Lu Fenying hurried into the room, only to see Mo Qian’er lying unconscious on the bed. Her face looked even smaller under the golden silk quilt.
Lu Fenying leaned over and pinched Mo Qian’er’s face. It was still cold and stiff.
She was as cold as a dead person.
Shocked, he checked under her nose; she was clearly still breathing.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Qian’er’s face. Suddenly, he lifted the golden silk quilt and tore off her clothes. He looked at her abdomen, which bulged with her pregnancy.
He looked at the scar on her chest from a bite mark.
He had deliberately bitten her until she bled. He hadn’t let anyone treat the wound, and had even put salt on it so that a scar would forever remain.
He pulled at her hand and saw the fine knife scar on her finger.
That was from when Su Muwei had gotten angry a year ago and wanted to cut off Qian’er’s finger.
Lu Fenying then looked down at her calf. There was a crescent-shaped scar on it that was in a different shade of white from her skin. It was clearly an old scar.
Lu Fenying grabbed a small, fair foot, which wasn’t even the size of his palm.
There was a deep scar on Qian’er’s foot, left behind when she had stepped barefoot on a thorny plum blossom in the summer.
Mo Qian’er had been punished many times, and Lu Fenying remembered every single one of the scars on her body.
So, this person… was definitely Mo Qian’er.
Lu Fenying covered her with the blanket again and sat by the bed. He then pinched her face, and didn’t like how it felt at all.
“Red Wolf, bring the chief from the palace over.”
Although he didn’t think Gu Bailu would do anything to Qian’er, Mo Qian’er’s current situation truly wasn’t right.
Nobody would be so stiff and cold.
Gu Bailu said that she would wake up in three days, but why did Lu Fenying feel like Mo Qian’er could only hold on for another three days?
Lu Fenying stood up and looked at the falling snow outside the window.
It was snowing again?
It was rare for snow to fall in Heavenly Wind Empire. Once a year was already pretty good, and it would be gone by the time it fell to the ground.
However, it was snowing heavily today.
The snow got heavier and heavier. Soon, the yard was covered in a layer of snow, and so were the plum blossoms in the distance.
Lu Fenying felt inexplicably agitated. Something was wrong.
Mo Qian’er would wake up in three days and Su Muwei had been cured of the reverse flow; he should feel reassured.
Lu Fenying paced back and forth in the room with a long face. His intuition had always been spot on, and he wouldn’t be feeling like this for no reason.
He somehow felt that Gu Bailu and Feng Qingtian had left too quickly, almost anxiously.
“Black Wolf, see if there’s been any emergency in Southern Glory Empire,” Lu Fenying ordered.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
After that, Lu Fenying calmed down a little and picked up a book to read.
After flipping through a few pages, he realized that it was a storybook.
Coincidentally, he flipped to the scene of the male protagonist forcing the female protagonist to take the bitter medicine by feeding it to her mouth to mouth.
Lu Fenying flung the book away. “What the hell? How cheap is this man?”