Children of Loulan

Hearing Mrs. Zhao's cold question, Dar, who was standing by, stopped crying immediately. She stared at Hanguli, who was lying lifeless on the bed, with eyes wide open, full of anger and unwillingness; and Bayer clenched his fists so hard that his joints turned white due to excessive force, as if he wanted to vent all his anger. At this moment, their eyes were like burning flames, full of hostility.

But at the same time, they knew very well in their hearts that they could do nothing at this moment, and could not even complain. Because they were lowly slaves, and because their young lady was in a life-or-death situation, the slightest carelessness could lead to irreversible consequences. Therefore, they could only silently endure this humiliation and pain.

Facing Madam Zhao's merciless questioning, the imperial physician felt very uncomfortable, but still responded respectfully:

"Madam Zhao, if Li Liangren still can't wake up, I'm afraid... I'm afraid she won't survive more than a day or two..."

Before he finished speaking, the two sisters, Dar and Baier, trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and then burst into tears, tears pouring out of their eyes like a flood. While they were crying, they murmured to themselves:

"Miss, Miss, please don't abandon us! Wake up soon! Wuuuuu..." The grief-stricken look moved the imperial physician who was used to witnessing life and death separations.

After receiving the imperial physician's affirmation, Madam Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. She thought to herself, "Thank God, God has opened his eyes. I finally had time to send her to Yuexi Residence, and she didn't have to die in my palace."

However, the subtle changes in her expression did not escape Dahl's eyes. At this moment, Dahl's eyes were full of despair and sadness. She really couldn't understand why her daughter had fallen into such a state? Is it true that kind-hearted people are destined to have no good rewards?

While Dal was still immersed in grief, a sudden shout suddenly rang out: "The King has arrived! The Concubine Xian has arrived!"

This sudden shout was like a thunderclap, breaking the weeping atmosphere of the two sisters in the house and interrupting Mrs. Zhao's originally chaotic thoughts.

Everyone in the house came out one after another in unison, and the people from Lancai, who were from the same palace, also came out. The king had arrived, so everyone in the palace had to come out to greet him.

Then they all knelt on their knees, bowed their heads and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty, your humble servants, and I pay our respects to the King and to the Virtuous Consort!" Their voices were loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire palace.

The king, sitting in the sedan chair, raised his hand slightly and said, "Everyone, get up." His tone was majestic without being angry.

Everyone replied in unison: "Thank you, Your Majesty!" Then they slowly stood up from the ground. After everyone stood up straight, the king secretly glanced at the Lan Cai people, and then cast his eyes to an imperial physician standing below and asked:

"How is Li Liangren doing now? Are you sure you can cure her?"

The imperial physician, who had just stood up, heard the king's question, and his legs softened. He fell to his knees again with a plop, not daring to raise his head. He replied tremblingly: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I am incompetent!"

Seeing this, the king frowned slightly and continued to ask, "Is her condition really so serious?" There was a hint of doubt in his words.

However, the imperial physician just lowered his head and did not answer, as if he was acquiescing to the king's question. For a moment, the whole atmosphere fell into a dead silence, which was so depressing that it made people breathless.

Seeing that the imperial physician did not answer, the king frowned even deeper, and his eyes revealed a hint of dissatisfaction and worry. He slowly stretched out his hand, and Aishan, who was standing beside him, immediately stepped forward with his body bent, stretched out his hands and carefully helped the king down from the sedan chair.

At the same time, Madam Zhao, who was beside the king, also got off the sedan chair. She was graceful, her steps were light, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of worry. She exchanged a glance with the king, but that look was full of worry and disbelief.

The king took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then said in a firm tone: "Come on, follow me in and take a look!"

The virtuous concubine nodded and said as if to comfort the king: "Well, but the king does not need to worry too much. I believe that Li Liangren is blessed by heaven. She is just in trouble now. Once she recovers, she will definitely get better!"

The king patted her hands and said, "My beloved concubine, don't think too much. Just accompany me in to take a look!"

After that, he took Concubine Xian's hand and walked towards the bedroom with steady and powerful steps. Madam Zhao followed closely behind, her beautiful figure swaying like a flower in the wind. Aishan followed them closely, ready to deal with any possible situation at any time.

After entering, the king looked carefully and saw the girl lying on the bed with a pale face and closed eyes, as if she was sleeping and lifeless. Seeing her dying, the king couldn't help but feel pity.

The king frowned upon seeing this and asked sternly, "Where are all the palace maids here?"

Before he finished speaking, the two sisters, Dal and Baier, hurried forward, bowed and saluted, and answered in unison: "Here we are!"

The king wanted to reprimand them for not taking good care of Li Liangren, but when he turned around, he saw that the two women's eyes were swollen and dark blue, and their eyes were full of scary red bloodshot. He immediately understood that the two people in front of him had not slept for several days. So he suppressed his anger for the time being and said in a deep voice: "Li Liangren is so seriously ill, why didn't you report it to me earlier?"

Hearing this, the two sisters, Dar and Baier, were terrified. They immediately fell to their knees and kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am so terrified!"

At this moment, the virtuous concubine was watching the dying Hanguli with cold eyes, secretly delighted in her heart. Unexpectedly, Lan Cairen suddenly flashed out, knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, please allow me to report!"

Upon hearing this, the king glanced at her with a complicated look, and asked in a calm tone, "Who are you?"

When Lan Cai heard the king's question, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. It turned out that the king had forgotten her so completely! However, she couldn't forget the king after serving him in bed. She closed her eyes tightly, endured the pain in her heart, and replied with a slightly trembling voice: "My name is Dalan, and I am from Lan Cai."

The king glanced at her coldly and asked in a stiff tone, "What do you want to say?"

Lancai took a deep breath and said with courage: "I beg the king to show mercy and forgive their crimes this time. Since Liliang was injured and unconscious, they have been taking care of her day and night. Especially Dal, who has always stayed by Liliang's side despite his own injuries. Moreover, they are all newcomers to the court, and I am afraid they don't know what situations need to be reported to the king in a timely manner."

After hearing what Lan Cairen said, the king frowned, with an unhappy expression on his face. In the eyes of outsiders, the king was angry. As expected, the king said in a cold voice: "Well, you are very brave to plead for two slaves!"

As soon as these words came out, the three people kneeling on the ground were immediately trembling with fear, but once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, so Lan Cairen could only say: "Please have mercy, my king!"