C38 wishful thinking

Imperial Consort Lan retracted her gaze and no longer looked at her. Instead, she closed her eyes and quietly laid on the bed.

Xi Yan gritted her teeth in hatred. Looking at the lonely expression on Imperial Consort Lan's elegant face, she finally couldn't bear to speak anymore. She spoke with unwillingness, "This servant will go to Royal Hospital right now." With that, she left in a rage