Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 817: Nan Feng Goes to the Emperor’s Chambers

Chapter 817: Chapter 817: Nan Feng Goes to the Emperor’s Chambers

The Emperor also turned his head to look at Concubine Jiang, "Was it you?"

Concubine Jiang’s face turned deathly pale with fright, to say it wasn’t her, who would believe it? There were several people watching behind her, would she dare not to admit it?

It was also because she felt so oppressed these past few days, the person sent by the Dowager Empress had not yet arrived, and Nan Feng had just squatted down to pat the mud, which was the perfect opportunity to harm her. If not now, when?

"Your Majesty, I... I did not see clearly that Nan Feng was in front, she suddenly squatted down, so I just..."

"You went up and bumped into her, is that it?" the Emperor asked with a darkened expression.

"Your Majesty, I..." Concubine Jiang suddenly knelt down, "Your Majesty, it’s all a misunderstanding, this concubine absolutely had no intention to harm Lady Nan Feng, this concubine truly did it unintentionally. If Your Majesty does not believe, this concubine can, can die to prove my sincerity..."

Having said that, Concubine Jiang turned around to jump off the dam, but her palace maid hurriedly held her tight, "Your Highness, please don’t do anything foolish, Your Highness..."

Nan Feng watched coldly as Concubine Jiang and her palace maid put on their act. If it weren’t for just having been bumped down herself, she would have almost believed the performance was real.

Seeing that only her own palace maid was pulling her back, and that the Emperor appeared completely unanxious, Concubine Jiang had initially planned to put on an act, but now she truly felt disheartened and decided to go through with it for real.

It was better to die!

Just as Concubine Jiang truly started to struggle free from the two palace maids and jump down, the Emperor suddenly shouted, "Enough!"

So the Emperor didn’t want her to die, Concubine Jiang thought joyfully, quickly kneeling again in front of the Emperor.

She truly did not want to die.

"Your Majesty, you believe in this concubine now, don’t you?" Concubine Jiang asked.

The Emperor only felt that he had suffered a great loss of face today, what was meant to be an imperial harem fight had now spilled over into these mountains, this was a family disgrace on display, with so many local officials watching the spectacle.

"Escort Concubine Jiang back to the palace," the Emperor said, looking at the Guard behind him. Understanding the command, the Guard immediately walked up to Concubine Jiang, "Your Highness, please."

"Your Majesty, may I accompany you for a few more days?" Concubine Jiang truly didn’t want to go back. She was still hoping to carry the Dragon Seed back with her.

The Emperor, however, was looking at the river below, "If you’re not going back to the palace, then jump off."

"..." With tears in her eyes, Concubine Jiang had no choice but to be led away.

The entourage continued on while the Emperor discussed affairs with the governor, all the while keeping an eye on Nan Feng behind him, concerned that she might have another accident.

Xiaoqing also dared not to be careless this time, she had to hold onto Nan Feng’s hand.

Since Nan Feng had rolled down the dam and her cloak was covered in mud, she took it off and had Xiaoqing hold it. Afraid that she would catch a chill, Xiaoqing wanted to take off her own cloak and give it to Nan Feng to wear, but Nan Feng refused.

That night, back at the Governor Mansion, Nan Feng had just finished bathing when she heard a knock on the door.

Xiaoqing went to answer it, but saw it was Steward Wan. Steward Wan smiled respectfully and said, "Has Lady Nan Feng gone to bed yet?"

"Not yet, does Steward Wan need to see Sister Nan Feng for something?" Xiaoqing asked.

"The Emperor wishes to see Lady Nan Feng for a matter," replied Steward Wan. "If Lady Nan Feng finds it convenient at this time, could she come see His Majesty?"

Nan Feng had just bathed and was changing her clothes in the inner room, sneezing as she did so.

She thought to herself: Could it be that she caught a cold on the dam?

Her body felt cold too.

She simply changed into a more conservative outfit and draped herself with her red cloak before going to the Emperor’s room.