"I'm sorry, I do have a bit of a short temper."
She thought she heard Zizai chuckle softly, but it quickly disappeared.
You will wake up in two minutes. Zizai is here, ready to answer your call.
After saying that, Zizai disappeared.
For the first time, Gu Jiangli felt that two minutes had been incredibly long.
Only the Empress Dowager and the Emperor remained in the room.
The Empress Dowager did not leave; she must have been sitting far away at the dining table, waiting for the Emperor to have his meal.
"Your Majesty, I'm begging you, please eat something for my sake."
But the emperor had no appetite whatsoever.
His attention was entirely on Gu Jiangli.
"I am not hungry."
Even just by listening to his voice, Gu Jiangli could sense his haggard appearance.
"Fine, if you want to go hungry, I'll go with you. Let's see if you go to see Consort Gu first, or if I go to the underworld to apologize to her first."
"Mother, there is no need for this. Once Li'er wakes up, I will dine with her."
The Empress Dowager frowned, her face filled with pain. "Emperor, you're possessed! Consort Gu won't wake up. She's gone!"
The Empress Dowager kept reminding him of the fact that Gu Jiangli was no longer alive. She would say it a thousand times if the Emperor were to come to his senses.
"How many times must I tell you, Mother? She will wake up!"
The emperor's voice also carried a hint of anger.
He grabbed Gu Jiangli's hand with one hand, stood up, and rebuked the Empress Dowager:
"She will wake up! Li'er will definitely wake up!"
Whether he was deceiving the Empress Dowager or himself, he said those words with extraordinary force.
At this moment, Gu Jiangli felt the light outside her eyes.
The aroma of food wafted into my nose.
Time is up.
She moved her fingertips.
The emperor originally wanted to argue with the empress dowager, but he froze the moment he felt her fingertips twitch slightly.
Gu Jiangli slightly raised her eyes, and the faint candlelight shone into them.
The emperor's back was right in front of her, stiff and rigid.
Gu Jiangli knew why the emperor dared not turn around.
Her throat was dry and hoarse because it hadn't been moist for a long time.
He tried his best to read aloud:
"His Majesty......"
The emperor's shoulders visibly twitched.
His neck turned slowly, like a stiff puppet.
Their eyes met, and the emperor's thin lips parted slightly, trembling as he spoke:
"Li'er?"
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