Chu Qianli did not drown. She had woken up the moment she fell into the lake.
However, her body was still very weak, so she did not get up immediately but rested at the bottom of the lake.
In the twenty-first century, during the special training in the Wolf Domain, holding one's breath was one of the essential skills.
Those who successfully completed the training could hold their breath underwater for at least five minutes.
Chu Qianli, being a top disciple of the Wolf Domain, could hold her breath for up to twenty minutes in a state of suspended animation.
The two guards, seeing no movement on the lake surface, assumed Chu Qianli had already died.
In reality, she was merely resting.
At this moment, Chu Qianli was sitting under the shade of a tree, gasping for breath.
She had just dealt with two wild wolves.
The bright red wedding dress she wore was now tattered and torn.
In one night, she had experienced more than an ordinary person would in a lifetime.
From being framed, almost burned to death, imprisoned, poisoned, and even having her purity defiled by that man.
Finally, she was thrown into this place where her life could be lost at any moment.
If her life were not resilient enough, how could she still be alive?
Chu Qianli closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
The knife she had bought with her last bit of money was still dripping blood from its tip.
And a bloodthirsty killing aura seemed to be slowly approaching from all directions.
She glanced up at the sky. Dusk would soon arrive, followed by the most dangerous deep night.
With the daylight, she could still protect herself.
After the sun set, how would she survive tonight?
Taking another deep breath, Chu Qianli, supporting her weary body, slowly stood up.
She had to escape this hunting ground.
Otherwise, she might not survive the night.
But here, with overgrown weeds and vast shadows of trees, where was the exit?
Chu Qianli raised her hand and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.
Still with her back to the setting sun, she stepped towards the east.
The bright red wedding dress dragged on the ground, creating a scene of desolation, yet also a breathtaking beauty.
Not long after she walked away, a dark shadow on the tree swept past like the wind.
A half-smile in her eyes, still carrying a bloodthirsty and violent aura…
…
Feng Yexuan did not ask Yu Linglong to check his pulse.
In fact, the aphrodisiac he had taken in the early hours of the morning had already been completely neutralized.
At this moment, three cups of tea had passed, but Consort Zhen seemed to have no intention of leaving.
Feng Yexuan's handsome, sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Mother Consort, how long have you been out of the palace?"
His implication was that Consort Zhen should return to the palace.
Consort Zhen felt wronged again upon hearing this.
Although she was not his birth mother, this child had never been particularly close to her since childhood.
However, a foster mother was still a mother, and he still called her Mother Consort.
How could he be rushing his mother back to the palace right after getting married?
"The new Crown Princess will accompany you to the palace tomorrow to pay respects to your father. I will stay until tomorrow and return to the palace with you."
However, upon mentioning the Crown Princess, Consort Zhen's expression involuntarily changed slightly.
Tomorrow, would that wretched woman have the chance to enter the palace to see the Emperor?
Tonight, she would likely receive news of her death in the hunting ground.
Thinking of this, Consort Zhen immediately looked at Yu Linglong and changed the subject:
"I heard that the Empress Dowager plans to go to Wansui Mountain to pray for blessings. Miss Yu, in your opinion, is she suitable to travel in her current physical condition?"
As expected, when the Empress Dowager was mentioned, Feng Yexuan's brows finally showed a hint of gentleness.
"Miss Yu, how has the Empress Dowager been these past few days?" he asked.
Meeting his gaze, Yu Linglong's heart fluttered, and she immediately lowered her eyes to avoid it.
She simply lacked the courage to look him in the eye. Prince Xuan's eyes were truly captivating.
One could easily lose their soul to him.
Under his gaze, Yu Linglong's cheeks flushed, and her voice became soft and gentle:
"The Empress Dowager is in good health, and there should be no problem with her traveling."
"I am still not at ease. Miss Yu, if you are free in the coming days, please accompany the Empress Dowager on this trip."
"What?" Yu Linglong was stunned.
Chu Qianli had just married into Prince Xuan's mansion. At this time, Yu Linglong wanted to stay in the mansion every day and be on guard at all times.
How could she go on a long trip at this moment?
Consort Zhen had not expected Feng Yexuan to make such a request either.
She immediately tried to stop him: "Xuan'er, Miss Yu has been working tirelessly for the Empress Dowager's illness recently and is likely exhausted. Perhaps during this period..."
"Fourth Imperial Brother!" Before Consort Zhen could finish speaking, Feng Jinrui's tall figure barged in from outside the hall.
"Fourth Imperial Brother, why did you send that demoness to the hunting ground? Even if she made a mistake, she doesn't deserve to die!"