Suburbs, villa.

After the heavy rain, the air was clear and filled with the strong fragrance of earth. Birds flew from somewhere and landed on the windowsill, jumping and chirping.

When Qin Ye woke up, he was nestled in the man's warm embrace, with a hint of laziness between his brows. He crouched down, burrowed into his arms, and arched his back like a cat.

Helplessly, she had a bulging belly, which stood between the two of them.

"You're awake." Zong Zhengchen rubbed her little head. "Just stay in bed for a while and get up, ok?"

"Hmm~"

The lazy voice was nasal, sleepy, and hoarse, and was very pleasant to the ear.

It took half an hour to write this.

get up.

Yue'er brought a basin of water, helped her wash up, and then had breakfast.

Qin Ye was concerned about Yun Ying's injury. Last night, she had a miscarriage and suffered from abdominal pain. The pain was so severe that she had a cramp and fell asleep in a daze.

"Yue'er, is there any news from the palace? How is Yunying?"

When it comes to this, Yue Er pursed her lips:

"Han Ying came last night and said that he did not see Yun Ying injured. The servant who delivered the message must have been bribed by Princess Li."

Thinking about it carefully, there are guards guarding the Prince Chen's Mansion, and Qin Jiaojiao cannot enter casually. Even if she can enter, she is pregnant, and it will be difficult for her to hurt Yun Ying who knows martial arts.

Last night I was too worried and forgot to think, and was deceived by Qin Jiaojiao.

Qin Ye rubbed his brows and said, "I'm glad you're okay..."

It was a false alarm.

"Ah Chen, please put Qin Jiaojiao back. She is still pregnant. She ran here in the rain last night because she was too worried about Prince Li."

Zong Zhengchen lowered his eyes, picked up the bowl of porridge, and blew on it gently.

"Don't worry about this, I know what to do." He responded without comment and fed the lean meat porridge at a suitable temperature to her mouth.

She opened her lips and held it.

Outside the door, a cold wind was blowing.

His face was a little pale because he was slapped by King Chen last night and suffered internal injuries. In addition, something happened outside, so he didn't look well.

"master……"

He hesitated to speak.

Qin Ye seemed to sense something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

Han Feng opened his mouth for a long time before speaking in a nervous voice:

"It rained heavily last night, and the imperial mausoleum collapsed. Prince Li was buried inside. When he was rescued, his life was hanging by a thread. And... Madam Wei died. She died in front of the gate of Prince Chen's mansion... The emperor is in Prince Li's mansion, and he seems very angry..."

Qin Ye's swallowing movement suddenly became stiff. He held half a mouthful of porridge in his mouth and forgot to chew it.

The king's life hangs by a thread, and Madam Wei dies outside the palace...

So many things happened overnight...

She subconsciously looked at Zong Zhengchen.

Zong Zhengchen frowned, "Why would an imperial mausoleum collapse out of nowhere?"

"After two days of heavy rain, the piled stones became unstable, and a landslide caused an imperial tomb to collapse."

The man's brows tightened again, his expression slightly solemn, but soon faded, "Back off."

"yes……"

Han Feng was worried. This matter had already angered the Emperor, and it might not be so easy to resolve.

"You asked him to repair the imperial mausoleum?" Qin Ye looked at him, "Then...what happened last night..."

"It wasn't me." He looked at her and said word by word, "I asked him to go to the imperial mausoleum just to get him out of the way. Out of sight, out of mind. If I wanted to kill him, I wouldn't have to use such a despicable method."

It would take at least a month to repair the imperial mausoleum. He didn't want to see Zong Zhengli hanging around right under his nose. Once he saw him, he would think of him caring about Qin Ye...