Lan Xiaoyun…
Boom!
These three words were like thunder, striking straight into Fu Tian Qi’s head without remorse.
Ghastly white in his face, the king rushes to confirm what his son said: “Who did you just say? Lan Xiaoyun? The one from the Liu Huo Kingdom? Not Red Xiaoyun or some other Xiaoyun?”
“I wouldn’t be mistaken, it’s Lan Xiaoyun, daughter of Dong Ruolan,” Fu Ru Lin answers affirmatively.
It’s at this moment that the king felt like the very sky was falling before his very eyes. Staggering backwards like he’s about to tip over, he’s ever so thankfully that there’s a branch nearby for him to grip onto.
“Who else knows this?” He asks with that trembling voice of his.
If no one knows then that’s fine, the most I need to do was to teach that idiotic woman a lesson! But if it’s leaked into the public…. Then the entire royal family will be finished!
That damn wretched woman!
The man was literally hating himself right now because if hadn’t went soft back then, he would’ve expelled that Fu Bao Yun straight out of the Royal House and banned her from the palace for good!
“This…” Fu Ru Lin was stunned. Just as he was contemplating on how to answer his father right now, the third prince was interrupted by a old figure rushing over to their location.
“Your Majesty.” Wearing a white robe, this person didn’t take long to reach the king considering how old he was.
“Master Wu Lin, is something of the matter that you would be in such a rush?” Pleased to have a change of face, Fu Tian Qi (king) was much better in his tone compared to before.
“Your Majesty, I’m here to report to you that Princess Bao Yun sought me out two days ago. I was told not to let you know, but after some thinking, I felt it was best you be informed regardless.”
Fu Bao Yun?
Why is it that woman again?
Hearing his heart sinking into the abyss, the king was almost too afraid to ask there: “She again, what did she do this time?”
“To answer Your Majesty, your sister the princess called for me after she left Lady Roulan of the Dong House in a comatose state. I was supposed to treat the lady, but Princess Bao Yun threatened me to change out the medicine for a fake one. She claimed Lady Roulan was just faking it and doesn’t need the proper care.”
He may be an alchemist, but he’s merely a second ranked one, the lowest of the low. Without the support of a powerful shifu (master) or organization to back him, Master Wu Lin here can only rely on the Royal House to maintain his study and work. As such, the threat from the princess was a major sore spot for him. He didn’t have the nerve to go against the woman, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t want to inform the king as an act of self preservation.
“Fu Bao Yun, she-she knocked Dong Roulan into an unconscious state?” Trembling all over, the king was ready to faint at this point from how green and white his face was. But more than that, it was despair that’s the most dominant here in his eyes.
“Yes Your Majesty,” unaware of why the king looked so horrible, the old master here continues on with his explanation, “That day Her Highness was trying to force Lady Roulan into betrothing her daughter to the third prince, because she wouldn’t, the princess directly attacked the woman in a fit of rage.”
“My king, this is urgent and cannot wait. I am an alchemist and a healer at my core so I can’t just turn a blind eye when I know what I’m doing is against my moral code. Her ladyship’s injury is very severe. If proper care isn’t given soon, I fear she will soon be beyond help and cannot wake again.”
Boom!
Left in daze and unable to think anymore, Fu Tian Qi only had Master Wu Lin’s words reverberating in his mind like an echoing effect.
Be beyond help and cannot wake again…..
Cannot wake again!!!
“Useless!” In his fit of rage, the king directly sends a palm strike at the elder’s chest. Violently shaking there like he’s about to explode, “Do you know what sort of trouble you’ve people caused?! If Dong Roulan cannot wake again, the entire Royal house, no…. the entire kingdom will be finished!”
Looking up in astonishment from the ground, Master Wu Lin remains oblivious to what the king meant by that.
“Someone come! I’m going to the Dong House to ask for forgiveness!”
