I light incense to worship the gods.
First, I wish that the entire Wei family be vindicated; second, I wish that my brothers, sisters, and relatives be safe and sound; third, I wish that the unruly ministers be executed; fourth, I wish...
May the Buddha destroy my body and eliminate my sins.
"Miss, Miss, you heard what the servant said, didn't you?"
It was Wen Yu who whispered in her ear.
Wei Shuyi's eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds. In the midst of this haze, he suddenly imagined a misty bridge, where an old woman was making soup for passersby. Lycoris radiata blossomed, voluptuous and seductive, absorbing their essence and blood before flaunting themselves on the other side.
"Yao'er, come back to the palace with me. You promised me that you would go to the outskirts of Beijing with me again for the plowing ceremony next year. You won't break your promise, will you?"
This time, it was Xie Yanci's voice.
She stopped here, the pain in her heart gradually transferred to her lower abdomen, and when it touched again, it was empty.
Didn’t it end up being unsustainable?
She clearly wasn't looking forward to the birth of the child and leaving behind the burden, so why couldn't she be happy?
"Yier, this isn't the place for you! Go back quickly!" Mother appeared and disappeared in a cloud of purple mist. "You've suffered so much over the years! I can only entrust you with the unfinished business... Go, go quickly!"
Beside the imperial desk, Concubine Jin was accompanying Xie Yanci, grinding ink in silence.
After the Empress Dowager left the Hall of Eternal Life, she found an excuse to come in, transforming into a eloquent woman to comfort the Emperor. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed rather listless, staring at the memorial for a long while without making any movement.
This is true even if there are only a few words on it.
"Your Majesty, please don't be too anxious. Since the palace maid at Sang Yuxuan said that Imperial Physician Lu has the ability to bring people back to youth, then Xi Baolin will definitely be able to wake up."
"It's been three days, and there's still no news."
The bleeding had stopped, but she looked much more haggard, like the shriveled, sagging lotus leaves in a gradually drying mud pond in autumn. I wondered if she would still be alive the next moment.
"But the heir is safe!" Imperial Concubine Jin spoke gently and thoughtfully, finding other auspicious words. "Actually, I was terrified too. I was attacked by an assassin and even fell off the carriage! But after this incident, Xi Baolin's unborn child was saved. This is heaven's will and a good omen!"
"Yes, this child is also my lucky star."
As he was speaking, Wen Yu ran out of the inner hall excitedly: "Your Majesty, the young lady is awake!"
"..." Before he could respond, his body had already taken the lead.
Suddenly losing her support, Concubine Jin almost collapsed! She was stunned for a moment, watching the emperor's departing back, straightening her sleeves, and followed him into the inner room.
"Yao'er, how do you feel now?"
"It's my fault for making His Majesty worry." Wei Shuyi responded weakly, taking a long breath every time she spoke a few words. "Where's the Emperor? Is he injured?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
Xie Yanci seemed to be transported back to that day in the Imperial Garden, where she had been beaten by a concubine, barely breathing. He wanted to hug her to comfort her, but was afraid of hurting her with too much force. His hands brushed against her shoulders more than once, but he didn't know where to place them.
Being cautious has other meanings in the eyes of others.
Imperial Concubine Jin stepped forward and said, "When Xi Baolin feels better, you can move to my palace to recuperate. The Changsheng Palace hasn't been cleaned yet, and there's a bloody smell..."
"No need. Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Wei Shuyi looked at the emperor. "I am still used to the bed in Sang Yuxuan. I feel more comfortable sleeping there."
"Why? Can't you have peace in my Changsheng Palace?"
"This is the Emperor's office and bedroom. It would be against the rules for me to stay here. If the censors learn of this and submit a memorial to the Emperor, disturbing His Majesty's peace, then it would be my fault. Therefore, I feel uneasy and wish to return to Lin'an Palace immediately."
She is always like this, considering the situation of others but ignoring her own safety.
Xie Yanci felt guilty, but couldn't bear to reject her kindness: "Okay, I promise you... By the way, our child is very lucky. He didn't leave you. Are you happy?"
A hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she pursed her lips and slowly raised an arc: "Your Highness, I am happy."
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The emperor dispatched numerous troops to carefully care for Wei Shuyi and transfer her to Sangyuxuan. He also ordered several exceptionally skilled physicians from the Imperial Hospital to take turns attending to her, demanding they ensure she was fully healed. Those who were incapable of performing their duties or who were perfunctory in their work would be dismissed and investigated to serve as a warning to others.
His attitude made He Gong understand that the woman in the east wing hall of Lin'an Palace had a promising future and should not be provoked.
Who would dare to touch the emperor's savior?
Supplements and rewards were delivered to Sangyuxuan like a stream. Jing'an was busy cleaning up the storeroom and almost hurt his back. Jingning was in charge of recording the information, and his hands were also sore.
They were all happy after all: "The Emperor values the young lady so much. When the little prince is born, she might be promoted several levels! Then, we can go visit Concubine Song next door and let her open her eyes!"
Wen Yu laughed a few times in agreement, then went to the inner hall with a few books.
"Miss, Doctor Lu said you can't be exposed to the wind and you have to lie down as much as possible."
"Summer is almost here, and the wind isn't cool." Wei Shuyi stared at the painting on the table, holding the brush for a while, but didn't add a new stroke. "I remember that the Empress Dowager sent a Buddha statue and some incense a few days ago. How about using them today?"
Wen Yu put down the book: "But I remember that when the young lady was chatting with Liang Cairen, she mentioned that you don't like to worship gods and Buddhas. Why today..."
"For him."
Wei Shuyi lowered his head to look at his abdomen, put down the brush in his hand, and said no more.
Wen Yu immediately went to the warehouse and rummaged through the drawers and cabinets, finding what she wanted. After building a simple incense table, she laid a few cushions on the ground.
She stepped forward, knelt, and clasped her hands together. "I heard that the thieves have been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison. The Emperor is personally interrogating them. What can he find out?"
"He hasn't been convicted yet, so it's probably a long shot." Wen Yu handed over a few incense sticks. "Miss, do you think the emperor will see through the clues? He won't sentence him as a remnant of a small country and kill him directly, right?"
"They attempted to murder the ruler of a country, and they were doomed to die. I want to give their deaths new meaning, and I believe that the emperor will not let this arrangement go to waste."
Wei Shuyi placed them on the incense table and bowed down.
"I wonder who the emperor will favor with his final findings?"
"No matter who they are, they are both implicated. Once a stain is cast, it will spread at any moment. I can only hand over the matter that I cannot figure out myself to the emperor to handle on my behalf."
She knelt for too long, which affected her wound. She cried out in pain, but remained in that position without moving.
Wen Yu tried to pull her up: "Miss, actually...actually you don't have to endure this kind of torture! Those people were ruthless and they were all thieves who were going to die! You could have avoided them, or returned to the palace with the emperor as soon as possible, why..."
"No, this is the retribution I deserve." Wei Shuyi stroked his belly with mixed emotions. "My background means I can't bear more weaknesses. I was the one who had the evil thoughts first, so I deserve this punishment."
"girl!"
"Stop talking. What's done is done. We should just keep going."
She bowed for the last time and asked in her heart: Buddha, this child still stayed, can you really forgive me?
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