The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

"Imperial physician, quick, come and see my mother!" the second prince cried out in a panic. How could anything be wrong with his mother at this time?

Just then, Empress Feng stirred slightly, as if gradually waking up. She weakly grasped the Second Prince's hand and feebly instructed, "No, no need. Saving your father is the priority. You all go and help the imperial physicians. As for me... escort me back to my tent. Summon the First Prince's Consort and the Princess Consort of Bohai to accompany me. My son, you stay here and guard your father. If there is any news, come and inform me. Do you understand?"

The second prince was taken aback. Although he did not understand Empress Feng's intention, he still followed her instructions. "Yes, Mother, I obey your command. Don't worry, Father will be alright. You all, help the Empress back to her tent."

The Second Prince selected two palace maids and handed Empress Feng over to them. Watching Empress Feng's departing figure, his expression was extremely solemn.

Outside the tent, everyone held their breath and stared intently at the Emperor's tent, their expressions varied. When Empress Feng was helped out, everyone's hearts skipped a beat. Empress Feng's face was so pale; could it be that the Emperor's condition was not good?

This speculation stirred up a ripple in everyone's heart. As they watched Empress Feng being helped into the tent, each of them had their own thoughts.

"Princess Consort, Princess Consort of Bohai, Her Majesty the Empress was unable to bear the shock of the Emperor's assassination attempt and fainted in her tent just now. Would you two please go to the Empress's tent to keep her company?"

Although it was phrased as a question, in front of so many people, who would dare say it was bad?

But why specifically mention these two?

An Mi glanced at Sima Yan, and coincidentally, Sima Yan was also looking at her. The two of them?

The astute Anmi suddenly realized that Empress Feng probably had an ulterior motive in having the two of them accompany her.

And this purpose... An Mi frowned, a dark look flashing in her eyes. She wanted to use Sima Yan to restrain Qing Lan. After all, Sima Yan was the Crown Prince's consort, wasn't she?

And she was used to restrain Bai Yi!

It seems that the Emperor's condition is not optimistic!

But should she go? If she goes, she will be in accordance with the Empress's wishes, and Bai Yi will be restricted in everything he does. But if she doesn't go... what should she do?

Bai Yi's image flashed in her mind, and something flickered in her eyes.

“Okay, of course it is. We’ll go with them.” Anmi said softly. She had been holding Liu’er’s hand, but she turned around and placed Liu’er’s hand in Liuguang’s hand. She glanced at Liuguang, her eyes seeming to convey something.

Liu Guang was always quick-witted. Although she didn't immediately understand the meaning behind the Princess of Bohai's gaze, she still took note of it.

An Mi turned around and looked at Sima Yan, "Sister, let's go now!"

After saying that, under everyone's gaze, she let Sima Yan walk in front while she followed behind. However, suddenly, a cry of surprise came from An Mi's mouth. When Sima Yan turned around, she saw An Mi clutching her stomach, looking as if she was in great pain.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Liu Guang quickly handed Liu'er to Yi Fei, rushed forward, and supported An Mi, her whole body already subtly prepared for battle.

“I… my stomach…” Anmi suddenly grabbed Liuguang’s hand and held it tightly.

Liu Guang was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Quickly, someone, help the Princess back to her tent..."

Everyone looked at Anmi, but dared not move. Just now, the Empress had asked the Princess of Bohai to accompany her. If they were to help the Princess back to her tent, what would happen to the Empress...?

Liu Guang glanced at everyone's reactions, then looked at the eunuch who had delivered the message and shouted sternly, "The princess was almost shot by an arrow just now, which may have frightened the child in her womb. The princess is carrying the son of the Prince of Bohai. If anything goes wrong, can you bear the responsibility?"

The eunuch who delivered the message was startled. He glanced at An Mi and thought about how anxious the King of Bohai had been about his princess. But could he disobey the Empress's orders?

But Princess Bohai... The eunuch was completely flustered, and finally spoke up, "You help the princess back. I will go and report to the Empress."

An Mi gave a slight smile. "Then thank you very much, Father-in-law."

Without the slightest delay, Liu Guang helped An Mi walk towards the tent under everyone's gaze, with Liu'er and Yi Fei following closely behind. The eunuch had no choice but to lead the Crown Prince's wife to Empress Feng's tent.

On the way, Liu Guang couldn't help but frown. "Your Majesty, if the Empress sends someone to summon you again..."

Liu Guang also noticed something amiss. The princess was clearly faking it. Since she was acting like that, it must be to evade the empress's orders. But would the empress let it go?

A glint of light flashed in An Mi's eyes as she said softly, "The Empress is a smart woman. So many people have seen that I am unwell, so she naturally has no reason to summon me again. However, since she wants to control me, if this method fails, she will definitely take other actions."

An Mi's eyes narrowed, and after a moment of silence, she whispered in Liu Guang's ear, "You and Yi Fei must keep a close eye on the safety of our camp. Once Bai Yi returns, we'll be safe."

"Yes, Your Highness, rest assured, Yifei and I will ensure that Your Highness and Miss Liu'er do not suffer any mishaps," Liuguang replied.

An Mi's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that the Great Jin Dynasty was about to unleash a storm!

Thinking back to her past life, it seems that this event did not happen in her past life. In this life, many things have changed, and she is beginning to wonder whether these changes are good or bad!

Meanwhile, inside Empress Feng's tent, Empress Feng, lying on the couch, frowned slightly when she saw that only Sima Yan had entered. However, being "weak" at the moment, she did not react much.

"Your Majesty, please don't worry, the Emperor will be alright." Sima Yan looked at Empress Feng with concern, but there was a hint of schadenfreude in her heart. In the past two years, Empress Feng had stirred up trouble for her quite a bit, and today, her weak appearance was truly gratifying.

Little did Sima Yan know that Empress Feng was merely putting on an act, and that she was the one truly at a disadvantage!

Once you enter this tent, it's as if you're under Empress Feng's control!

"Cough cough..." Empress Feng propped herself up and sat up halfway. "Yan'er, you've had a hard time. Where's Mi'er? Why isn't the third prince's wife here?"

Sima Yan frowned and remained silent. The eunuch who had spoken earlier hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, the Princess Consort of Bohai suddenly felt unwell. It seems she was nearly shot by an arrow and was quite frightened. She has returned to the Bohai King's tent. This servant had no other choice."

Do you have an upset stomach?

Empress Feng felt a chill run down her spine. Was it really true?

Why? She found it rather strange. She felt fine earlier and later, but at this particular time, something had to happen to her.