Zhou Jin's return to the palace was not smooth. He wanted to sneak into the palace and start with the Cold Palace, but he found that the defenses there were unusually tight.
Zhou Jin stood with his hands behind his back on the outer wall of the Cold Palace. Without needing anyone to report, he could already smell the presence of several people. Each of them was highly skilled in martial arts, and it seemed that they were the secret guards trained by his good son.
Zhou Jin was unaware of what was happening in the palace, but the gloom in his heart lingered. He couldn't take any risks, so he decided to send his shadows to gather information.
Zhou Jin frowned and whispered, "Disguise yourself properly. First, find Consort Rong's whereabouts. If necessary, contact Li Mu."
Shadow nodded: "Yes."
Zhou Jin found an inconspicuous little inn to stay in. He didn't know what the situation was, so he couldn't do anything rashly lest he alert the enemy.
Under imperial power, there are no fathers and sons; a new emperor brings a new court. Seeing the people living in peace and prosperity under the emperor's rule, Zhou Jin did not regret passing the throne to Zhou Changling. However, when it came to his Xi'er, he still did not make enough arrangements.
This night was exceptionally long for Zhou Jin. He kept replaying Bai Lingxi's stunningly beautiful face in his mind. Her beauty, both enchanting and ethereal, could make any man lose his mind and willingly become her slave.
He knew that no one could escape her charm, especially given her position; no one could bear to let his Xi'er go.
Zhou Jin suddenly remembered that the atmosphere in the palace was strange today. Could it be that something had happened in the palace?
Zhou Jin, as expected of someone who had been an emperor, was meticulous. He went through all sorts of things that didn't seem right in his mind, imagined a thousand scenarios, and then rejected them one by one.
A vague sense of unease lingered in Zhou Jin's heart. He tried his best to suppress his anxiety and waited for news from the palace.
He figured it was about time, and sure enough, a dark figure silently landed behind him.
Zhou Jin spoke directly, turning around and asking in a deep voice, "How is it?"
Even though it was the same tone as always, Shadow could still hear the anxiety in his voice.
Shadow dared not delay any longer: "Your Majesty, Consort Rong has given birth to a prince, and both mother and child are safe, but—"
Before Zhou Jin could even breathe a sigh of relief, her heart leaped into her throat upon hearing the word "but".
Feeling the almost tangible gaze from above, Shadow said under pressure, "Your Majesty, the Empress was bumped by the former Crown Princess during childbirth, causing severe bleeding, and she is still weak."
Zhou Jin was furious: "What?!"
Zhou Jin was immediately anxious, all the random thoughts in his mind disappeared, and he just wanted to see Bai Lingxi as soon as possible.
With that thought in mind, Zhou Jin used her lightness skill to disappear, leaving only a shadow kneeling on the ground, unsure whether to chase after her.
Zhou Jin's tall figure moved with the agility of a swallow, landing in the servants' quarters of the palace, the weakest point in the palace's defenses.
Zhou Jin stole a eunuch's robe. The eunuch was about the same size as him. After putting it on, he headed to the inner palace to find Bai Lingxi's bedroom.
Although the furnishings of Luanxi Pavilion are as they were before, the thick layer of dust on the tables and desks indicates that no one has lived here for a long time.
Zhou Jin's fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly. Only now did he realize that while he was away, another man had taken advantage of the situation and was taking good care of his concubine.
This person is his good son!
Zhou Jin took a few deep breaths to barely suppress the nameless anger, and with a ghostly figure, he began searching the palace again.
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