Li Yuanjing felt a sudden buzz in his head, as if something had exploded in his mind. A chill ran through his entire body.
The usually calm and composed Li Yuanjing found his fingers trembling slightly, his throat parched. He forced himself to steady his voice. "Is—is she badly hurt?"
De Shun wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly replied, "Imperial Consort Chen is unharmed—only a cut on her arm. The female assassin took her own life on the spot. Her Highness has returned to Yongning Palace and has summoned the imperial physicians."
Without hesitation, Li Yuanjing strode toward Yongning Palace.
De Shun hurried after him, recounting the details of the assassination attempt on Shen Wei.
