As expected of someone he values, she is indeed beautiful. But why is her face so pale? Jiang Lin said that Lin Aiqing's health has improved a lot, so why is she so thin and her face has no color at all?

As Emperor Kangxi pondered this, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The official who was reporting on the situation of the Huai River shuddered, and his originally confident words became slightly stammering.

Emperor Kangxi didn't notice this at all; he only felt that the officials speaking below the stage were too noisy and dragged their feet, talking for a long time without finishing.

After the officials had finally finished speaking and dutifully completed their duties, they awaited His Majesty's final judgment.

Emperor Kangxi casually said, "Okay, I understand," and dismissed him.

The official, who thought His Majesty thought he was incompetent, looked up in surprise and returned to his seat in a daze, thinking he was doomed.

When the sluggish official finally returned to his seat, Emperor Kangxi coughed lightly, "Hmm, Minister Lin Ruhai, you've returned today, haven't you?"

Qingyin, who was being watched closely by Emperor Kangxi from time to time, was speechless for a moment. Your Majesty, you've already seen it. Isn't it a bit redundant to ask again?

Qingyin, who had been detained, stood up, stepped out of the line, and curtsied, saying, "Your Majesty's concern is appreciated; I have arrived."

Standing in the open space, Qingyin felt that from the moment he stepped out, all sorts of gazes were cast upon him, some surprised, some thoughtful, and some suspicious.

"How have you been lately, my dear minister? Are you missing any medicinal herbs? I'll get you some more."

Emperor Kangxi's words put Qingyin in an extremely difficult position. The princes had thought it was already a great honor for their father to mention even one person, but to actually show concern was an absolute privilege.

Qingyin felt the increasingly intense gaze directed at her, her lips twitching slightly as she lowered her head. She didn't know whether His Majesty valued her or disliked her.

However, at this moment, he still needs to enhance his image to avoid some trouble.

Qingyin raised her head, her face as beautiful as jade, like a jade tree in full bloom.

Only then did the princes and officials who hadn't seen Qingyin's face clearly get a good look at him, like snowflakes blooming in the summer, beautiful but fleeting.

This irresistible beauty instantly and domineeringly captured everyone's attention. Her beauty transcended gender, and her unique temperament combined to create an unparalleled beauty.

"Your Majesty, I thank you for your concern. I am well now, cough cough... I don't need to trouble Your Majesty any further." His throat was itchy, and he couldn't help coughing. His excessively pale fingers clenched slightly to cover his mouth, and a little bit of scarlet blood was wiped away by his slender fingers. His thin back slumped slightly, as if he had become even more fragile, making him look pitiful.