Liang Qingchen came back at night. As soon as he entered the room, he heard that Jiang Muyu was sick, and immediately walked quickly into the bedroom.

Jiang Muyu was seen sleeping on the bed with a wet handkerchief covering his forehead. His cheeks and body were red, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he looked uncomfortable.

He frowned and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Yun Xuan replied, "Your Highness has caught a cold and is now running a fever. I took a wet handkerchief and placed it on your forehead to cool you down."

"Is it serious?"

"Take the medicine on time every day and rest for a while and you will be fine."

"Yeah." Liang Qingchen walked over, sat beside the bed, and gently held Jiang Muyu's hand.

Her hands were white and small, with slender fingers. Her whole body was hot and her palms were sweating.

He asked again: "Is she really okay?"

Yun Xuan took off the handkerchief on her forehead and replaced it with a new wet handkerchief, saying, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. This is what a cold is like. It will be fine after you sweat."

After receiving a positive answer, Liang Qingchen felt relieved.

Yun Xuan saw blood stains on his clothes and asked, "Master's matter... has it been resolved?"

Liang Qingchen nodded, "Duan Mingxi's information was very accurate, so the matter was handled beautifully."

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can Duan Mingxi be trusted?"

"He has been in the temple for many years and knows what to do and what not to do."

Since he said so, Yun Xuan didn't ask any more questions.

Liang Qingchen sat for a while, then went to take a shower and change clothes. After returning, he dismissed the people in the room, turned off the lights, stripped himself naked, crawled into the quilt, and hugged Jiang Muyu, who was trembling slightly.

She was half asleep and felt a little cold at first, but then she felt as if there was a big stove next to her. The endless heat swept over her and made her sweat all over. She wanted to push it away but couldn't, and wanted to hide but couldn't.

Jiang Muyu's fever did not subside until the late night. The next morning, Liang Qingchen arranged a carriage to return to the palace.

The affairs on the manor were almost arranged, and Jiang Muyu had nothing to worry about. He stayed in the mansion for nearly half a month before he recovered.

After this incident, she finally understood why most people in ancient times had short lives. It was not just because of poverty and war. The medical level of that era was also really worrying. A cold that was not cured could cost a person's life.

As a result, she took better care of her body.

That day, she was working on a beauty cream in her study when she heard a knock on the door. She said, "Come in."

Yunshan pushed the door open and said, "Your Majesty, there is news from outside that Sun Chou has been punished by the Emperor."

This is both unexpected and reasonable.

She raised an eyebrow, "Did they say what the crime was?"

"Selling illegal salt."

"That's a serious crime. As the Minister of the Supreme Court, he broke the law knowingly. His Majesty will not show mercy."

"Your Majesty is right. The Emperor has ordered Sun Chou to be executed, and all other male members of the Sun family to be exiled."

Jiang Muyu raised his eyes to look at her and said with a smile: "Our Yunshan is not only a martial arts expert, but also a master at finding information."

Yunshan was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and dared not look at her. For a moment, he did not know how to explain: "Your servant... Your servant..."

Jiang Muyu asked again, "Where is Mr. Qinggui?"

"This... this servant doesn't..."

Jiang Muyu interrupted her, "Don't say you don't know."

Yunshan was stunned again, and could only answer: "The emperor has banished Qing Guiren to the cold palace."

Jiang Muyu nodded, "Yes, I understand."

Yunshan looked at her and saw that she looked calm and composed, as if she didn't intend to investigate further. He finally let go of his worries and took out a red card and handed it to her, saying, "This is a wedding invitation from the Xuanping Marquis' Mansion."

"Marquis Xuanping's Mansion?" Jiang Muyu put down the work in his hands, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and then picked up the red card with the big gold-plated word "囍" written on it.

She opened it and was stunned for a moment. After a while, she asked, "When did Wei Jingkang get involved with Princess Rong'an?"

Yunshan quickly shook her head and said, "I really don't know about this."

Jiang Muyu looked at her, smiled, and said, "Don't be nervous. I won't blame you for anything. Please leave first."

"Yes." Yunshan immediately left.

Jiang Muyu sat alone in front of the workbench, thinking for a long time.

There is indeed no outside news about what happened to Princess Rong'an. Perhaps the empress dowager saw that Liang Qingchen's approach was not working, so she found another way and stuffed him into the Xuanping Marquis' Mansion.

However, the emperor did not order their marriage, there were no signs beforehand, and it was not at all related in the original novel. So why were they getting married suddenly?

Jiang Muyu held his forehead helplessly, "I have missed so many things just because of this little illness."

Liang Qingchen has been going out early and coming back late recently. He was injured and recuperating some time ago, and he has too many things piled up, so he has a lot to deal with now.

Jiang Muyu was lying on the imperial concubine's couch in the room, reading a book. She waited for a long time, until after midnight, when Liang Qingchen finally came back exhausted.

She heard the guards in the courtyard saluting and went out to greet them. "Are you back?"

Liang Qingchen saw the woman standing at the door. She was wearing a cloak over a plain fur coat, with her long, dense hair hanging down like clouds. She had a smile on her face. A four-cornered palace lamp above her shone warm light on her, making her seem as if she were enveloped in light.

He suddenly felt a warm current in his heart, and he walked over with big strides, touched her cloak, and said, "Why don't you wait inside? You are wearing so little, what if you catch a cold again?"

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool. I haven't been waiting here all the time. I came out only because I heard the noise."

"Well... that's good."

The two walked into the house, and Jiang Muyu took out the wedding invitation sent by Xuanping Marquis Mansion and said, "Take a look at this."

Liang Qingchen glanced at the gold-plated "囍" character on it, but didn't take it. He said, "It was sent by the Xuanping Marquis' Mansion?"

"How did you know?" Jiang Muyu gradually came to his senses after asking this question, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be... that you were also involved in this?"

He nodded.

"Does Marquis Xuanping know about Princess Rong'an?"

"Of course I don't know."

Jiang Muyu frowned, "Isn't this... a little unfair?"

Although she didn't like Wei Jingkang very much, she had to admit that he was indeed a kind person, except that he liked to stand up for the weak, meddle in other people's affairs, and was a little love-minded.

Liang Qingchen sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Lady Xuanping was planning to let Wei Jingkang marry Jiang Muxue, and the betrothal gifts were halfway prepared, but who knew that something like that would happen suddenly, and the marriage was called off. I just mentioned it when I went to the palace to politely refuse the Queen Mother's proposal to take a concubine, and she took it to heart."

"Have you resolved the issue of taking a concubine?" Jiang Muyu asked.

"Um."

"The Queen Mother is willing to resign? And she doesn't bother to complain? Isn't she dissatisfied with the fact that the palace doesn't have enough people?"

"It will be a natural thing for this prince to personally take action." Liang Qingchen raised his eyes and glanced at her. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face. He said, "But... your mother is right. My palace is indeed not prosperous enough."

Jiang Muyu narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly, with a dangerous light flashing in them, and looked at him, "What? Is it your turn to take a concubine now?"

"Uh..." He waved his hands and shook his head quickly, "That's not what I meant."

"What do you mean?"

"That's it..." He said, and his eyes began to wander restlessly over her body.

Is there anything Jiang Muyu doesn't understand?

Then, she turned around and walked towards the bed, rubbing her temples. "Ouch - I don't know if the cold hasn't healed yet, but my head suddenly hurts so much."

Liang Qingchen: “…”