The War God Uncle's Delicate Wife

With a splash, she fell into the lake. The freezing cold water instantly covered her head. She struggled desperately to float to the surface, but found that she couldn't swim at all! Fear and despair gripped her throat like a demon, and every mouthful of water that choked into her lungs seemed to burn her body.

At this moment, the shadow of death loomed over her, and she felt that her life was slipping away from her hands bit by bit. In a trance, she thought of her deceased mother. If she died like this, perhaps she could reunite with her mother in another world... With such a sad thought, she slowly loosened her hands and gave up the last struggle.

The little girls standing on the shore originally just wanted to watch a good show, but they didn't expect things to develop to such an extent. When they saw her being pushed into the lake and gradually sinking, they were really scared. For a moment, panic spread, but despite being filled with fear and anxiety, they did not call for help or ask for help. Instead, they exchanged glances with each other and tiptoed to leave quietly.

Just as they were about to disappear by the lake, suddenly, a deep and powerful voice cut through the sky: "Stop!"

"Quick! Go down and save them! No mistakes!" As this anxious order was given, a group of well-trained guards jumped into the water without hesitation to start the rescue operation. In an instant, ripples appeared on the water surface, and water splashed everywhere.

Time passed by minute by minute, and finally, Murong Xue was successfully rescued from the water. At this moment, she closed her eyes tightly, her face was as pale as paper, and she was unconscious. Seeing this, everyone's heart tightened.

"Go and call the imperial physician!" The emperor ordered again, with a hint of anxiety and concern in his voice.

"Yes!" After receiving the order, a guard immediately turned around and ran away. In a short while, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

Not long after, there was a sound of hurried footsteps. It turned out that the guard who was ordered to summon the imperial physician had returned, and following behind him was an old imperial physician with gray hair and a long white beard.

The old doctor walked hurriedly, panting heavily as he walked, but when he came before the emperor, he still forced himself to salute and said, "Your Majesty!"

The emperor waved his hand quickly, pointed at Murong Xue lying on the ground and said, "Zhang Yuanzheng, quickly check on this child and see what's going on! Don't delay the treatment!"

Zhang Yuanzheng didn't dare to neglect it after hearing this, and hurriedly squatted down to carefully check Murong Xue's condition. At this moment, the emperor accidentally caught a glimpse of a jade pendant hanging around Murong Xue's neck. The jade pendant was crystal clear, emitting a faint light, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.

However, what shocked His Majesty even more was that this jade pendant was exactly the same as the one he had seen many years ago! For a moment, countless memories came to his mind, and His Majesty was completely stunned. Zhang Defu, who was standing by, was also surprised to see this scene.

"Your Majesty, look, it is really inconvenient for this little girl to lie straight on the cold and hard ground. How about this, I will take her to the nearby palace and ask Zhang Yuanzheng, who is highly skilled in medicine in our palace, to come and take a good look at her carefully?" Zhang Defu said this carefully while secretly looking up to observe the changes in His Majesty's expression.

However, just as Zhang Defu finished speaking, he heard a deep and powerful response: "No need, I will come in person." After that, he took a step forward, gently but quickly hugged Murong Xue, and then walked towards the nearby palace. Suddenly, a large group of people followed behind him, some of them were nervous, some were curious, but all of them followed closely.

On the other side, the little girls who had not walked too far just now were now frightened to the point of turning pale as paper. They fell to their knees, their bodies shaking uncontrollably, not daring to even breathe.

Soon, Mu Jiurui had entered a nearby palace with the child in his arms. He first placed Murong Xue gently on the soft and comfortable bed with great care, as if he was afraid that he would hurt her if he was not careful. During this process, even though his noble dragon robe, which symbolized the supreme imperial power, was soaked with sweat, he did not pay any attention to it. After placing Murong Xue, Mu Jiurui once again picked up the jade pendant that he had been holding in his hand, and looked at it over and over again, as if he wanted to find some important clues or answers from this small jade pendant.

Zhang Defu, who was standing nearby, saw this and hurriedly reminded him softly, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, you should ask Zhang Yuanzheng to come over and take a look at this good girl as soon as possible, so that we can know the extent of her injuries as soon as possible!"

Mu Jiurui slowly moved his feet and finally gave up his place. He slowly walked to the chair beside him and sat down gently, but his eyes never left the bed, staring closely at the little girl who was still in a coma on the bed. His hands under his sleeves had unconsciously clenched into fists, as if he was restraining some emotion.