.
The last time, the Emperor was ambushed at the Great Buddha Temple, and now it happened at the sacrificial altar.
It was obvious someone wanted the Emperor dead.
However, this time the assassins were unfortunate.
Prince NanAn and Marquis Dongxiang were prepared in advance, and the assassins failed. As they fled, they stumbled on the stone road with tilted slabs half a mile away.
While galloping away, the horse’s hoof was caught by the uplifted stone slab, causing both horse and rider to topple over.
On a flat road, those assassins might have had an eighty to ninety percent chance of escaping, but to avoid capture, each bit their tongue and died.
The Emperor was unharmed, but the Empress had a tough break; she twisted her ankle while shielding the Emperor from an arrow.
The Emperor fought with the assassins, while the Empress backed away, focusing on the front but forgetting the back.
She missed her step.
Rolled off the altar and broke her arm.
The path was difficult going there, and now with heavy rain on the way back...
Without needing to say more, Su Jin could guess what happened.
Luckily, she had developed a rash and returned to the mansion early.
There were some things better left unsaid, such as the Hidden Guards who disrupted the boy carrying Duke Chong’s sedan chair with a stone.
The sedan toppled over...
Duke Chong was fine, but the Duchess fell out of the sedan into the mud.
The rain was a blessing, but for those officials and madams, it was a dreadful experience.
In Hanyuan Hall.
The Emperor returned to the palace drenched and steeped in a hot spring to ward off the chill.
After so many days of drought, it finally rained, and it was thanks to his "prayer." On the way back to the capital, the commoners knelt in the rain, expressing gratitude to him for his sacrifice to the heavens in hopes of rain.
With this major concern resolved, the Emperor felt relieved.
As for the assassination attempt, since he was a Prince, he had often faced such attempts and had become accustomed to it.
If it were so easy to die, he wouldn’t have made it to the Dragon Chair.
While the Emperor’s mood was bright, in Phoenix Palace, the Empress’s mood was sour.
The plan of killing two birds with one stone turned into one pitfall after another.
Recalling the feeling of rolling off the altar, the Empress shivered with fear.
Her broken arm hurt fiercely.
The Imperial Physician treated her, and after bandaging, he left drenched in sweat, quickly taking his medicine chest and retreating.
The Empress was furious and felt murderous.
Once the Imperial Physician left, Princess Shouning promptly asked, "Mother, how is Princess Consort Zhenbei faring?"
Hmm.
This question was like sprinkling salt over the Empress’s wound.
How was Princess Consort Zhenbei? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
She only developed some rashes on her face and returned early.
Yet they pitifully knelt under the blazing sun for an hour and a half with the Emperor, faced assassination, and suffered injuries!
The thought of it made the Empress’s expression darken, and her gaze snapped towards Nanny Zhou.
If it weren’t for Nanny Zhou’s persuasion, there was no way she would have allowed Princess Consort Zhenbei to leave early.
Nanny Zhou had her difficulties. Some things couldn’t be spoken in front of Princess Shouning.
Nanny Zhou’s gaze fell on Princess Shouning, and the Empress knew Nanny Zhou was avoiding her daughter, feeling uncomfortable at heart. What couldn’t her daughter know?!
But Nanny Zhou was her confidante, always considering her best interests, so the Empress said to Princess Shouning, "Mother is fine now, go check on your father."
"I just came from Hanyuan Hall," Princess Shouning replied.
"Father is bathing, and seeing Mother injured more seriously, I came to see you first."
The Empress nodded.
Although she hadn’t seen him, heading to Hanyuan Hall first was the right choice. She said, "By now, your father should have finished his bath; go once more."
Princess Shouning bowed and took her leave.
Once she left, Nanny Zhou raised her hand to dismiss the palace maids and eunuchs.
Seeing her being so cautious, the Empress furrowed her brows tightly.
But what furrowed her brows even more was yet to come.
The sound of the door closing sent Nanny Zhou to her knees.
"What are you doing? Speak up," the Empress said.
"Please let this servant kneel, Your Majesty. This servant is guilty," Nanny Zhou choked.
These words left the Empress perplexed.
Nanny Zhou was an old attendant, brought into the palace by the Empress from Duke Chong’s Mansion.
Loyal and devoted, the Empress knew well, so how could she be guilty?
Nanny Zhou, not daring to deceive the Empress, spoke truthfully, "Consort Yun’s daughter is still alive...."
An unassuming eight words, yet they struck the Empress like a bolt out of the blue.
"Still... still alive?!" The Empress’s voice trembled.
"How could she still be alive? Didn’t you..."
Nanny Zhou shook her head.
Initially, she was to take the child out to be buried alive, but just as she was about to dig a pit, someone struck her on the head from behind, knocking her out cold.
When she awoke, the child was gone, and she had no idea who had taken her.
Understanding the gravity of the matter, she secretly had the head of the Imperial Guards search for the child within the palace.
The head of the Imperial Guards found the child, but just as he was about to take action, someone rescued her.
The head of the Imperial Guards was run through with a sword, but his heart was unique, sparing him death.
He told her his sword had pierced the child, who likely couldn’t survive.
So, Nanny Zhou covered up the incident and never informed the Empress.
All these years, she assumed the child had perished under the head of the Imperial Guard’s sword. Who would have thought she lived and thrived?
The Empress trembled uncontrollably, "Who is she?!"
Actually, she didn’t need to ask; she had an answer within.
Earlier, Nanny Zhou acted strangely because of Princess Consort Zhenbei.
Now, suddenly revealing this matter and saying it was unrelated, who would believe that?
But with Nanny Zhou not speaking, the Empress refused to believe, "Who is she?!"
"She, she is Princess Consort Zhenbei," Nanny Zhou used all her strength to utter this sentence.
