Qin Sheng changed her clothes and gracefully walked out from behind the screen, saying that she was hungry. She scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge and was about to put it in her mouth.
"Sister—" Qin Wen suddenly grabbed her arm and reminded her anxiously, "It's hot! Be careful, it's hot, eat slowly."
"Thank you for your concern, Wen'er." Qin Sheng slowly put down the bowl, pushed it towards her, and said with a smile, "Since I became pregnant, my sense of taste seems to have become a little dull. Wen'er, would you like to taste this porridge for me?"
Qin Wen was caught off guard by Qin Sheng's sudden action.
She hesitated for a moment, but seeing Qin Sheng's expectant eyes and thinking about the packet of powder she had just sprinkled, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
After hesitating for a moment, she still gritted her teeth, took the bowl of millet porridge, gently scooped up a spoonful, carefully blew on it, and then put it in her mouth.
The porridge was at a perfect temperature, and as it glided across the tongue, it had a slightly sweet taste.
Qin Wen tried her best to remain calm and not let her expression give her any clues.
After swallowing the porridge, she nodded gently and said to Qin Sheng, "Sister, this porridge tastes good, it's sweet and delicious."
Upon hearing this, a hint of mockery flashed in Qin Sheng's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
"Alright, someone come here!" Qin Sheng shouted.
Dongling lowered her head and quickly walked up to her, asking, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Go tell the imperial kitchen that from now on, every meal in my palace will be served in duplicate." After saying that, she took Qin Wen's hand and said with a smile, "Wen'er, how about you be my taste buds from now on? Whichever you say tastes good, I'll eat that, okay?"
Qin Wen's heart tightened, and she secretly wondered if Qin Sheng had discovered something amiss.
She remained calm on the surface, nodded, and said in a feigned happy tone, "Okay, sister, Wen'er is so happy to be able to help you!"
After hearing this, Qin Sheng smiled with relief, picked up the bowl again, took the spoon, and slowly scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge.
Qin Wen stared intently at her, silently praying: Eat quickly! Eat quickly! Eat quickly!
Just as Qin Sheng's spoon touched her lips and her mouth was already open, a palace maid suddenly rushed in, panting, and reported, "Your Highness, something terrible has happened!"
"What terrible thing has happened that you have no manners at all!"
Qin Sheng slammed the bowl down on the table, her face full of anger, and said, "If it's not urgent, you'll be in for a surprise!"
The palace maid knelt on the ground, her voice tinged with fear: "Your Majesty, His Majesty has suddenly fainted in the Imperial Study. Chief Eunuch Li sent me to inform you that you must go to the Imperial Study immediately."
Qin Sheng's face stiffened, and the spoon in her hand slipped from her grasp.
She quickly stood up, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes: "What...what should we do?"
Seeing this, Qin Wen quickly stepped forward to support Qin Sheng and gently comforted her, "Sister, His Majesty must have been too tired and fainted for a moment. As the mistress of this harem, you must remain calm."
"Yes, yes, the Emperor is ill, and I am the only pillar in and out of the palace. I can't panic, I have to stay calm."
Qin Sheng took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in her heart.
She turned her head and said in a deep voice to the palace maid beside her, "Quickly fetch my cloak, I must leave immediately."
Despite the sunshine in the biting winter wind, Qin Sheng, draped in a heavy cloak, could not ward off the piercing cold and trembled involuntarily.
She gazed at the endless rows of glazed tile roofs, her heart filled with trepidation and unease.
Last time, Zhao Yi was in the Imperial Study when he fainted from anger because Zhao Yuan had handled the Cangchunlou case poorly.
What political matter caused him to faint this time?
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