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"Is there anywhere else that feels particularly uncomfortable? The Imperial Physician has just left not long ago." Handing the cup to the palace maid, Wen Tian slowly sat down by the bed.
In truth, she was genuinely angry this time. Coupled with Tang Zhiyun's recent peril, she suddenly felt an unprecedented panic. She needed to distract herself from a portion of her fear, and thus Yuan'er became the unfortunate target of her frustration.
"I'm fine." As soon as she spoke, Tang Zhiyun realized his voice was hoarse.
Yu Huan entered and whispered a few words in Wen Tian's ear before stepping aside. Wen Tian waved her hand, signaling for everyone to leave; she was becoming increasingly adept at wielding the authority of a queen.
"Are you seasick?"
Those three simple words made Tang Zhiyun, who was tying his cloak, freeze in place.
"Is it because of your father?"
Tang Zhiyun's anger flared, his brows furrowing tightly. "What exactly do you want to say?" He was furious, momentarily forgetting her lofty status as he stepped forward, a hint of irritation in his gaze.
"You were calling for him just now." After saying this, Wen Tian simply watched him quietly, which made Tang Zhiyun feel somewhat frantic and unable to contain himself. In fact, this was merely her speculation, but Tang Zhiyun did not see it that way; he was convinced that Yu Huan had whispered about this matter.
Wen Tian had truly crossed into his forbidden territory this time.
Tang Zhiyun jumped off the bed and nearly grabbed her collar, speaking fiercely: "So what? Don't act like you understand everything or know it all. Have you ever experienced the pain of having salt rubbed into your wounds after being beaten or being forced to swallow poison? My father may be weak, but if it weren't for him that time, I would have been dead long ago."
To induce vomiting, his father had submerged him in a water vat, refusing to let him out no matter how much he struggled. The methods were harsh; he nearly drowned then and developed a fear of water from that experience. Yet no matter what happened, he survived. Even now, he could vividly remember the tears of joy streaming from his father's eyes.
Although her father was weak, he was using his life to protect him. It was from that moment on that Tang Zhiyun vowed to become stronger, so that his father would no longer suffer harm.
"Those people are nothing but beasts. Burning them alive would be doing them a favor," Tang Zhiyun scoffed, adding, "I was only seven that year."
Wen Tian was shocked. She listened in silence, unable to believe the truth of the matter. For a moment, the surroundings fell silent; no one dared to speak. Silence spoke louder than words, didn't it?
After an unknown amount of time, unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer, Wen Tian looked up and saw Tang Zhiyun's gaze fixed on a coat draped over a screen. The Mei Luo pattern on it was vibrant and lifelike.
The memorial was slammed shut, and Wen Tian's face turned extremely pale.
Yu Huan approached cautiously and asked, "Your Majesty, what is wrong?"
"She really is a good Sister Wang," Wen Tian scoffed, tossing the memorial for him to see.
Yu Huan hesitated but opened it anyway. The letter was brief, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Does the prince really intend to rebel?"
Wen Tian rolled her eyes at Yu Huan's obvious question. It was written so clearly; could there be any doubt? She took a sip of tea and said with self-deprecation, "There have been constant disturbances in various regions, and the capital has also become unsettled these days. Now with Ju Xiang added to the mix, facing both external threats and internal troubles—am I not facing great peril?"
Upon hearing her words, Yu Huan felt his legs go weak in fear. "Your Majesty will surely be blessed with great fortune."
Wen Tian smiled faintly, unfazed; she had heard such reassurances far too often lately.
Suddenly, she thought of Tang Zhiyun. Due to her busy schedule with state affairs, she hadn't visited him recently. That guy always managed to say something that made her want to argue back.
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