Reborn As Divine Doctor to Rule the World-Chapter 196 - 197 There Will Be No Problem
Chapter 196: Chapter 197: There Will Be No Problem
Chapter 196: Chapter 197: There Will Be No Problem
Shao He felt immensely guilty. If I hadn’t been careless for that moment, Chu Yu wouldn’t have managed to make such a big fuss.
“I’m sorry, it was my negligence that led to this…”
“It has nothing to do with you. Chu Yu meticulously planned for a month, taking everything into account. Even if you wanted to avoid this, there was nowhere to hide,” Pei Huaian said, devoid of any blame, his words offering comfort instead.
Yan Ze frowned with concern and couldn’t help but say, “That being said, the fact that you struck a major official of the Imperial Court in front of everyone is undeniable.”
“Moreover, the common people are also abuzz about this matter; clearly, someone has been deliberately instigating this.”
Shao He pursed her lips without responding.
Seeing this, Pei Huaian had to change the subject, “Father has always been indulgent with me; he won’t do anything this time either.”
“You should still be more cautious,” Yan Ze said, worried that someone might take this opportunity to kick you while you’re down.
Especially in the imperial palace, many eyes were fixed on him with envy or malice. Now that he had committed such a grave error, certainly, someone would speak against him before The Emperor, seeking harsh punishment for him.
“Let’s go to the palace and see Father’s attitude,” Pei Huaian said in a deep voice.
“That’s a good idea! Be extra careful after you enter the palace,” Shao He nodded and replied.
Everyone had looks of worry on their faces. Just then, Luo Jiner’s arrogant voice suddenly came from outside the door.
“Shao He, come out, you spineless woman!”
“It’s all because of you that the Marquis got injured, and now you’ve run off to hide here!”
“Shao He, come out!”
The clamor from outside kept on, and Yun Qian had the servant boy block the frantic woman.
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“Miss Luo, you should calm down first, what seems to be the matter…”
“What else could it be? Do you know what sort of person Shao He is? She’s a wanton woman, constantly flirting and fickle. Don’t be deceived by her appearance!”
“Do you not know that the child she’s carrying isn’t the Marquis’s at all, but the result of her liaison with another man!”
Luo Jiner’s words became increasingly distasteful. The smile on Yun Qian’s face faded, and his gaze grew more contemptuous as he coldly ordered, “Throw this lady out, and she’s not to set foot in Anji Hall ever again.”
In the rear hall, Pei Huaian’s expression was icy. Just as he was about to step out, his wrist was grasped.
“Consider it the ravings of a dog. Why bother with her? But she did give me an idea,” Shao He suddenly said, a small smile appearing on her face. This matter wouldn’t just end like this. Chu Yu got what he deserved; the punishment due was still to come.
She stepped in front of Yan Ze and bowed, “I wish to bring charges against Chu Yu for taking the child and plotting against Miss Jhiang, causing her to fall and nearly resulting in two deaths.”
At this statement, Pei Huaian heartily agreed, “Right, such a person should be thrown into prison; not only did he target a child, but he even schemed against a pregnant woman.”
It was as if he had no regard for human life, acting solely for personal gain, almost leading to someone’s death.
Hearing her, Yan Ze nodded, “Good.”
He had never liked Chu Yu anyway, and now with the opportunity at hand, he was naturally going to deal with him thoroughly; such a person truly had a callous heart.
Pei Huaian still wanted to spend time with the child when a eunuch from the palace suddenly arrived, “Fifth Prince, please come with this old servant at once; The Emperor is furious.”
“Oh? Father is very angry?”
“How could he not be? If you’re any later, who knows what else he would break?” the eunuch replied with a feathery duster in hand and a wry smile on his face.
“Hmm, let’s go.”
Pei Huaian glanced at Shao He, whose face was fraught with worry, raised his hand to smooth her frown, and said, “Trust that I will be all right, take good care of the child.”
“Yes.” Shao He watched his receding figure reluctantly, her eyes laden with anxiety.
Yan Ze watched Shao He with a puzzled expression, sensing a bit of ambiguity between them.
“You two…”
“I’m somewhat tired today; about Chu Yu’s matter, I’ll discuss it in detail with Master Yan on another day,” Shao He said, having anticipated his question, interrupting him and effectively showing him out.
Right now, she had no strength to consider too much; all she thought about was how to make Chu Yu face punishment, and thinking of his illness, an idea formed in her mind.
Inside the meticulously ordered Imperial Study Room of the imperial palace, Emperor Pei Yuan stood with his fists clenched behind his back, gazing at his son before him, and hurled the memorial in his hand.
“Look what’s written here; it’s all about your controversies; why can’t you stay out of trouble!”
Pei Huaian knelt silently on the ground. Other than being talkative in front of Shao He, he was laconic with others, hardly uttering a word.
“Won’t you say anything?”
The Emperor, expecting a defense, grew even angrier at his silent son. He gripped a teacup from the table and smashed it on the floor, startling the nearby eunuch.
Hot tea splashed onto Pei Huaian’s brocade robe, and the shattered porcelain cut the back of his hand, blood oozing out. He seemed unfazed, not even sparing it a glance.
The Emperor, on the other hand, had a look of pain on his face, yearning to reach out his hand, but quickly clenched it into a fist and brought it to his mouth, coughing lightly.
“You don’t make things easy for me at all. Killing an Imperial Court Official is a severe crime! And to do it before the common people, how will they regard you in the future!”
“How will the civil and military officials respect you in the future? You’re really digging your own grave!”
The Emperor was so agitated that he didn’t know what else to say. Seeing his son kneeling there like a statue, he was infuriated, clutching his chest with one hand, exasperated as if he couldn’t forge steel out of his son’s disposition.
