As soon as Zhou Changling entered the room, he saw Bai Lingxi lying quietly on the bed, the person he had been thinking about day and night.
Now Bai Lingxi lies there silently like a porcelain doll, her eyes no longer sparkling like stars, and her sweet, soft voice gone. Thinking of this, Zhou Changling's heart trembled; he was so afraid that she would never wake up again.
He stepped forward and placed his hand on her fair and smooth face, his eyes filled with endless affection. Fortunately, none of the palace servants dared to look up, otherwise, seeing this scene would have meant certain death.
Zhou Changling scooped Bai Lingxi up in his arms and ordered, "The environment here is not suitable for Consort Rong to rest during her pregnancy. I'm taking her with me."
The palace servants were horrified; this was against the rules!
But who would dare to stop them? Everyone turned their attention to Hanzhu, hoping that she, the aunt in charge, would make the decision.
Hanzhu was both anxious and afraid. This was the future emperor. Who would dare to offend him? Several people would have their heads chopped off. But if the empress fell into the hands of this new emperor and something went wrong, she herself would be guilty of a thousand deaths.
Hanzhu gritted her teeth and caught up with the figure ahead: "Your Highness, the Empress's health cannot withstand the strain of traveling by carriage."
That was obviously a lie, but what reason could Zhou Changling possibly have to not blame her?
Zhou Changling's dark eyes stared at Hanzhu, who was so frightened that she knelt on the ground like a quail, trembling and banging her head against the ground.
Just when Hanzhu thought she was doomed, Zhou Jin left her with the words, "You're very good."
Hanzhu didn't know if she had escaped a calamity, but she was just glad that she hadn't been beheaded. She tried to raise her hand to wipe the sweat from her brow, but ended up wiping her face with blood.
Zhou Changling carefully carried Bai Lingxi onto the carriage. The person in his arms was still unconscious. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was afraid that the person in his arms would blame him after waking up, so he dared not execute the maidservant beside him.
Watching this scene from within the space, Xiao Qi couldn't help but sigh, "Even as a fragment, the big boss remembers to protect this little rabbit at all times."
However, it seems the host won't wake up anytime soon; he'll have to rely on his own spiritual energy.
The carriage moved smoothly. An Yi and the others looked at each other, then followed behind. After all, the emperor had only instructed them to protect the empress's safety before his death. Now that his son had stolen his father's wife, were they going to do anything about it?
Looking at Bai Lingxi's peaceful sleeping face, her rosy lips, and her delicate nose, Zhou Changling's gaze gradually hardened. He finally couldn't suppress his inner desire and kissed her deeply.
The kiss between their lips seemed to be an addiction for Zhou Changling, who sucked on it again and again. Xiao Qi, watching from inside the space, covered her eyes, thinking, "The boss is too wicked. The host is still unconscious, and he's doing this."
Suddenly, the carriage stopped, indicating that they had arrived.
Xiao Qi sensed the restlessness of spiritual energy within the Spirit Covering Bag and immediately released her spiritual power. Sure enough, she saw through the light screen that the spiritual power entered Zhou Jin's body and disappeared.
This spiritual power represents Bai Lingxi's will. Seeing how quickly it disappeared, the system knew that this was the host's intention; she wanted to revive Zhou Jin as soon as possible.
It's just unknown whether the host will remember Zhou Jin by Daming Lake when he wakes up, and whether the two can rekindle their romance.
Zhou Changling carefully tidied Bai Lingxi's clothes and makeup, then gently kissed her forehead, his eyes full of lingering affection.
He knew that once he stepped through this door, he would be the emperor, supported by all the people of the world, and devoted to them with all his heart, while she could only be his concubine.
Zhou Changling was the first to get out of the carriage. Steward Li had been waiting at the palace gate for a while. He had also slipped out when no one was looking. Li Mu saw this but didn't say anything.
Zhou Changling: "Personally arrange for someone to take care of her. Remember, there can be no mistakes."
Zhou Changling's voice was calm and steady. Who was Steward Li? Of course he could hear the concern in Zhou Changling's words. Steward Li's heart tightened. Could it be that the prince has fallen in love with Consort Rong?
Steward Li: My master has fallen for his father's woman. As his servant, should I stop him? What should I do? I need an answer urgently.
Fortunately, Steward Li didn't hesitate for long. After all, his heart was with Zhou Changling, the child he had watched grow up. No matter what, his feelings would definitely lean towards him.
Steward Li: "Sir, please don't worry."
Manager Li's "I've got this under control" expression made Zhou Changling's lips twitch slightly. This old man... well, let it be a misunderstanding.
Watching Zhou Changling's retreating figure, Steward Li couldn't help but sigh. "My love life is going to be tough!"
Then, Steward Li remembered that Consort Rong was still in the carriage, so he hurriedly called for people to help her onto the sedan chair.
The moment he saw the palace servants helping Consort Rong out, he felt as if he were seeing a goddess from the heavens, appearing right in front of him. Steward Li was astonished. Was such an amazing appearance real?
Then it dawned on her: no wonder the Emperor and the Prince were both so infatuated with her; no wonder the Prince had refused to touch his Princess; no wonder her own Prince had rushed to bring Consort Rong back after hearing she was unconscious—it was all premeditated.
Steward Li: "When you escort the Empress to Luanxi Pavilion, make sure she doesn't bump or fall, or you'll all be in for a beating."
As soon as Steward Li finished speaking, his eyes darted around again. He was still uneasy. After all, anything could happen in the palace. What if they ran into a few madmen and hurt the Empress? Wouldn't he go crazy too?
Manager Li: "Never mind, I'll go with them."
Although Steward Li held no official position in the palace, everyone knew that he was Prince Jing's confidant, so they all listened to him and dared not offend him.
Zhou Changling, on the other hand, returned to the place where he mourned and paid his respects.
When Zhao Xueqi saw another figure in front of her, she knew that he had brought back the late Emperor's Consort Rong.
She had already had her secret guards investigate Consort Rong, who was the most favored concubine in the harem. They knew that she was stunningly beautiful, even unreal. Could it be that her husband had also taken a liking to her?
Zhao Xueqi felt uneasy. She wanted to know what Zhou Changling meant. But the mourning was still going on, and she couldn't free her hands. She was still pretending to wipe away her tears and didn't dare to speak.
Zhao Xueqi remained silent for three months. Time passed quickly, and during these three months, Zhou Changling was busy with the coronation ceremony and had no time to see her at all.
When she went to see him, she was turned away at the door. This happened several times in a row, and she finally realized that he didn't want to see her.
As for Consort Rong, that's right. After Zhou Changling ascended the throne, the first person he conferred a title upon was not himself, but Bai Lingxi. Fortunately, there was no embarrassing situation, and he simply conferred the title of Consort Rong upon her.
Zhao Xueqi recalled that when she went to pay her respects to Consort Rong, she was stopped by Li Mu and Steward Li. She had also heard that Consort Rong was currently unconscious, but she didn't know why there was no news of a miscarriage. It was really strange.
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