Chapter 8.2 (1/2)

Lan Yun didn’t expect that her plan would fail like this. On the road back to the mansion, Qi Er Lun and Fang Yun Luo were even more intimate than before and hardly separated. This was more than she could bear; during the entire trip, she racked her brains for another way to get rid of Fang Yun Luo.

“Lady Yun, the Princess has sent over a medicine to supplement your body’s needed nutrients. You should drink it hot!” Qiu Yue showed the medicine to Lan Yun.

Fang Yun Luo was worried that the frightening experience in the forest had scared Lan Yun, affecting the child in her stomach; also affecting Qi Er Lun’s treatment towards her. She was somewhat softhearted and felt sorry for Lan Yun who had lost his affection.

Medicine for her? She would be so kind? “I don’t want to drink it. If she was really that kind-hearted, then she shouldn’t hold onto the Lord and not let go.”

“Lady Yun, who the Lord loves cannot be controlled by the Princess. This is a token of the Princess’ goodwill. Why don’t you drink it while it’s still hot!”

“Qiu Yue, who is your master? You are constantly supporting the Princess, behave accordingly otherwise I will wed you to the old chef Fang.”

When Qiu Yue heard this, she knelt down. “Lady Yun, of course I am always thinking about you.”

Her lord had given her to the Lady Yun, so naturally she had the power to decide her fate.

“Go pour this medicine out.”

“Yes.” Swiftly Qiu Yue stood up and prepared to leave.

“Wait a minute!”

A plan suddenly flashed across her mind, Lan Yun quickly called out.

Qiu Yue turned around to look at Lan Yun: “Lady Yun.”

“Put the medicine down. Go help me buy this medicine.”

Putting down the medicine, Qiu Yue asked: “Buy what medicine?”

“Come closer so I can whisper it.”

Listening to this, Qiu Yu whole body trembled: “Lady Yun, you can not possibly do this!”

“Listen to me. If I can successfully become the Princes, I will wed you to Yan Yue. But if you were to leak news of this affair out, then I will wed you to the old chef Fang.”

Yan Yue? The old chef? Qiu Yue was left without choice. “I will go buy it now.” Her heart tight, she had no choice but to obey Lan Yun.

“My Lord, my Lord!” Qiu Yue stumbled into the East Wing. Without even a notice, she stormed to the Lord and Princess’ bedchamber.

She did not except Lady Yun to drink down the medicine in one gulp. Afterwards, she was in so much pain, she was rolling about in the bed. Blood flowed out, staining the entire bed; without Lady Yun to urge her, he ran towards the East Wing.

When Fang Yun Luo heard Qiu Yue cries of panic and grief, she promptly threw off Qi Er Lun’s hug, put on a robe and went to open the door.

“Qiu Yue, what is the matter?”

“Lady Yun, she, she……” Qiu Yue’s hands and feet felt weak.

“Whatever words you have to say, say them slowly.”

Taking a deep breath she finally spoke: “Reporting to the Lord, the Princess, Lady Lun she………she is bleeding rivers!”

Qiu Yue was really nervous, one, it was her first time seeing that much blood and two, she felt guilty for it.

“Qiu Yue, return first. The Lord and I will quickly follow.”

“Yes.”

After Qiu Yue returned to the West Wing, Qi Er Lun and Fang Yun Luo were already inside Lan Yun’s room. They had clearly rushed there.

Lan Yun kept on screaming out painfully, so Fang Yun Luo first pressed on her point, numbing her pain.

“My Lord, the child is gone. This servant was unable to save it.”