The Legend of Concubine Su

Chapter 149: Secret Romance in the Palace 1

Within the ancient and solemn courtyard of the Imperial Palace, Imperial Concubine Su Jingyue, with her unique kindness and gentleness, like a ray of spring sunshine, warmed and illuminated the hearts of countless people, earning their sincere respect and love. However, behind this seemingly peaceful and prosperous palace lies a deep undercurrent, like a surging sea, hiding countless chilling conspiracies and dangers, quietly growing in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity to strike.

It was a beautiful spring day. Su Jingyue, dressed in her gorgeous palace attire, strolled along the winding paths of the Imperial Gardens as usual. Her steps were light and graceful, and a gentle smile graced her face, seemingly able to dispel any gloom. All around her, a riot of flowers blossomed, vying for beauty like a magnificent painting. Sunlight filtered through the layers of foliage, dappling her face, casting a soft and mysterious golden glow on her stunning features.

However, in this beautiful and peaceful moment, a sudden dark shadow emerged from the flowers like a ghost, holding a sharp blade that gleamed with cold light and carrying a fierce murderous aura, and approached Su Jingyue. This change came too suddenly, and Su Jingyue's eyes widened in horror. For a moment, she stood there in a state of shock, at a loss, as if her soul was instantly frozen by the frost of fear.

At this critical moment, the imperial guard Lin Fei appeared like a divine warrior descending from the sky. His figure flashed by like lightning, rushing to Su Jingyue's side with lightning speed and holding her tightly in his arms. The assassin saw that the situation was not good, knowing that he had no chance of success, so he quickly turned around and disappeared into a bush.

"Lin Fei!" Su Jingyue let out a heartbreaking cry. With trembling hands, she supported the shaky Lin Fei. Tears streamed like pearls from a broken string, instantly blurring her vision. Her voice was filled with helplessness and despair, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

"My queen, don't cry. I'm fine." Lin Fei's mouth was bleeding, and his face was frighteningly pale, but he still managed to force a smile, trying to comfort Su Jingyue. His eyes were full of tenderness, as if all the pain could be ignored.

Su Jingyue looked at Lin Fei, tears streaming down her face, sobbing like a child. She was terrified that Lin Fei would die saving her. She felt she couldn't bear such a favor, and couldn't accept the fact that Lin Fei might lose his life because of her.

Lin Fei struggled to raise his hand and gently wiped the tears from Su Jingyue's face. His eyes fell on Su Jingyue, filled with deep affection. He forced a smile and said, "It's worth it! To be able to protect the Empress, everything is worth it." His voice was weak, as if it would fade at any moment. However, these simple words pierced Su Jingyue's heart like a knife, causing her to feel a sharp pain.

Lin Fei took a deep breath and continued, "My queen, don't be sad. As long as you are safe and sound, I will have no regrets. This is my mission and my honor." His voice gradually became lower, as if he had used up all his strength.

Su Jingyue held Lin Fei's hand tightly, feeling his warmth gradually drop. Her heart ached as if it were being torn apart, and tears blurred her vision. She wanted to tell Lin Fei that she wasn't worth his efforts, that she was just an ordinary woman, nothing special. But the words reached her lips, and she swallowed them back. She knew that no matter what she said, she couldn't change Lin Fei's decision.

Blood gushed out of Lin Fei's wound like a flood, and in the blink of an eye, his clothes were dyed scarlet. Seeing Lin Fei bleeding profusely, Su Jingyue panicked and hurriedly tore off her handkerchief to cover Lin Fei's wound, trying to stop the bleeding, but her hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"Someone come! Someone come quickly!" Su Jingyue was extremely anxious and shouted at the top of her lungs. Her voice echoed throughout the entire imperial garden and spread far and wide, as if she wanted to vent all her fear and insecurity.

Not long after, a group of guards and palace maids rushed over after hearing the commotion. When they saw the situation, expressions of fear and worry appeared on their faces. Su Jingyue suppressed her inner panic and ordered them to carefully carry Lin Fei back to the bedroom. Then she immediately sent for the imperial physician to treat Lin Fei.

After arriving at the bedroom, Su Jingyue paced restlessly around the bed, her eyes fixed on Lin Fei's pale face, not daring to look away for a moment. At this moment, her heart was filled with anxiety and regret, feeling that Lin Fei's injury was all due to her. So now she could only pray silently in her heart, hoping that Lin Fei would be out of danger and recover as soon as possible.

After the imperial physician finished the diagnosis, he saluted to Su Jingyue and said, "Your Majesty, Guard Lin's injuries are serious, but fortunately, no vital parts have been injured. As long as he is carefully taken care of, he should be fine." The imperial physician's words were like a shot of adrenaline, which slightly alleviated Su Jingyue's worries.

"Your Highness, you've been frightened too. You should return to the palace and rest," the maid advised. Her voice was filled with concern and worry, hoping Su Jingyue would take care of herself.

"No, I want to stay here with him," Su Jingyue said firmly. Her tone was full of determination and unquestionable. She knew that at this moment, what Lin Fei needed most was her company and encouragement.

In the days that followed, Su Jingyue personally cared for Lin Fei's daily life. She changed his dressings, fed him medicine, and cleaned his body, never leaving his side for a moment. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and care, as if she was using her actions to make up for the suffering Lin Fei had endured because of her.

While in his coma, Lin Fei often murmured Su Jingyue's name. His voice was weak, but each word was filled with deep affection and longing. Su Jingyue listened with mixed emotions. She knew that Lin Fei's feelings for her had long since transcended the friendship between master and servant, becoming an unspeakable deep affection. But she could not reciprocate this affection. Lin Fei had a family, and she could not let this relationship become a palace scandal, nor could she harm Lin Fei's family.

Finally, under Su Jingyue's meticulous care, Lin Fei gradually regained consciousness. A spark of life flickered in his eyes, as if to tell the world that he had not been slain by death. "My Lady..." Lin Fei spoke weakly. Though his voice was feeble, every word was filled with gratitude and deep affection.

"You're awake! That's great!" Su Jingyue cried with joy, her tears pouring out like a flood. She held Lin Fei's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave her again.

"I'm sorry for causing your Majesty to worry. It's my fault." Lin Fei struggled to stand up and salute, but his body was too weak to support the movement. His face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He looked very weak.

"Don't move. Lie still." Su Jingyue gently held him down, afraid to hurt him if she wasn't careful. Her tone was filled with tenderness and care, which moved people. She knew that what Lin Fei needed most right now was rest and recovery. Only in this way could he slowly get better.

Lin Fei looked at Su Jingyue, his eyes filled with deep affection and longing, as if he wanted to carve the person in front of him deeply into his heart. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, all his words turned into a simple and sincere greeting: "My Queen, you must take care of yourself."

Su Jingyue took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She looked at Lin Fei, her voice tinged with helplessness and pain. "Lin Fei, you shouldn't be like this. Your wife and children are waiting for you at home." She knew she couldn't give Lin Fei any hope, nor could she let him continue to be trapped in this unrequited relationship. It would be unfair to him and a disservice to his family.

Lin Fei nodded slightly, expressing his understanding. His gaze remained fixed on Su Jingyue, as if he had something else to say, but he ultimately chose silence. He knew that some things could not be changed, and some emotions could only be buried deep within his heart.

Lin Fei was silent for a moment, a flicker of struggle and pain in his eyes. But soon, he spoke slowly, "My Lady, I know I shouldn't have such extravagant thoughts. But my heart is no longer under control. My love for you has taken root since the first moment I saw you. I can't control my feelings, but I've never considered destroying your reputation, let alone hurting my family. I only wish to silently guard you by my side. Even if it's just watching you from afar, I'll be content." His voice was filled with sadness and helplessness, as if he was speaking of an unchangeable fate.

Su Jingyue turned away, tears streaming down her face again. Her heart was filled with emotion and guilt. She knew Lin Fei's feelings for her were genuine and deep, but she couldn't reciprocate. She took a deep breath and tried to sound calm and resolute. "Lin Fei, let the past be the past. You're a good person, and I hope you can treat your family well. That's what I expect of you, too." Her voice trembled slightly, but every word was filled with sincerity and resolve.

Lin Fei nodded, a hint of disappointment flashing through his eyes, but more of a look of determination and relief. As if he understood something, he smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I understand." His smile carried a hint of bitterness and relief, as if telling himself that it was all over.

After a period of recuperation, Lin Fei's injuries gradually healed. He returned to his post as the imperial guard, continuing to fulfill his duties and mission. Su Jingyue also deliberately kept her distance from him, as if to tell herself that all this was in the past.

Yet, the emotion within them, like a seed buried deep in the earth, stubbornly persists, unable to break through the soil. It grows silently, quietly blooming its own light in every quiet night. Though this emotion remains hidden from the world, it leaves a lasting mark on their hearts.