Lu Liangwei frowned upon hearing his words, and her heart surged with mixed feelings.
Everyone present went silent with shock at the sight, so frightened that they had forgotten how to react.
Did the Emperor just kick the Noble Consort to death?
As the thought popped into their minds, something seemed to grip their hearts, and they did not even dare to breathe.
Looking at the Noble Consort convulsing uncontrollably on the ground, Lu Liangwei did not step forward to examine her.
She was no saint. There was no reason why she should forgivingly treat someone who just wanted to kill her a moment ago.
She possessed medical skills, but she would not misuse them and think that she should put aside all grudges and treat someone who wanted to kill her.
There was no way she could do that!
She had never spoken a single word to the Noble Consort, yet she viciously wanted to kill her. It was simply ridiculous.
Lu Liangwei pushed Long Yang away with a calm expression.
Zhao Qian glanced at his master, and without waiting for his instructions, he immediately ordered the servants to carry the Noble Consort away.
The Noble Consort had brought all this on herself. Of all days, she just had to pick the day Second Miss Lu entered the palace to act up.
What bad luck!
As he thought to himself, he sneaked a peek at Lu Liangwei and saw that her face was impassive. She was probably frightened out of her wits.
Well, Master could have just punished the Noble Consort lightly. Why did he have to be so violent and kick her so brutally?
Master would definitely regret frightening Second Miss Lu!
Zhao Qian put on a smile and said to Lu Liangwei, “You’ve been standing for quite a while, Second Miss Lu. Are you tired? Why don’t you take a rest in the pavilion over there?”
Lu Liangwei glanced at him, noticing his cautious behavior. Did he think that she was scared by Long Yang’s actions just now?
Although Long Yang’s reaction was beyond her expectations, she was not that fragile, alright?
However, she did not think that Long Yang would be so cruel. After all, the Noble Consort was his consort. Even if there were no romantic feelings between them, there should still be some mutual affection, right?
Thinking of this, she glanced at Long Yang once again.
Noticing her frequent gazes, Long Yang hesitated for a while. The hostility in his eyes dissipated, and he said warmly, “What are you looking at?”
Lu Liangwei shook her head. “It’s nothing.” She then hurriedly said to Butler Zhao, “I’m indeed a bit tired. Please lead the way for me, Butler Zhao.”
Zhao Qian was relieved to hear this and quickly replied, “Please come with me, Second Miss Lu.”
Lu Liangwei nodded. Just when she was about to take a step, Lu Yunshuang, who had already recovered her senses, suddenly walked over.
“Weiwei, are you alright?” She had on a concerned expression.
Lu Liangwei snorted inside, but she still replied, “I’m fine.” She then glanced at her pale complexion, and her eyes flashed. “Big Sis, you don’t look very well. Are you sick?”
Lu Yunshuang was not sick, of course, but white with anger.
Just now, when the Noble Consort had rushed over and tried to stab Lu Liangwei with her hair stick, she had seen how the usually aloof and cold-hearted Emperor held Lu Liangwei tightly in his arms.
She had been gleeful when the Noble Consort rushed forward to kill Lu Liangwei, but who would have thought that that useless woman not only failed to touch a single hair on Lu Liangwei but ruined herself instead.
What made her angrier was how much the Emperor protected Lu Liangwei.
The Noble Consort was a fool. She was so close, even if she could not stab Lu Liangwei, she could at least have scratched her face.
If Lu Liangwei lost her beauty, the Emperor would definitely abandon her.
What a pity, it was so close to happening.
Lu Yunshuang was very disappointed.
She could not bear seeing a man nobler than the Crown Prince protecting Lu Liangwei. At that moment, she saw red and was almost consumed by jealousy.