Flowers bloom without worries

"Tingyan...Tingyan."

Ye Lanxi suddenly opened her eyes at the sound of the call. The unfamiliar environment was reflected in her pupils, and an inexplicable fear surged in her heart. The maid who was feeding medicine was frightened by Ye Lanxi's sudden action, and the medicine bowl in her hand shook and fell to the ground, splashing the medicine juice.

Ye Lanxi felt as if her whole body was burning with pain. She wanted to speak, but her throat was so dry that she could hardly make a sound. She looked around, and everything was so strange. Could it be that she was not dead yet?

"Shizuka, go and inform the emperor that the queen has woken up." A maid ordered hurriedly.

"Go quickly, go quickly." Another maid responded and turned and ran away.

Ye Lanxi's body was shaking with pain. She wanted to struggle, but she found that she didn't have any strength at all. She could only watch the maids busying themselves, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Lanxi was awakened by a chill. When she opened her eyes, she saw a man in a dragon robe standing in front of her bed, staring at her with eyes full of hatred. The man was extremely handsome, with a face as sharp as a sculpture, and his angular face was unusually handsome. His eyes were cold and fierce, as if he wanted to tear her apart alive.

"Isn't the person awake?" the man asked the servant beside him coldly.

"Your Majesty, the Queen is too weak and may have fallen asleep." The attendant answered cautiously.

"Are you asleep or just pretending to sleep?" The man's voice revealed a strong impatience.

"Someone, bring me some cold water."

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. The Queen is too weak to continue..." The servant was interrupted by the man before he could finish his words.

"Do I need your consent for what I want to do?" The man's voice was full of unquestionable majesty.

Soon, basins of ice water were brought in, and the man poured the ice water on Ye Lanxi mercilessly. The ice water flowed down her body, and when it came into contact with her wound, she almost fainted from the pain. She struggled to open her eyes in extreme pain, and saw the man who was looking at her with cold eyes.

"It hurts, you... let me go." Ye Lanxi spoke with difficulty, her voice weak and trembling.

"Do you think I will let you go?" The man sneered and pinched Ye Lanxi's cheek. His fingers were cold and hard, as if he wanted to crush Ye Lanxi's cheek.

"I?" Ye Lanxi's heart was filled with doubts and fear. Who was this man in front of her? Why was he wearing ancient clothes? And why did he call himself "I"?

"Are you pretending to be confused with me?" The man's voice revealed a strong disdain and anger. He suddenly let go of his hand and pinched Ye Lanxi's neck. Ye Lanxi felt a strong force squeezing her breathing. Her face gradually turned red and her vision began to blur.

"You... let me go. I... can't breathe." Ye Lanxi struggled, trying to break free from the man's control. But her body was already extremely weak, and she couldn't resist at all.

"Your Majesty, the Queen is weak and cannot withstand such torture." Seeing this, the servant beside him could not help but plead for mercy.

"Get out of here," the man roared, scaring the servants away one after another.

Ye Lanxi struggled in the man's hands, her hands weakly grasping the man's arms, trying to find a glimmer of hope for life. But the man had no intention of letting her go, his eyes were full of indifference and cruelty.

Just when Ye Lanxi was about to lose consciousness, the man suddenly let go of her hand. Ye Lanxi fell on the bed, breathing in the fresh air in big gulps. She felt her throat hurt as if it was burned by fire, and the wounds all over her body were also aching.

Ye Lanxi raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with desperate eyes. Her heart was filled with helplessness and despair. She didn't know why she came here, nor did she know why this man treated her like this. She just wanted to end it all quickly and give herself a quick death.

However, the man had no intention of letting her go. He looked at Ye Lanxi coldly, as if he was appreciating her painful expression. Ye Lanxi knew that this man would not let her go easily, and she could only silently endure all the pain and torture.