The mistress is reborn, no one who bullies me can escape

So Ling Yan seized the opportunity, and took advantage of the brief gap when he was injured and no one was paying attention to him, to quietly go and meet Xue Jinhua.

At this moment, Xue Jinhua was naturally in a bad mood because she was worried about what was happening outside.

Feeling uneasy, she simply sent Ximei away early and lay down on the bed alone to prepare for sleep.

However, although she pretended to be asleep, in fact, she could still guess a little about what she had just experienced outside.

In this case, how could she really sleep? At this moment, her mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts and speculations about Ling Yan.

At this moment, a soft and familiar call came into my ears: "Draw..."

Instantly, Xue Jinhua's body trembled violently, and she was full of doubts, wondering if she was hallucinating. How could she hear Ling Yan's voice? With full of doubts, she was about to turn around to check what was going on, but suddenly she realized that the originally stable bed beneath her seemed to sink a little.

This sudden change surprised her, and she instantly realized that this was not just an illusion!

She couldn't help but pause slightly, and her feet seemed to have taken root and she stopped where she was.

However, just a moment later, she suddenly jumped up from her seat like a ignited rocket, and her movements were so fast that people could hardly see clearly.

Looking carefully, the person in front of him turned out to be Ling Yan!

Her eyes suddenly lit up with surprise, and her originally tense face relaxed like a blooming spring flower.

Her mood suddenly changed from gloomy to cheerful, and even her voice unconsciously carried a hint of uncontrollable throbbing: "Ling Yan, is it really you?"

Ling Yan had a smile on his face, and gazed tenderly at Xue Jinhua's face, which became more and more beautiful because of joy.

Seeing her so happy, his heart was like a lake blown by the spring breeze, with ripples of joy.

"Well, as long as it makes you happy, I will be happy too." Ling Yan said softly. His voice was low and magnetic, as if it had a magical power that could penetrate people's souls.

Before he finished speaking, he slowly stretched out his arms and gently pulled Xue Jinhua into his warm embrace.

Xue Jinhua's mood calmed down a little, but there were still many questions in her mind that had not been answered.

She slightly broke away from Ling Yan's embrace, blinked her big watery eyes, and asked with concern: "What on earth happened outside just now?"

Ling Yan smiled slightly, without any intention of hiding anything, and answered frankly: "Well, actually I had long guessed that Meng Jincheng would most likely come to you. When I thought that he might be bad for you, I was very angry at the time, and I just wanted to stop him from getting close to you at all costs. So, I used a little trick..."

Having said this, Ling Yan deliberately kept the audience in suspense, pausing to observe Xue Jinhua's reaction.

Ling Yan admitted calmly, "Yes, it was indeed my instruction, and I did it on purpose."

Although he said it lightly, Xue Jinhua, who was standing beside him, shuddered involuntarily after hearing this, and a layer of fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on her forehead.

She widened her eyes and asked in astonishment, "According to what you said, are you really injured?"

Although she asked this question, she was actually extremely anxious. Without waiting for Ling Yan's answer, she stood up hurriedly, walked quickly to his side, and reached out to check if he had any wounds.

When her eyes fell on Ling Yan's injured wrist, Xue Jinhua's heart sank suddenly, as if she had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and she was completely stunned.

After a moment, she came back to her senses and said with a trembling voice: "You... you are actually injured! How can you act so rashly? You must know that you are now the ruler of a country, the supreme ruler! If anything happens to you, wouldn't it bring great turmoil and crisis to the entire Jin State? How can you not take care of your body like this?"

As she spoke, Xue Jinhua's eyes gradually turned red, and tears welled up in her eyes, ready to fall.

Her gaze was always fixed on Ling Yan's injured arm, her eyes filled with heartache and self-blame.

Her heart was as clear as a mirror. There was no need for Ling Yan to go to this extent. All his efforts and actions were for himself.

However, how could I accept his deep affection with peace of mind?

You know, if it were someone else, perhaps he could still take it calmly, but he is now the honorable emperor.

Whenever Xue Jinhua thought of this, she only had to imagine it in her mind, and the bottom of her beautiful eyes would involuntarily flush with a deeper and deeper blush, as if she were a ripe cherry.

Ling Yan quietly gazed at her shy and charming appearance, and an irrepressible tenderness and sweetness surged in his heart.

He did not say any sweet words to comfort her, but chose to comfort her in a silent and powerful way - silently opening his arms and gently holding her in his arms.

This simple yet affectionate action, speaking volumes, expressed his inner feelings.

Being tightly held in Ling Yan's arms, Xue Jinhua was completely immersed in this warmth and sweetness.

However, even though the feeling of happiness at this moment was as intoxicating as the warm spring sunshine, she still remained clear-headed in her heart: such a beautiful time was ultimately only a flash in the pan and would pass in a flash.

After a while, Xue Jinhua gradually came back to her senses from her intoxicated state and regained her spirits.

She raised her head, looked at Ling Yan with full eyes, and asked softly: "Ling Yan, do you have any specific plans for the future?"

Ling Yan said to her solemnly, "You are about to give birth, and now Meng Jincheng is still thinking of holding a banquet. In my opinion, although he has not yet determined the specific date, it is very likely that he will choose the day when you are about to go into labor."

At this time, she was already pregnant for a long time, and Meng Jincheng naturally knew the truth.

If Xue Jinhua is unable to give birth successfully on her own, then with Meng Jincheng's character and means, he will surely find a way to solve this problem.

However, if it really gets to that moment, I'm afraid everything will become out of control and the situation will get out of hand.

Xue Jinhua was well aware of this, and couldn't help feeling worried.

Seeing her worried look, Ling Yan quickly comforted her: "Don't worry, when the time comes, I will arrange everything properly, and then you just need to follow my instructions."

Not long after he finished speaking, Ling Yan lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Xue Jinhua's ear and whispered a few words.

After Xue Jinhua heard these words, a glimmer of brightness suddenly flashed in her originally dull eyes.

Then, the two of them couldn't help but hug each other tightly.

At the same time, Runanji in Nanjiang City thought that Meng Jincheng would definitely not come this time. Who would have expected that when he was off guard, Meng Jincheng suddenly appeared in Nanjiang City.

"Master Run, I wonder what the emperor's condition is like now?"

Meng Jincheng looked extremely anxious, with beads of sweat even oozing out of his forehead. He wished he could rush into the bedroom to find out what was going on.

He clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to Runanji, and said anxiously, "I am late, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Run Nanji was slightly startled, and after a pause he slowly said: "Lord Meng, you are too polite. The emperor has fallen asleep now. Lord Meng might as well go back and rest first." After that, he waved his hand gently, signaling Meng Jincheng to leave.

Meng Jincheng was a little surprised when he heard this. His mouth was slightly open, his face full of disbelief, and he muttered to himself: "The emperor is asleep? How is this possible..."

Seeing this, Runanji nodded and replied solemnly, "It is absolutely true. The emperor was in a bad mood tonight and went to bed early after returning to the palace. City Lord Meng should go back quickly. If you accidentally disturb the emperor's sleep, you may cause trouble."

Although Meng Jincheng was full of doubts, he still didn't dare to rush into the bedroom.

After all, the emperor's power is unpredictable, and any carelessness can lead to fatal disaster.

However, since he was unable to see the emperor in person, his heart always felt as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and he was always in a state of panic and anxiety.

This feeling made him feel very uneasy, and he just wanted to rush in and see what was going on regardless of the consequences.

But now Runanji has explained the situation so clearly. If he insisted on breaking in, it would be unreasonable and unacceptable. Thinking of this, Meng Jincheng had to suppress his inner impulse and sighed helplessly.

At this moment, his worries and doubts increased.

Just when Meng Jincheng was full of suspicion, a sound of light footsteps was heard. It turned out that a palace maid walked in with a bowl of steaming medicine in her hand.

Meng Jincheng's steps, which were about to move forward, suddenly stopped, as if he was fixed in place by an invisible force.

The maid said respectfully, "Sir Run, the emperor's medicine has been boiled and must be drunk while it is hot."

When Runanji heard this, his heart sank.

He was of course aware that the emperor was not in the room at the moment, but he was not in a position to say it out loud.

And judging from City Lord Meng's expression, he was obviously very confused about the current situation.

At this time, Meng Jincheng stood there motionless, staring at the bowl of medicine, as if he would not stop until he saw the emperor swallow it.

Seeing this, Runanji hurriedly said, "City Lord Meng, you don't know that the emperor is resting right now. As for this medicine, I will serve it to the emperor after he wakes up."

However, Runanji's words sounded like nothing more than perfunctory words to City Lord Meng.

So Meng Jincheng almost didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Master Run, I know how you feel at the moment, but it is better to let the emperor drink this bowl of medicine while it is still warm!"

However, Runanji frowned and responded seriously: "City Lord Meng, don't you understand what I just said?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction and blame in his tone.

Seeing that the words had reached this point, Meng Jincheng couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he looked directly at Run Nanji, questioning, "Master Run, you are so determined to prevent me from seeing the emperor. Is there something hidden in this bedroom that cannot be revealed? Or is the emperor not in there at all?"

These words were spoken bluntly and sharply, without any room for tact.

When Runanji heard this, his breathing suddenly stagnated and a hint of anger instantly appeared on his face.

He widened his eyes and shouted angrily, "Lord City Lord, please don't speak nonsense! The emperor is sleeping peacefully in there. If he is disturbed and woken up at this time, can you bear the responsibility?"

Facing Run Nanji's rebuke, the city lord did not back down at all. Instead, he sneered and continued to ask: "Master Run, the emperor is injured and needs someone to take care of him. But Master Run is stubborn and insists on preventing the city lord from entering to visit him."

"May I ask what Lord Run's intentions are? If you can't give a convincing explanation, don't blame me for not being polite anymore!"

The two men were already drawing their swords and bows in anger. Meng Jincheng was determined to go in, but Run Nanji was still trying to stop him.

But the more this happened, the more Meng Jincheng believed in his feelings that there was something strange going on.

"Someone, come in, let this city lord in. This city lord must check today to see if the emperor is in there or not."