GBP Chapter 253 Do You Want to Starve Her to Death?
Chapter 253 Do You Want to Starve Her to Death?
In Lanzhi Palace, Ning Rouer leaned in Yu Gongchen's arms, her face full of satisfaction after success, and she said from time to time in a tender voice: "Brother Crown Prince, please don't be angry with me, maybe I didn't mean it..."
Before she could finish her words, a more violent coughing fit swept towards Ning Rouer like a surging tide, instantly strangling her throat and making her breathe rapidly.
Her face suddenly turned blue and purple, her eyes were full of fear, and her hands helplessly grasped Yu Gongchen's clothes like a drowning person.
However, after just a moment, she couldn't breathe, her body went limp, and she fainted.
Yu Gongchen was struck by lightning when he saw this, and panic flooded his eyes like a flood. He hugged Ning Rouer tightly and shouted in a trembling voice: "Rouer! Rouer! What's wrong with you? Wake up!"
His eyes were filled with fear, as if he had lost the most precious treasure in the world. He turned to look at the doctors, his eyes burning with anger, and roared, "You bunch of useless people! What are you still standing there for? If anything happens to Rou'er, this prince will bury you with her!"
The imperial doctors were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they gathered around.
The leading imperial physician stretched out his hand tremblingly and placed it on Ning Rouer's pulse, his brows furrowed. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and dripped onto the ground.
The other imperial doctors quickly opened their medicine boxes and took out various instruments and medicinal materials.
Some imperial physicians were holding silver needles for acupuncture, but their hands were shaking slightly due to nervousness, and the silver needles were flashing coldly under the candlelight.
Some imperial doctors were mixing medicines while muttering to themselves, as if they were praying to the gods to ensure that the medicine would be effective.
"Your Highness, the concubine is breathing weakly and her condition is critical. We need to rescue her immediately." The imperial doctors said to Yu Gongchen in panic while they were busy.
Yu Gongchen paced anxiously by the side, his eyes fixed on the imperial doctors' every move like a hawk. His hands were clenched into fists, his nails dug deeply into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks, as if this could ease the panic in his heart.
On the other side, in the Changle Palace, candlelight flickered and light and shadows swayed on the walls, like a ghost with bared fangs and claws.
The Crown Princess returned to her bedroom in a daze, her eyes empty and desperate. Every step she took seemed to take up all her strength and was as heavy as if it was filled with lead.
She knew that if she didn't find a way to protect herself, she would soon die at the hands of Yu Gongchen and Ning Rouer.
Back in the palace, she called Wan'er, her voice hoarse and tired: "Wan'er, tomorrow morning, you go to the Imperial Concubine's Palace and tell her that I have something important to tell her, but I may not be able to leave. I will be called to Lanzhi Palace to tell her that Ning Rouer has contracted a strange disease."
The Crown Princess knew that the Crown Prince was plotting to usurp the throne, and she originally thought that the Crown Prince still had some feelings for her. However, the scenes in Lanzhi Palace were like a cold blade that cut her heart into pieces.
She knew that whether the prince succeeded in usurping the throne or not, she would die miserably and without dignity. In this case, she might as well give it a try, and perhaps she could save her family.
Wan'er looked at the Crown Princess's red and swollen face and tears welled up in her eyes. "Crown Princess, you must be in pain! How could the Crown Prince be so cruel. Come, Wan'er will apply medicine for you." As she spoke, Wan'er came over with the ointment.
The Crown Princess touched her swollen cheek, her eyes full of self-mockery, thinking: Does it hurt? How can this physical pain compare to the pain in my heart? My love was ultimately misplaced. In his eyes, I was not even as good as an ant.
She said, "Wan'er, there's no need to apply medicine. Go and rest. I'll take a rest too. Ning Rou'er might ask me to come over and humiliate her again."
Wan'er said no more, but just shed tears silently. She grew up with the Crown Princess and they were like sisters.
At first, she tried to persuade the young lady not to marry the prince, but the young lady didn't listen. Now seeing the young lady living such a life worse than death, she was filled with heartache and helplessness.
The Crown Princess slowly walked to the bed and sat down, staring blankly out the window. The cold moonlight shone on her, but it could not penetrate the coldness in her heart.
She recalled every detail of her life after marrying Yu Gongchen, and every scene was like a handful of salt sprinkled on her bleeding heart.
He never gave her a trace of tenderness, only endless humiliation. A bitter smile appeared on her lips. Perhaps, this was her fate.
At this time in Lanzhi Palace, the imperial doctors were still working hard to rescue Ning Rouer.
An imperial physician took a silver needle and carefully inserted it into Ning Rouer's acupuncture point, but his hand trembled slightly uncontrollably, and the silver needle flickered with a cold light under the candlelight.
Another imperial physician fed the prepared medicine into Ning Rouer's mouth, but most of the medicine flowed out from the corners of her mouth, leaving a stain on the pillow.
Yu Gongchen was extremely anxious watching from the side, and shouted angrily: "If you can't save Rou'er, this prince will kill you now!"
When the imperial doctors heard this, they were so frightened that they trembled all over and tried even harder to save the patient.
After a long time, Ning Rouer's complexion seemed to have improved a little, and her weak breathing gradually became calmer.
Yu Gongchen heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this, but the anger in his eyes was still there. He shouted at the doctors, "You must take good care of Rou'er for me. If there is any mistake again, I will never let you off easily!"
This night was long and tormenting for the Crown Princess. It was as if she was in an endless dark abyss, unable to find a glimmer of hope for relief.
The next day.
The Crown Princess did not sleep last night. Her eyes were bloodshot and there were deep dark circles under her eyelids, as if she was shrouded in thick dark clouds. She was exhausted and had not yet gotten up.
But the sharp and piercing voice of the maid of Lanzhi Palace came from outside the door, "Wan'er, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked the Crown Princess to go to Lanzhi Palace, and asked her to serve the Concubine for breakfast."
Wan'er looked at her young lady with heartache, her eyes full of anger and helplessness, but she could only gently wake up the Crown Princess.
When the Crown Princess heard this, she felt a bitter taste in her heart, as if she had swallowed Coptis chinensis.
She forced herself to be strong, and with the help of Wan'er, she stood up and washed. Every movement she made seemed slow and heavy, and then she walked towards Lanzhi Palace with steps as heavy as lead.
Arriving at Lanzhi Palace, the Crown Princess felt the suffocating atmosphere as soon as she stepped into the room.
Yu Gongchen looked at her impatiently, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and scolded: "Why are you so slow? Rou'er is still sick, do you want to starve her to death?"
The Crown Princess felt aggrieved, her eyes instantly turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, she bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard not to let the tears fall, leaving deep teeth marks on her lower lip.
She knelt slightly and saluted, her voice trembling a little: "Your servant... Your servant will serve you dinner right away."
After that, she slowly walked to the table. The Crown Princess saw Ning Rouer leaning against the head of the bed, looking delicate, like a withered flower swaying in the wind and rain, as if a breeze could blow her down.
The table was filled with exquisite dishes. The beautiful presentation and overflowing aroma showed the care of the imperial kitchen. The golden bowls and plates sparkled brightly in the sun, and the colors of the dishes were bright and attractive, but Ning Rouer frowned.
Ning Rouer took the bowl handed to her by the Crown Princess, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, and her face changed instantly.
She immediately looked at the Crown Princess with eyes wide open, her eyes full of anger and malice, and said in a sharp voice: "Sister, what do you mean? Why is there no salt in this dish? Are you deliberately making me eat this bland and tasteless thing?"