With a bang, before An Shanggong could touch Feng Wuya, Long Tianliu blocked her with a palm.
No one knew how much power Her Majesty the Empress had used, but An Shanggong, a master herself, was sent reeling back several steps, her breath disrupted by the force. She barely managed to regain her footing.
She had almost coughed up blood.
"Your Majesty!"
"You think he can still harm me?" Long Tianliu walked to Feng Wuya and crouched down.
With a flick of her long finger, the sword in Feng Wuya's hand was flicked away.
With a soft thud, it plunged straight into a wooden pillar not far away, firmly embedded.
Feng Wuya attempted to strike again, but Long Tianliu casually touched a pressure point, sealing his meridians.
"Fetch the imperial physician," Long Tianliu said, lifting him up.
Despite being a woman, Long Tianliu was nowhere near as tall as the nearly 1.9-meter Feng Wuya.
Yet, she lifted the逍遥王爷 (Xiaoyao Wangye - Free and Unfettered Prince) as if it were effortless.
Feng Wuya's face darkened, and he angrily demanded, "Let go!"
Long Tianliu smiled faintly, "You came to my imperial chambers, wasn't it to throw yourself into my arms? Why are you acting coy now?"
Assassinating Her Majesty the Empress was a capital offense!
But now, with Her Majesty saying this, it meant she intended to turn the assassination attempt into an seduction.
If it was merely an attempt to seduce Her Majesty, then naturally, it would not be punishable by death.
"An Shanggong, what are you waiting for? Fetch the imperial physician to examine my future consort?"
"Your Majesty..." An Shanggong looked uneasy, "He..."
"Are you questioning my words?"
"Your subordinate dares not!" An Shanggong had no choice but to order the maids to leave and personally go to fetch the imperial physician.
Her Majesty was far too fond of this 逍遥王爷.
She didn't even seem to care about such a grave offense as assassination.
But Feng Wuya, harboring thoughts of regicide, was undoubtedly a dangerous individual. How could she allow Feng Wuya to remain by Her Majesty's side?
Long Tianliu placed Feng Wuya on her bed.
The two attending palace attendants were immediately shocked.
His Majesty had countless handsome men in her harem, but no consort had ever been allowed to sleep on His Majesty's dragon bed!
Feng Wuya glared at Long Tianliu, blood still on his lips, his pale face truly heartbreaking.
"You think I killed Long Ziyue?"
Feng Wuya remained silent, his cold gaze fixed on her.
Long Tianliu laughed, "I have never seen a boy so rude and stubborn dare to face me."
This young man was truly both lovable and pitiable.
Before long, An Shanggong entered with the imperial physician.
After the imperial physician took Feng Wuya's pulse, he looked at Long Tianliu with great trepidation, "Your Majesty, the Prince... the Prince is not severely injured, but his illness..."
"How is it?" Long Tianliu knew Feng Wuya was ill, and it was precisely because of his poor health that she cared for him even more.
The imperial physician looked troubled, hesitant to speak, "The Prince's illness..."
"My illness is incurable, you don't need to worry about it!"
The imperial physician cast a furtive glance at Long Tianliu and whispered, "The Prince's illness... is beyond medical help..."
"Scram!" Long Tianliu's expression darkened.
The imperial physician, terrified, quickly knelt and whispered, "Your subject... your subject takes his leave!"
He then scrambled away.
He truly couldn't cure this illness!
Long Tianliu waved her hand. Although An Shanggong felt extremely uneasy, she could only retreat outside the door, guarding cautiously.
Fearing that Feng Wuya inside might do something disrespectful to Her Majesty.
Her Majesty's dragon body was precious and must not be harmed!
Long Tianliu looked at Feng Wuya. He had already closed his eyes, unwilling to even look at her.
Long Tianliu couldn't help but sigh softly, "If it were any other man who dared to be so disrespectful to me, I would have ordered him torn apart by five horses long ago."
But strangely, the more rude this little fellow was to her, the more she couldn't let him go.
"Earlier, I didn't know your body was so weak and I accidentally injured you. Does it still hurt?"
However, she felt pity for him, which was why she hadn't used too much power when she acted.
It was just that he was too fragile, which was why he was sent flying and coughed up blood.
Feng Wuya remained silent, simply refusing to acknowledge her.
Long Tianliu was patient and smiled, "Since you resent me so much, then I will take you to see someone."
...
Long Ziyue was woken up late at night by someone.
His Majesty wanted to see her?
Upon hearing this, Long Ziyue immediately sobered up and quickly changed her clothes before going to meet her.
What puzzled her even more was that the person accompanying Her Majesty the Empress was none other than Feng Wuya.
"逍遥王爷..."
"Did they do anything to you?" Feng Wuya stepped forward and examined her.
Long Ziyue never dreamed that Feng Wuya, who had always been cold and distant towards her, would show such warmth.
A hint of confusion flickered in her eyes, but she maintained her composure and softly replied, shaking her head, "I am well here."
She inquired with her eyes: Where is A'Li?
Feng Wuya's gaze was clear and cold, but he conveyed a piece of information to her: A'Li was fine.
Finally, she was relieved.
However, why was Feng Wuya with Her Majesty the Empress so late at night?
Long Ziyue's question remained unanswered by Feng Wuya.
Long Tianliu was no ordinary person, and it was absolutely inconvenient to say anything at this moment.
Long Tianliu sat on a chair, drinking tea. Seeing that Feng Wuya and Long Ziyue were behaving a bit too intimately, her brow furrowed.
"Ziyue, Wuya will be my consort."
"What?" Long Ziyue was stunned, completely dumbfounded.
His Majesty... His Majesty had taken a liking to Prince Wuya! This... how could this be?
Feng Wuya remained expressionless, not saying a word or offering any explanation.
Long Ziyue was only stunned for a moment before she leaned forward and said, "I didn't expect that Your Highness and His Majesty would have such a fortunate union. Then... congratulations to Your Highness, and congratulations to His Majesty!"
Long Tianliu stared into her eyes. She could naturally see that the smile on her brow was not sincere.
However, there was no resentment.
Not a hint of sadness.
Long Tianliu could see clearly that there was no romantic feeling between Long Ziyue and Feng Wuya.
Long Tianliu was finally at ease.
If Feng Wuya had deep feelings for Long Ziyue, Long Tianliu would not have allowed Long Ziyue to live in this world.
"Ziyue, what is your current situation with Prince Ding?"
Feng Wuya did not hide his purpose; he simply wanted to know how they were living here.
Long Ziyue, however, felt a little uneasy. Prince Wuya's attitude was extremely rude and disrespectful in front of His Majesty.
Fortunately, judging by His Majesty's expression, she seemed completely unbothered.
She could only reply hesitantly, "My... mother and I... are doing well. It's just that Mother's health is declining day by day, she..."
"Has His Majesty caused you any trouble?"
This question startled Long Ziyue, almost scaring her to death.
"No, no! His Majesty treats us very well, and Mother very well too. Imperial physicians come daily to attend to Mother!"
Long Ziyue quickly explained, "His Majesty has absolutely not caused us any trouble, Prince, you worry too much!"