Didn’t he say that Shaobai was about to die? If he couldn’t last through tonight, then she wouldn’t be able to see him.
Mochuan looked at her. Her expression had calmed down. But her eyes still flickered with a burning light. He knew that if she couldn’t see Chu Shaobai, no matter what, her heart would not rest assured.
When they arrived at Imperial Physician Zhang’s fu, dawn had not broken yet.
Mochuan took her and jumped down from the roof. He landed in the yard and an alert voice immediately cried out from inside, “Who is it?!”
A faint gray shadow floated out of the room. It was Zhuifeng.
He looked at Mochuan and Chen Ning standing in the yard. He was startled and hurriedly bowed. “Paying respects to the Emperor and the Empress.”
“Emperor, Empress, you…… Why are you here?” Xiao Si followed Zhuifeng out of the door and was also surprised.
“Where is Shaobai?” Mochuan directly asked.
“In…… In the room. Imperial Physician Zhang is performing acupuncture on him.” Xiao Si stammered.
Mochuan was slightly relieved. He turned to look at Chen Ning. She was looking at the shining candle against the paper window as if she was looking at the light of hope. She didn’t even blink.
She looked a lot calmer than he had thought.
“Ning’er, Imperial Physician Zhang is performing acupuncture on Shaobai. Do you want to take a look?” He asked softly.
“En.”
She had also heard Xiao Si’s words. She knew that he was alive. That elegant and handsome young man, who had smiled at her and brought her warmth during her darkest and most frustrated days, was still alive!
The door was ajar. She stood in front of it for a moment and slowly walked inside.
