The judge at the side shuddered at Cheng Ying's cold gaze and said hurriedly, "Your Highness, His Majesty is just exhausted and has fallen asleep. He is fine."
Xue Rong felt relieved and let out a long breath, "Is the emperor's body really fine?"
The judge nodded quickly and said carefully, "Your Majesty needs to recuperate for a while, and sex should not be too frequent."
After hearing this, Xue Rong couldn't guess why Emperor Mingzheng fainted. She cast a heavy gaze on Concubine Shu, who was sitting quietly at the end of the bed with red eyes, and snorted coldly, "The emperor's dragon body is as precious as gold and jade, and it is the foundation of the country! Concubine Shu, you have damaged the emperor's dragon body, this is a serious crime!"
Meishu stood up at the end of the bed. She had a slender figure, her eyes were washed by tears, and the remaining mist on her eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked exceptionally delicate and beautiful, and did not say a word to argue with Xue Rong.
When Yu Jiao heard Cui Qiong and the others talking about Concubine Shu, she had guessed that it might be Meishu. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she was not surprised. She raised her eyes and looked at Cheng Ying, wondering what Cheng Ying's intention was in sending Meishu to the palace to win favor.
Xue Rong stared at Mei Shu's pretty face, and tightened her fingers in her sleeves slightly. All the women who could enter the harem were of excellent appearance, but none of them was as beautiful as Mei Shu, which made Xue Rong feel a sense of crisis that she could not compete with her.
Her beauty is not like Xue Rong's gorgeous and charming beauty that makes men want to conquer her, but it can easily arouse men's desire to protect and love her.
Xue Rong changed the subject and said, "Master Cheng, how should the concubine be punished for her mistakes according to the law?"
Cheng Ying's attention was not on Xue Rong at all. Hearing her question, his thin lips curled up, "Whether the Concubine Shu has had it, we need to wait until His Majesty wakes up before we can decide." He glanced at Xue Rong calmly, "His Majesty still needs to rest."
Xue Rong choked and didn't continue to pester her. Her original intention was to test Cheng Ying's attitude towards Meishu. Cheng Ying wanted to protect Meishu, so no matter how much Xue Rong talked, she would not get any benefit from Cheng Ying.
"The Concubine Shu is also frightened. Go and check her pulse." Cheng Ying glanced at the chief judge of the Imperial Hospital and instructed the people around him, "Everyone go down. Don't disturb His Majesty's rest."
The idle people in the hall all left the hall silently. Yu Jiao almost didn't hesitate. She wanted to go out with everyone else. Xue Rong said to Yu Shu, "You escort Miss Liu San to the palace gate."
Yu Shu responded and was about to walk towards Yu Jiao when Cheng Ying stopped her, "Yu Jiao is my adopted daughter, so please don't worry about it, Imperial Concubine."
Yu Jiao paused, and Yu Suo looked at Xue Rong. Xue Rong nodded slightly at her. She asked Yu Suo to send Yu Jiao to the palace gate. Her original intention was to fear that Yu Jiao would be stopped by people from the East Palace again. No matter what Zhu Yu's plan was, the fetus in her belly had not been born safely, and Yu Jiao could not have any accident in the palace.
"Don't want to leave?" Cheng Ying walked to Yu Jiao's side, and seeing that she had not moved for a long time, he asked with a slightly raised brow.
Yu Jiao lowered her eyes and said nothing, then walked out of Liuxian Palace.
On the long palace road, apart from the patrolling guards, there were only Yu Jiao and Cheng Ying, who was wearing a crimson robe, beside her. The two of them were silent all the way. Yu Jiao did not intend to speak. She did not think it was necessary to continue to pretend to be nice after guessing that Cheng Ying was using her as a cover to block the open and secret attacks for Liang Wushuang.
When she reached the palace gate, Yu Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately everything went smoothly.
The yellow-robed guard at the palace gate saluted respectfully upon seeing Cheng Ying, but Cheng Ying ignored him and just lowered his eyes to stare at Yu Jiao's heart. There was a hint of depression in his narrow and long phoenix eyes. Seeing Yu Jiao step out of the palace gate, he really didn't intend to say a word to him. His brows furrowed, he followed her out of the palace gate, and raised his hand to grasp Yu Jiao's wrist.
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