Zhang Yu dared not touch Bai Lingxi's wrist, which was so white it seemed to glow. He placed a layer of silk cloth on it and began to take her pulse. After a while, Zhang Yu removed the silk cloth.
Zhang Yu knelt down and reported: "Your Majesty, Consort Rong's pulse is strong and slippery, indicating that she is in good health. The little prince is also very robust."
Hearing this, Zhou Jin finally felt relieved and waved Zhang Yu away.
"Xi'er, thank goodness you're alright, otherwise I don't know what I would have done." Zhou Jin rarely had such a strong emotional fluctuation after ascending the throne. He was still shaken. Only now did he realize how much he cared about this woman.
"Your Majesty, I believe you can protect me." Bai Lingxi knew her physical condition; she could use her spiritual power to circulate through her meridians and at various angles, so she knew there was nothing wrong with her body.
However, seeing how nervous Zhou Jin was, Bai Lingxi patiently comforted him. After all, he was her zookeeper. She didn't know why, but it didn't seem like her zookeeper recognized her. But it didn't matter, as long as Xixi recognized him.
Bai Lingxi buried herself in Zhou Jin's arms, smelling the scent of his zookeeper, and felt at ease. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
Zhou Jin noticed that the girl on his body had calmed down. He didn't dare to move at first, but after her breathing stabilized, he carefully carried her to the bed.
He stayed by her bedside for a while longer before leaving Luanxi Pavilion.
"Your Majesty, are you returning to the Taiji Hall?" Li Mu hurriedly went to greet the emperor as he came out.
"Go to Yong'an Palace." Zhou Jin had already made up his mind. He could no longer allow anyone who posed a threat to Xi'er to continue, including Consort Yi.
"Yes, sir, lift the sedan chair!"
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Yong'an Palace.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
"This servant greets Your Majesty."
The Imperial Concubine Yi, dressed in plain clothes that did not conform to the regulations, and looking frail and delicate, also bowed her head and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects."
Zhou Jin stared at her intently, his sharp gaze sending a chill down Consort Yi's spine. Without a word, Zhou Jin walked straight past her.
Consort Yi followed them inside.
"Consort Yi, is today's event related to you?" Zhou Jin's tone was indifferent, but the majesty emanating from him still made Consort Yi tremble with fear.
"Your Majesty, I am confined to the palace and have no way of knowing what is happening outside. What has happened in the palace that has made Your Majesty so angry?" Consort Yi looked completely innocent, as if she really had no way of knowing what was going on outside.
"Dark One." Zhou Jin clapped his hands, and a black-clad figure handed a stack of papers to the emperor.
"Your Majesty, this is a list of contacts for Consort Yi." An Yi handed the item to the Emperor and then disappeared back into the shadows.
"Consort Yi, you must be familiar with these people!" Zhou Jin's voice was like a death knell, and Consort Yi felt as if a sword was hanging over her head, ready to fall at any moment.
"Your Majesty, I do not know." Consort Yi tried her best to hide her true feelings, but her pale face betrayed her completely.
"Consort Yi, my many sons now need a murderer to pay tribute to them." Zhou Jin uttered a few words, but his body was half-dead.
"Your Majesty, when did you begin to have extra love to give to your princes? Have you ever shown any fatherly love to our sons?" Consort Yi knew she shouldn't ask, but she couldn't help herself. This question had been weighing on her mind for twenty years. She was truly resentful, and if she didn't ask, she felt she would die with her eyes open in disgrace.
After a long pause, Zhou Jin's voice finally came: "Consort Yi, the struggles in the harem have never stopped, but you shouldn't have targeted the imperial heir."
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