"He's still breathing!" the royal guard breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly became tense again.
"Quick, back to the palace! Notify the group of royal physicians, bring in the restoration mages from the water and light sectors!! And the royal alchemists too, any profession that can provide treatment, none must be overlooked. If something happens to him, we'll all be in big trouble!!"
"And, notify the Yelang family, Seventh Princess..."
...
"Clack..."
The teacup fell to the ground, scattering in all directions.
"What did you say? Yelang was struck by lightning, and now his life is in danger?" Long Anqi seemed unable to believe it, anxiously confirming.
"Yes, just now Young Master Yelang returned alone in the rain, and was struck by lightning on the way. He is now receiving treatment at the palace," the royal guard replied.
At this point, Long Anqi didn't care about anything else, nor did she investigate why Yelang had returned alone, and she ignored the strong wind and heavy rain outside as she and Yecheng Tian rushed towards the palace on horseback.
The two of them were the first from the Yelang family to reach the palace. Shortly after, with the news spreading, Yelang's parents, Yelang's parents, as well as the ailing Huoniu, also hurried to the palace in the midst of the thunderstorm.
"Chengtian, Anqi, you're here, don't worry, the physicians are treating Yelang and according to them, his life is not in danger."
When Yecheng Tian and his wife were brought to the place where Thirteen was being treated, they saw the Emperor and the tear-stained Seventh Princess, and the Emperor immediately informed them of the situation.
"How is he doing now? Can we go in and see him?" Long Anqi asked, unable to relax until she saw her son.
"Not yet, there can't be too many people inside, it will hinder their treatment. Don't worry, with the royal physicians and the healing clergy, even if your son is in critical condition, we can still save him," the Emperor smiled slightly, seemingly trying to break the gloomy atmosphere.
"What's going on, why did he go back alone?" After calming down, Long Anqi began to question.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left him alone in the room, it's my fault," the Seventh Princess regretted.
"Why did you let him go alone? You know him, you should've taken care of him, and shouldn't have taken him out," Long Anqi accused unapologetically, ignoring the tear-stained face of the Seventh Princess and her expression of remorse.
"It's my oversight. I forgot that Taya wasn't with him and didn't accompany him." The Seventh Princess said softly, with tears seeming to appear in her eyes again.
"Taya... she isn't a god, she gets sick too. On ordinary days, at a time like this, Yelang would stay home and take care of her clumsily..."
When it came to Huoniu, Long Anqi spoke a bit absent-mindedly. Later, she thought of her son's way of caring, making her feel like laughing, but at this moment, how could she laugh.
"You don't have to be like this, they said Yelang will be okay. I'm sure the healing inside will be complete soon and you'll get back a complete Yelang," the Emperor said when he noticed the atmosphere becoming oppressive.
"Yes, what's wrong with you two women? My son has a strong destiny, nothing will happen to him. Don't be so gloomy here, you're bad luck." Yecheng Tian held Long Anqi's hand said, as a man, he should give women confidence at this time.
"Also, Anqi, this can't be blamed entirely on others."
"Right, this matter can't be blamed on the princess entirely. It was agreed in advance that Yelang would stay, and he nodded. I don't know why, but he went back," a maid interjected. She didn't want to see her mistress being wronged.
"We shouldn't talk about this matter now. We'll know when Yelang wakes up," the Seventh Princess said, knowing that even if they were to guess the reason, Thirteen was such a special person that they wouldn't be able to figure it out.
Not long after, the royal physicians and others filed out from inside and delivered good news to the anxious people outside, alleviating a good deal of their anxiety.
"Young Master Yelang is in stable condition, with no significant health problems, although he may be in a coma for a while and won't wake up right away. You don't need to try to wake him up, let him rest for a while."
"Can we go in and see him?"
"You can! But please be quiet and don't disturb him."
"Okay, got it."
When everyone went in, they saw Yelang, the Young Master of the Yelang family, with a slightly furrowed brow, not knowing if it was because of pain or for some other reason, which made Long Anqi and the others feel a kind of inexplicable heartache.
But it was fortunate that Thirteen's life force was intact, which temporarily eased their worries. As long as he was fine, even if there were other problems, they could figure out a solution.
Not long afterward, Huoniu and Yelang's parents arrived, seeing Thirteen, who was lying unconscious on the bed, Huoniu's face displayed a complex expression of sorrow and anger.
"You promised me something, that you would take good care of the young master, why did he end up like this?" Huoniu looked coldly at the Seventh Princess, almost ready to yell if it weren't for fear of disturbing Thirteen.
However, this quietly cold questioning carried a different flavor, which made it quite apparent that she was angry, apparently angry about this.
"I also don't know why it turned out like this. Everything was fine before. I don't know why he would leave alone," the Seventh Princess shook her head and said.
"I don't care why he left. He's always been like this. You should have taken good care of him for me. If you can't do it, then don't promise me!" Hu Niu's voice remained indifferent. "If something happens to him, I won't let you off!!"
Was it too much to say that in front of so many people, a maid speaking to an imperial princess in such a way seemed a bit odd?
Especially in the presence of the Emperor, it seemed she did not hold the empire in high regard at all.
These words furrowed the Emperor's brow, surprised some, angered others, but only the Seventh Princess herself felt ashamed, for the Thirteenth Young Master and Hu Niu.
"Bold! How dare you speak to the princess in such a manner," the princess's maid scolded. In their eyes, Hu Niu was nothing more than a female slave. Even if the Thirteenth Young Master doted on her, it did not change this fact. To them, a female slave daring to challenge an imperial princess, as the princess's maidservant, naturally would not be polite! However...