As soon as Emperor Zhou Jin finished his court session, he rode in his imperial carriage toward Luanxi Pavilion.
As the seventh prince watched his father's retreating figure, he pondered the emperor's intentions. Could it be that the emperor was truly planning sweeping reforms?
So what should I do?
The emperor didn't care what the Seventh Prince thought or what he was going to do; the only thing the emperor cared about was Bai Lingxi's health.
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Luanxi Pavilion.
"May Your Majesty be blessed!"
Bai Lingxi had been awake for a long time yesterday. She had been waiting for Zhou Jin for a long time until he sent word that he was not coming. She was angry and didn't sleep well at all. She was angry that he didn't keep his promise, and even angrier that he didn't take care of his health and neglected his meals and sleep for official business.
"Your Majesty!" Bai Lingxi sat up from the bed in a huff, without even putting on her shoes, and threw herself into Zhou Jin's arms.
Zhou Jin was startled and hurriedly reached for it. How could she possibly protect such a reckless person without her protection? "Sigh!"
Zhou Jin carefully examined Bai Lingxi to see if she was uncomfortable, but the first thing he noticed was her feet clad in white socks. In a moment of panic, he suddenly scooped Bai Lingxi up in his arms, saying as he did so, "Why aren't you wearing shoes? What if you catch a cold?"
"Ah!" Bai Lingxi was suddenly picked up and startled. She quickly reached out and wrapped her arms around Zhou Jin's neck, burying her fair and tender smiling face in Zhou Jin's broad chest.
"Your Majesty, you're scaring me, you're so mean—" Bai Lingxi's soft voice came from Zhou Jin's arms. Her voice was muffled through the fabric, and it was clear that she had suffered a great injustice.
"My dear, it's my fault." Zhou Jin hugged Bai Lingxi even tighter. He couldn't imagine what his precious daughter would do without him.
"Your Majesty, you must stay with Xi'er. Xi'er hasn't seen you in so long. Xi'er misses you so much—" The sweet and soft voice deliberately dragged out the last syllable, and the coquettish words softened his heart. His parched heart felt as if it had been nourished by sweet spring water, and he was surprisingly calmed down.
"Xi'er, it's really not good. I should stay with you." If it were the Zhou Jin of the past, he would have scorned this version of himself. He never let his guard down, and no woman had ever truly entered his heart. But now, he was both tough and tender, afraid that he might do something wrong and mistreat the little one in his arms.
However, fate played a cruel trick on him; he was poisoned by someone and his life was nearing its end.
Thinking of this, Zhou Jin felt a lump in her throat, but then she remembered the important matter: "Guai Xi'er, let An Yi take your pulse. Now that you're pregnant, you need to be extra careful with your diet, clothing, and activities. Let An Yi examine you."
"Your Majesty, can I not look? Xi'er doesn't want to leave your embrace." Bai Lingxi's nose gently brushed against Zhou Jin's chest, and her warm breath touched him, arousing Zhou Jin's desire.
"Xi'er, be good." Zhou Jin's voice was deep and hoarse, clearly a prelude to passion. Bai Lingxi understood and felt a burning sensation, freezing in Zhou Jin's arms, not daring to move.
Zhou Jin found it amusing; this person, who was usually so lively and bold, was now so timid after the fire was lit.
Zhou Jin calmed his desires, and it took him a while to suppress the raging fire.
"An Yi, take your master's pulse." Zhou Jin held Yu Xi against the bed, arranging her in a comfortable position so she wouldn't get tired later.
A black figure flew in from outside, and the people of Luanxi Pavilion marveled. This was the legendary royal secret guard, whose power was as great as a dragon's head. How fortunate they were to meet such a legendary figure! It was all thanks to their empress.
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