His heart softened. "My beloved consort, how fortunate I am to have you by my side."
Gu Jiangli smiled.
Hmph, good to know.
But she said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. It is my good fortune to have Your Majesty by my side."
She wanted to nestle in the emperor's arms in a formulaic way, but his damp clothes made her want to back away.
"It's chilly at night, Your Majesty. Let me help you change your clothes."
The emperor stepped back repeatedly, resolutely refusing her, "No need, you are pregnant, such rough work can be done by the palace maids around you."
After saying that, he slapped his forehead in annoyance, "It's all my fault for losing my composure just now. I didn't realize that I was already soaked. Your clothes must be wet too. Quickly let Lotus come in and change them for you."
Lotus Flower rushed in at the sound of the call.
The emperor said again, "My beloved concubine, you should have pushed me away just now. It doesn't matter if I catch a cold, but you are heavily pregnant now and should be even more careful."
Before Gu Jiangli could speak, the emperor began to blame himself again: "Alas, this matter should not be blamed on you, but on me. I only cared about my own feelings and did not take care of you. My beloved consort, don't worry, I will not do this again."
Gu Jiangli smiled genuinely this time, her eyes crinkling with joy. "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I am in good health. A few drops of rain will not make me sick."
She didn't realize when she said that that while it's satisfying to be stubborn, it's also painful to be proven wrong.
She underestimated the pregnant woman's body; her physical condition was actually much worse than that of a normal person.
These few drops of rain might not make her sick normally, but as a pregnant woman, it could be a different story.
As a result, she felt dizzy and weak the next day.
The imperial physician rushed over in a panic and diagnosed that she had caught a cold due to the cold air entering her body.
While she was in a coma, she felt the emperor come to her side many times to cover her with a blanket, to feed her medicine, and it seemed as if he had never left Yilan Palace.
She felt like she had slept for a long time, and in her drowsy state, she heard a message:
Consort Shu of Chengen Hall died suddenly from illness and was buried in the imperial mausoleum seven days later.
Knowing his destiny, Taoist Master Liu Bufan violated a taboo during his ritual, suffered divine retribution, and died.
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