Jun Zechen hurried to Yiku Palace, and the eunuch who was dozing at the door suddenly had a look of fear on his face.

It’s so late, why is Your Majesty coming!

His body trembled violently, and then he knelt down as quickly as possible, saying in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

"Where is Concubine Ling?" Jun Zechen pursed his lips and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, the master is in the Buddhist hall." The eunuch answered tremblingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Zechen strode towards the Buddhist temple.

Jun Zechen arrived at the entrance of the Buddhist temple. Just as he was about to step into the temple, he heard the question from the palace maid who was kneeling next to Concubine Ling.

Jun Zechen's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Master, today's two hours are enough. His Majesty only asked you to pray for the Second Prince for two hours every day. Today you have already kneeled in the Buddhist temple for the third hour."

"It rained tonight and your body has already been chilled. Now it's burning hot. If you kneel down again, how can your body bear it?"

Juxiang's face was full of anxiety and worry. She frowned tightly, looked at Ling Fei eagerly, and tried to persuade her earnestly.

Concubine Ling knelt weakly on the cushion in the Buddhist hall, her face flushed and her eyes a little blurry due to the high fever.

She said weakly: "Juxiang, I can't sleep, you don't have to persuade me anymore."

Her voice was a little hoarse due to the fever.

"Master, I know that His Majesty once promised to accompany you every year during the Flower Festival. So since you can't sleep well today, I want to pray for the Second Prince. But you also have to take care of your body."

Juxiang looked at Ling Fei with heartache, her eyes slightly red and her voice choked.

"Juxiang, please stop trying to persuade me. The Second Prince died because of me. Even though I was not the mastermind, it caused Chun..."

Concubine Ling paused here, her lips trembled slightly, and then she continued.

"I am sorry for letting the Imperial Concubine lose her child."

After saying that, Princess Ling couldn't help but cough a few times, and the unhealthy blush on her face became more obvious.

Then she said with difficulty: "I can't sleep. Praying for the Second Prince can reduce the guilt in my heart. Maybe then His Majesty will hate me less..."

There was a hint of self-mockery in her tone and expression.

"Even if you want to pray, you have to be healthy. Are you dragging your sick body like this for me to see or are you really praying for the Second Prince?"

Jun Zechen's cold voice suddenly sounded. His face was a little gloomy. Then he slowly raised his steps and stepped into the Buddhist hall.

When Concubine Ling heard the familiar voice, a look of surprise first appeared on her face, then she quickly stood up and bowed.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

"Get up." Jun Zechen's voice was flat and calm.

"Why did your majesty come to Yikun Palace?"

Ling Fei raised her head slightly and asked with confusion in her eyes.

"Your personal maid came to Zhaochun Palace to cause trouble, and asked me to come to Yikun Palace to rescue you. How come you didn't know?"

Jun Zechen's indifferent eyes fell directly on her, and his words were like sharp knives, piercing her heart.

When Concubine Ling heard this, her body trembled violently and she quickly knelt on the ground, her eyes full of panic and helplessness.

Her head was already dizzy at this time, her thoughts were a little confused, and she didn't know what she was saying.

"Your Majesty, I never asked Meixiang to ask for an audience with Your Majesty. Meixiang must have seen that I was unhappy and felt sorry for me, so she acted on her own. I know I was wrong. I didn't manage the servants well and disturbed Your Majesty."

"Meixiang committed a crime. I have sent her to the Ministry of Punishment." Jun Zechen said expressionlessly.

When Concubine Ling heard this, her eyes widened with fear.

She knelt down desperately and moved to Jun Zechen's feet, holding the corner of his clothes tightly with both hands.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to let Meixiang go. She has been with me all the time. She just acted on her own because she was worried about me. Wuwu, Your Majesty, please."

Concubine Ling's eyes were already blurred with tears at this time, and tears continued to flow out like a flood, accompanied by her crying, which made people feel pity.

Jun Zechen frowned and looked at her at this moment, his heart full of complicated emotions.

The reason why he was so indifferent to her was that he didn't want Ling Yue to hurt herself again and again in order to gain his sympathy.

But seeing her being so humble and compromising now, the happy and free-spirited her in the past would unconsciously emerge in his mind.

He hoped that she would no longer be obsessed with his favor. Even without his favor, he would make sure Ling Yue could live well in the harem.

He hoped that she could live in peace in the harem. He didn't want to see her become unrecognizable, and he didn't want to see her die because of the various calculations in the harem.

Ling Yue cried extremely sadly, and her grief-stricken sobs seemed to burst her heart and lungs.

Her body was already weak from the high fever, and she seemed to be tottering as if she had no bones, and her head was dizzy, as if it was stuffed with paste.

When facing the man's frosty indifference, Ling Yue felt a black screen before her eyes, and she fell straight back and fainted.

Jun Zechen was shocked when he saw this, and a look of anxiety instantly appeared on his face. He quickly reached out and picked her up.

"Where is the imperial physician!" Jun Zechen roared, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

After saying that, Jun Zechen held Ling Yue in his arms and strode towards the bedroom of Yikun Palace.

After entering the bedroom, Jun Zechen put her on the bed.

Concubine Ling frowned tightly, as if she was in great pain.

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