Seeing her eyes filled with tears, Xuan Ling couldn't bear to refuse her. He also wanted her to know medical skills so that he could go and see why Xue Qiong was vomiting blood.

"Then let's go, slowly."

Xuan Ling called Hua Xia in to help Sheng Xiyan put on a quilted jacket and skirt, and Eunuch Fu helped him change his clothes, and the two of them tied on cloaks.

"Your Majesty, hold hands."

Sheng Xiyan put her hand into Xuan Ling's big palm in a familiar manner. He did not refuse and led her out, looking down at her feet from time to time, fearing that she would fall.

After a cup of tea, the imperial carriage and the imperial concubine's ceremonial procession arrived at the Yupeng Palace.

The two of them went in together. Inside the hall, there was a mouthful of blood on the palace carpet beside the bed, as bright red as a crabapple flower.

It seems that vomiting blood is not an exaggeration.

Xue Qiong was lying on the couch, her face pale. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Xuan Ling and Sheng Xiyan holding hands, and she clutched the mattress in anger.

The palace maid brought a soft chair, Xuan Ling helped Sheng Xiyan sit down first, and then she sat on another soft chair.

"Where's the imperial physician? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

Xue Qiong stretched out her hand and called out weakly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...I feel so uncomfortable."

Xuan Ling stood up from the soft chair and sat down beside the couch. The woman grabbed the emperor's hand.

Sheng Xiyan narrowed her eyes and observed her to see if there was anything suspicious. This was one of the important reasons why she followed her here tonight.

Xue Qiong stroked the back of the emperor's hand with her wrist, seemingly unintentionally, but Sheng Xiyan saw it.

Is there something wrong with her wrist? Sure enough, when she stroked the back of Xuan Ling's hand, Xuan Ling felt uncomfortable behind his ear and reached out to touch it, which was also seen by Sheng Xiyan.

There must be a connection, it must be the connection with the love Gu.

Is this how she controls Xuan Ling?

"How did the princess get into this state?"

The maid knelt and said, "Your Majesty, the princess is...very sad...When you went to the Imperial Concubine, she drank the herb and said she didn't want to live anymore."

Sheng Xiyan sneered. Xue Qiong used this trick to make Xuan Ling feel guilty. She was very cruel to herself.

Baikucao, why don't you just eat Hedinghong?! I'll just poison myself to death.

"Your Majesty, I felt sad when you left. I thought you would never come back..." Xue Qiong cried.

Xuan Ling cleared his throat and said, "Noble Concubine, please show Concubine Qiong how she is now."

Sheng Xiyan was just about to stand up when she saw a fleeting glint of calculation in Xue Qiong's eyes. Could she be trying to frame me?

I won’t let you succeed. Sheng Xiyan frowned and gently stroked her belly, “Ouch, Your Majesty, my stomach suddenly feels uncomfortable.”

Xuan Ling came over quickly and touched her pregnant belly, "Are you okay? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Sheng Xiyan pretended to be weak and said, "The children are making too much noise. I don't have the energy to check Concubine Qiong's pulse. Your Majesty, don't worry. The imperial physician will be here soon."

Xuan Ling nodded, her eyes fixed on the round pregnant belly.

Xue Qiong was so angry that she wailed, "Your Majesty, I feel so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."