Chapter 801
The emperor closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment for a while before saying, "Why did you come so late? Is there something you need?"
“No rush,” Consort Jing said softly. “My affairs are minor matters; Your Majesty’s health is of utmost importance.”
Her voice was extremely gentle, and her hands never stopped moving as she spoke.
The emperor patted her hand, his tone full of emotion: "After all these years, only you can still think like this."
Even when Consort De came today, she started talking about the eldest prince becoming the crown prince in just three sentences.
When facing Consort De, the emperor did not treat her like his own woman, but rather like a subject, handling matters strictly by the book and showing no sentimentality.
Consort Jing pursed her lips: "Even if the other ladies in the palace don't say it, they must feel the same way I do... Your Majesty, please let me massage you for a while longer."
"No need, don't tire yourself out."
The Emperor said.
Consort Jing then stepped aside from the Emperor and, at his prompting, got down to business: "It is Consort Qu. She has been feeling unwell these past few days. I have tried to persuade her several times, but she refuses to call the imperial physician. I am at my wit's end, which is why I wanted to ask Your Majesty to come and persuade Consort Qu."
"Consort Qu is young and at the age where she is prone to being capricious," the Emperor said with a smile. "It must be hard for you."
Hearing this, Consort Jing sighed: "When Consort Qu first entered the palace, I specifically reminded her to restrain her temper, otherwise she would surely cause a big trouble. I didn't expect His Majesty to love her so much. My presumptuous advice was completely useless."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor's smile deepened: "You're giving her advice for her own good, but Consort Qu's temperament is indeed quite good. I don't think she's difficult to deal with."
On the contrary, he found it quite interesting, unlike the old men he had faced in the palace for many years.
The emperor quite liked it.
“Then I will go and see her,” the emperor said. “You can’t be at odds with your own health.”
A hint of joy flashed across Consort Jing's face: "In that case, Your Majesty will have to trouble you."
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After leaving the Imperial Study, the Emperor rode in a palanquin to Consort Qu's palace.
As soon as the emperor arrived, he heard a cough coming from inside the hall, followed by the anxious voices of the palace maids: "Your Majesty, your cough has been getting worse lately. If this continues, it may cause serious problems!"
Instead of Consort Qu's voice coming from inside the hall, an even louder coughing fit rang out.
Hearing the commotion, the emperor quickened his pace and entered the palace in a few steps.
Consort Qu, dressed in a plain white silk robe, was leaning against the bed, looking listless and not in good health. It wasn't until she saw the emperor that a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously propped herself up to sit up.
The emperor stepped forward and pressed the person back down: "You're both sick, why didn't you call the imperial physician or come to me?"
Consort Qu coughed a few more times: "This is a minor illness of mine, not enough to trouble the imperial physician, much less to let His Majesty know... By the way, why did His Majesty come here?"
The emperor was busy with state affairs and not particularly interested in matters of love and sex; he hadn't visited her for some time.
The Emperor sighed: "If Consort Jing hadn't personally told me, I probably wouldn't have known that you were so seriously ill!"
Look at that face, there's not a single drop of color in it!
Consort Qu grasped the Emperor's hand and said, "Your Majesty, I'm really fine, it's just that my cough is a bit frightening... How about I get up and apply some cosmetics?"
Seeing that Consort Qu was really going to get out of bed, the Emperor was both helpless and amused: "Every day, I really don't know what you're thinking! You're sick and don't go to see a doctor, but instead you want to apply some kind of cosmetic... What am I supposed to say to you?"
As he spoke, the emperor couldn't help but gently tap Consort Qu's brow.
Consort Qu chuckled.
She took the emperor's arm and said, "If Your Majesty truly cares for me, then why not grant me one request?"
"you say."
"Your Majesty, I wish to... meet with Madam Shen."
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