Si Jiangzhi cried heartbrokenly and spoke pitifully, but Ling Shumo didn't sympathize with him at all. The fact that a man from her harem was having an affair with an imperial physician was a scandalous scandal for the imperial family. To save face for the imperial family, she couldn't even publicize Si Jiangzhi's crimes, instead using excuses like death from illness. This was simply outrageous!
Fu Yijing looked at Si Jiangzhi with disdain, thinking that what he said was extremely ridiculous.
Which man in the deep palace didn't eagerly await the emperor's favor? Could it be that Si Jiangzhi was the only one who was pitiful? A man's beauty only lasted for a few years. As spring passed and autumn came, his looks faded. Even if you were once favored, you would gradually be forgotten by the emperor. There would always be a younger and more beautiful man to take your place.
All men are bound to shed tears when their king embraces his new favorite. It's only a matter of time.
Fu Yijing sneered, "Since you have become His Majesty's man and enjoyed this honor, you should be able to endure loneliness and maintain your chastity.
Si Jiangzhi, don't think that if you pretend to be aggrieved, you are really aggrieved.
How many concubines who had fallen out of favor died in the cold rain and wind, and were buried forever within the deep palace walls.
Compared to those people, you have a good life. But not only are you not satisfied, you even betray His Majesty. Even a thousand deaths cannot atone for your sins."
Ling Shumo refused to even glance at Si Jiangzhi. Just as the attendants were about to drag the adulterous couple away for punishment, Imperial Physician Wang shouted, "Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life! I can cure the Crown Princess's idiocy. Please spare my life. You can punish me after she recovers."
Doctor Wang's words were like a huge rock falling into water, causing a thousand waves. The most excited person in the room was undoubtedly Ling Shumo.
Ling Shumo, who had been standing by Jiang He's bedside with a worried look on her face, suddenly stood up and looked at Doctor Wang with surprise. "Are you serious? You should know that if you were to lie just to save your life, and add the crime of deceiving the emperor to your original crime, what a miserable end you would have faced."
Doctor Wang slammed his forehead against the ground and said, "I would never dare to deceive Your Majesty in the slightest."
After hearing Doctor Wang's assurance, Ling Shumo didn't care that it was late at night and immediately planned to go to Chenyou Palace.
It started to rain outside at some point.
Fu Yijing and Pei Jiuyan each held up an umbrella, and both looked at Ling Shumo with expectant eyes.
Ling Shumo walked over to Pei Jiuyan without hesitation. Pei Jiuyan tilted his umbrella more towards Ling Shumo, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up. Ever since entering the palace, he had always considered himself the emperor's new favorite. Now that the emperor had chosen him without hesitation, it proved that his status as a favorite was well deserved, and he couldn't help but feel extremely happy.
Zhiqi cautiously glanced at his master and saw a fleeting look of disappointment in Fu Yijing's eyes before his expression quickly returned to composure. He was so calm, as if he didn't care about Ling Shumo at all. But Zhiqi knew full well that the only person his master cared about most was His Majesty. Even his biological mother, the Fairy Xuanming, and his beloved aunt, Fu Rong, combined couldn't hold a candle to His Majesty alone.
Fu Yijing looked at Ling Shumo and Pei Jiuyan walking side by side in the rain in front of him. The backs of the two people looked so well-matched that it made his heart ache.
The other men in the harem, like Pei Jiuyan, who were vulgar women, only liked His Majesty's power and status. But he was different. He only liked His Majesty as a person. He would never forget the time His Majesty saved him from the rising tide. From that moment on, the most important person in his life was Ling Shumo.
Fu Yijing truly wanted to be a virtuous and generous husband, but he couldn't. He loved His Majesty too much, and love is a form of possessiveness. Sharing his wife with someone else was so painful he wanted to bang his head against a wall. Looking back at all the foolish things he'd done, it all came down to his desire to monopolize Ling Shumo's love.
Fu Yijing was a brilliant man. If he could maintain a cool head, he would have been perfectly secure in his position as empress. However, jealousy sometimes caused him to lose control and resort to foolish tactics. He knew everything, but that didn't mean he could do it.
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Ling Shumo originally thought that Lu Jinshu should have gone to bed at this time, but she didn't expect that Chenyou Palace was brightly lit.
Walking along the long corridor, Ling Shumo saw Lu Jinshu sitting by the window at a glance.
In the flickering candlelight, Lu Jinshu's gaunt silhouette was reflected on the window paper, then mercilessly shattered by heavy raindrops. The rain seeped through the thin window paper, splashing freely onto Lu Jinshu's face and body, soaking him to the bone. He looked as disheveled as could be. The dignified Queen of the Chisha Empire was wasting her body in such a disgraceful manner, yet not a single servant stepped forward to stop her.
Ling Shumo quickly opened the door curtain and quickened her pace, quickly arriving at the window where Lu Jinshu was sitting. As she approached, the strong aroma of alcohol rushed into Ling Shumo's nostrils.
After seeing Lu Jinshu's abnormally red face, Ling Shumo grabbed Lu Jinshu's wrist and pulled him close to her. Her voice was filled with worry and anger, "Lu Jinshu, how much alcohol have you drunk? You are completely soaked in alcohol, do you know that?"
Lu Jinshu shook his head vigorously, his eyes wide open, as if trying to see clearly who was in front of him. After a long time, he still couldn't remember anything.
Jiufu brought a bowl of hangover soup, but Lu Jinshu didn't drink a single sip and pushed the bowl to the ground. He muttered incoherently, "I don't want to wake up. I never want to wake up. Life is too tiring. I want to be in a dream forever... Your Majesty, I'm really tired. Living in this world means facing endless struggles. It's either scheming against this or being schemed against by that. I really can't take it anymore... When will I finally be able to find peace? I've thought about it carefully, and I can't find peace at any moment."
When Lu Jinshu said the last few words, Ling Shumo almost thought he was coming to his senses, but when she looked closely, she saw that his eyes were still very blurry and he was obviously still drunk.
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