Chapter 315: Playing Pitiful

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Within a side room in the courtyard, Chu Lian was about to get to bed under Wenqing's careful attendance.

She had been feeling tired throughout the day, and had even received a surprise 'assault' from He Changdi during the night. Her mind had been on edge for a near 24 whole hours. Now that she finally got to relax, the exhaustion piled up upon her.

However, the moment she laid down, there was a rumble of thunder, and then came the pitter-patter of raindrops against the roof tiles.

Chu Lian stared blankly at the ceiling. She blinked her almond-shaped eyes several times, then pulled up the blanket to cover her ears in an attempt to isolate herself from the annoying sound of rainfall.

Wenqing stood to one side, contemplating whether to speak or not. She had already received news of Third Young Master coming over and waiting outside the gates.

It was evident that Prince and Princess Wei had no intention of keeping He Changdi's actions from Chu Lian.

The final say was left to Chu Lian. Even though Wenqing was concerned about the well-being of her master, as a mere servant, it wasn't her place to say anything.

Chu Lian reached out and made a gesture for Wenqing to go and said, "You've worked hard today. Go get some rest too."

Wenqing sighed inwardly. The quarrel between Third Young Madam and Third Young Master must be really bad this time. Even at this point in their relationship, there were still obstacles between the two of them.

"This servant will retreat for now. This servant will have a rest on the chaise right outside; please call for this servant if you need anything, Third Young Madam."

Once Wenqing's footsteps faded away, Chu Lian pulled down the blanket covering her face.

As she looked at the peaceful turquoise-colored canopy, her mind was filled with chaotic thoughts.

She forced her eyes shut, but the pelting rain and cracking thunder still managed to pierce her ears, each assault like hammers slamming down on her heart.

Chu Lian tossed and turned but she just couldn't fall asleep. Her mind was consumed by the words reported by a servant who had come by earlier.

"Honoured Lady, Marquis Anyuan has come over looking for you. The princess ordered the guards to stop him from entering and the guards have advised him to leave, but it doesn't seem like Marquis Anyuan intends to do so. He has been standing at the entrance for an hour. Do you have any orders?"

It had never occured to Chu Lian that it would rain tonight, and that it would be such a heavy downpour.

That lunatic He Sanlang wouldn't actually be so silly as to stand in front of the gate all night, right?

The entrance only had small eaves hanging over the door to serve as protection from the rain.

Wouldn't he be soaked by now?

It was already spring, and summer would soon come, but it was still easy to fall ill by staying out in the rain like this.

Even though they had Great Doctor Miao, the Great Wu Dynasty wasn't like modern times. They didn't have any advanced medical equipment. Thus, even the smallest cold could end up taking a person's life.

Chu Lian's thoughts went wild. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became.

The maidservant had said that Laiyue was there as well. That fellow wouldn't just stand there and watch his master get soaked, right?

He Sanlang would have to stay by His Majesty's side as a guard the next morning as well...

After tossing and turning restlessly in bed for another fifteen minutes, Chu Lian couldn't continue lying down anymore. She got up and listened to the pouring rain, praying that it would lighten up, but the heavens paid no heed to her wishes. The rain outside didn't get any softer at all; it felt like it grew louder instead.

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