Chapter 273: Achieving Consummation

why are you always so reckless in your actions If someone were to hear this, the consequences would be unimaginable. Be careful, walls have ears." 。"What are you afraid of Sister, this is our territo..."Bei Ling and Dong Yue's attack was too fierce, the Southern Border Emperor was unfortunately shot in the heart!" The guard replied.

His pupils shrank violently, Su Ziyix's throat tightened, "Where is he"

"Just carried back to my tent," the guard's voice trailed off, and he suddenly felt a gust of wind rush past him. When he looked up again, Su Ziyi was nowhere to be seen.

"How is he" Su Ziyi rushed to Zhao Tianyu's tent, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His dark hair was disheveled, strands clinging to his cheeks, but he didn't even bother catching his breath. He immediately asked about Zhao Tianyu's condition with concern.

Seeing the arrow deeply embedded in Zhao Tianyu's chest, Su Ziyue's handsome face, slightly beaded with perspiration, paled inch by inch. A feeling called heartache spread through his body, a pain so intense he could barely breathe.

For the first time, he was afraid.

He feared that the person who always teased him and annoyed him would never be able to open their eyes again.

The imperial physician who came to check Zhao Tianyu's wound paused for a moment, then instinctively knelt down and bowed, "Your humble servant pays respects to the Emperor..."

"There's no need for such formalities. How are his injuries Is he in any danger" Su Ziyue waved him off, strode to Zhao Tianyu's side, and glared at his pale face. Her heart ached like needles.

From when did he unknowingly occupy such a large place in his heart Important to the point of being irreplaceable…

“This, the arrow shot into King Nanjiang’s position is too dangerous, I fear it has already injured his lungs and heart. I fear, I fear, there is no hope of recovery.” The imperial physician said helplessly.

At these words, Su Ziyi's heart plummeted to the bottom of a valley. A terrifying aura of rage enveloped the entire tent, scaring the imperial physicians inside so much that they dared not even breathe. "I don't care about all this," he roared. "I want you to save him! You must save his life! If anything happens to him, none of you will live! You will all bury yourselves with him!"

All the imperial physicians looked at each other, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads. They stammered, "Your Majesty..."

"I don't want to hear any nonsense, I want you to save him immediately, do you understand!" Su Ziyi tightly grasped Zhao Tianyu's hand, his temples throbbing with anger.

Under the weight of Su Ziyue's furious Dragon Court and immense pressure, the imperial physicians wiped the sweat from their brows in unison. "Yes, yes, yes, Your Majesty, we will do everything in our power to bring the Southern Border Emperor back safely."

Upon hearing this, Su Ziyi's expression eased slightly.

He looked at him, then at Zhao Tianyu on the bed covered in blood. One of the imperial physicians, gathering his courage, spoke up: "Your Majesty, the humble minister has blundered and caused you harm. Please excuse me."

Upon hearing this, Su Ziyi's attitude was surprisingly resolute. "No, I won't leave. I'll stay here with him!"

The oracle's decree was absolute, and with no other option, the assembled physicians could only accompany him, their hearts pounding as they desperately tried to save Zhao Tianyu's life.

It was night, deeper and wetter than ever, with a biting cold that pierced to the bone.

By the time Zhao Tianyu's wound was treated, it was already midnight. However, Zhao Tianyu still showed no signs of waking up.

The imperial physician trembled, his heart pounding as he whispered, "Your Majesty, the arrow from the Nanjiang Emperor's chest has been removed, and the wound has been treated, but…"

"Just what" Su Ziyi's heart, which had just calmed down, jumped again, and she asked nervously.

"The next few days will be the most dangerous. If his wound becomes infected and causes a fever, the Emperor of Nanjiang could be in grave danger," the Imperial physician said gravely, without mincing words.

He nodded, Su Ziy翼's gaze never leaving Zhao Tianyu's face, "How should I do this"

“Someone must stay awake all night to take care of Emperor Nanjiang. They need to change the towel on his forehead every half hour until he wakes up, otherwise, I am helpless.” A wound is most afraid of infection. If we can get through these few days, then there won't be a problem anymore.

"Good, I understand. You all may leave." Su Ziy翼 nodded seriously, his heart feeling lighter.

"The humble minister obeys." Finally, he could retreat. The imperial physicians hurriedly grabbed their medicine chests and rushed out of the sleeping tent as quickly as possible.

I don't know if it's their illusion, but I always feel that their emperor seems to have a complicated relationship with the Emperor of Nanjiang!

In the tent, Su Ziyi gently rolled up his sleeves to wipe his hands clean. He soaked a towel in water, wrung it out, and placed it on his forehead. Then, he sat by his bed, his eyes downcast, mumbling to himself: “Scoundrel, why aren’t you awake yet Aren’t you the most mischievous one Why haven’t you woken up I won’t allow you to die, I won’t!”

"Wake up!" Su Ziyi's eyes were red as she gripped his hand tightly, "Didn't you say you'd marry into the palace I agreed to it, didn't I hear You can't die, I absolutely won't allow it!"

"Tian Yu…" It was the first time he'd spoken his name, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear it.

The tent was silent for a long time. After what felt like an eternity, just as Su Ziyue's eyes were about to well up with tears, a faint, hoarse voice whispered, "…you... are you really serious"

"You're awake!" Su Ziyi was startled and raised his head abruptly.

"I just heard it, you promised, don't back out." Zhao Tianyu pulled at the corner of his mouth, a handsome and pale face revealing a satisfied smile of joy.

His face stiffened, Su Ziyi's earlobes quickly turned crimson. He coughed lightly and awkwardly averted his head, "You misheard, I didn't say anything."

As soon as he heard this, Zhao Tianyu immediately panicked and instinctively stood up, "I clearly heard..." Ugh!"

His movements were too big, and he accidentally pulled at the wound. Zhao Tianyu suddenly felt a sharp pain that caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

"Don't move!" Su Ziyi was startled and hurriedly stopped him.

"So, do your words from before still stand" Zhao Tianyu insisted on this point.

"Stop fidgeting, just lie still for me. If you die, don't blame me." Su Ziyue was defeated by him and glared at him angrily.

"With your words, how could I possibly consider dying" With his words, Zhao Tianyu felt like he had been given a shot of adrenaline. He grinned happily, grinning like a fool, "I'm kind of thirsty."

"Just lie down, and I'll pour you some tea." Su Ziyi immediately got up and poured him a cup of hot water. After blowing on it to cool it down, she carefully brought it to his lips.

Zhao Tianyu didn't immediately take it, he just grinned foolishly at him.

Seeing him stare at her intently, Su Ziyi was puzzled, "What are you looking at"

"Look at my wife, she's so beautiful." Zhao Tianyu grinned foolishly.

His ears burned red, Su Ziyin glared at him, "Get it straight, you're the one marrying in."

"That's my person too." Zhao Tianyu said proudly, "I'm a little tired, I'll lie down for a bit. Are you coming up to keep me company"

Su Ziyue shook her head. "No need, I'm afraid of touching your wound."

"It's okay, having you by my side makes me sleep more soundly."

"Hmm."

Hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist the expectation in his eyes, so she lay down beside him gently.

Anyway, it's not the first time I slept with him, so there's no need to be overly dramatic.dirt, looking utterly dishevelled compared to the elegant and refined woman she had been when they first met. 。“No, this palace won’t go to the cold palace! This palace is a noble consort, the Empero...