"This sudden display of politeness and respect makes me suspect that he must have something to ask of me."
Song Lingxi pouted, looked up at Xiao Jin with tears welling up in her eyes, and looked pitiful, which really frightened Xiao Jin.
"Why are you crying? Who upset you? I'll execute him!"
Xiao Jin quickly comforted her. Although he had seen Song Lingxi cry before, it was rare to see her cry so heartbrokenly in broad daylight.
His brows were furrowed, and he seemed somewhat anxious and helpless, unsure of how to comfort him.
"Your Majesty, I dreamt that my aunt and cousin both passed away. I am so frightened. Please, Your Majesty, allow me to see my aunt and cousin!"
Song Lingxi finally couldn't hold back her tears and burst into sobs. She had nightmares almost all night long, with images of her past and present lives intertwined in her dreams, plunging her into a nightmare.
The difference was that her aunt and cousin were spitting blood, something she had never encountered in her previous life, and this scene appeared more than once.
Because of this, Song Lingxi almost woke up crying. As soon as she woke up, she felt terribly panicked, so she quickly got dressed and rushed over.
"Your Majesty, I am not being unreasonable. Waaah, I am afraid. What does this mean?"
Seeing Song Lingxi crying so hard she could barely breathe, her big almond-shaped eyes filled with fear and anxiety, and her little body trembling, Xiao Jin felt a pang of heartache.
"Alright, alright, don't cry. Getting angry is bad for your health. I'll go and summon them to come and see you."
Xiao Jin quickly reassured her gently, saying that since she had met with Madam Li and her son, she had arranged for an imperial physician to be by her side. She should be fine; otherwise, why hadn't she come to report?
He told Song Lingxi all this to reassure her: "Don't be afraid. I have arranged for a royal physician to accompany me. So far, there is no bad news. There is no need to panic."
Song Lingxi shook her head vigorously, believing the dream even more. In the dream, her aunt was fine at first, but suddenly collapsed and died.
"No, Your Majesty, I am very anxious. Please believe me."
Seeing that he couldn't comfort her at all, and that if she continued to cry, her eyes would be injured, Xiao Jin could only order a carriage to be prepared: "Someone, prepare a carriage, we're going to the East City."
The East City is right at the foot of the Imperial City. It was specially arranged by Xiao Jin that Li Shi and her son stay there, so that Xi'er wouldn't worry about them and think about them all day long.
Moreover, if it happens to be a festival, it's much more convenient to have them directly receive an audience than to have them live in the Prime Minister's residence.
"Your Majesty, I am deeply grateful to you."
Seeing that Xiao Jin did not stop her and even arranged carriages for her, Song Lingxi knew that the Emperor felt sorry for her because she was crying so hard, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.
All her words were summed up in one simple thank you, and her tear-reddened eyes were filled with gratitude, which softened Xiao Jin's heart.
Xiao Jin sighed inwardly. After all, she was the woman he had chosen, so he could only continue to spoil her.
He looked at the teardrops clinging to Song Lingxi's long, feather-like eyelashes, glistening and translucent, contrasting beautifully with the red corners of her eyes. How could one not feel a pang of pity for her?
"Alright, stop crying. Let's go outside the palace and take a look. If it's just a false alarm, then it's all right."
Xiao Jin gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his warm, large hands, his movements as gentle and careful as if he were handling a fragile treasure.
Finally, with Xiao Jin's comforting words, Song Lingxi stopped crying, her little hands gripping his sleeves in a state of insecurity.
Like a pitiful cub, she searched for the scent that made her feel most at ease, clinging tightly to the other person with her little hands, not daring to let go.
"Um."
Song Lingxi nodded and waited patiently for the carriage, just like Xiao Jin. Soon after, the little eunuch came in to report.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the carriage is ready. Shall we depart now?"
Xiao Jin glanced at Song Lingxi, who was looking on expectantly in his arms, and then picked her up in his arms: "Let's go."
Song Lingxi was caught off guard and was suddenly embraced tightly. She could only cling tightly to the other person's neck, afraid that she would be dropped if she wasn't careful.
She leaned against the man's chest, feeling Xiao Jin's bulging muscles, and for some reason, she inexplicably thought of last night...
Song Lingxi's face quickly turned red, but she shook her head, dismissing the extraneous thoughts in her mind, and whispered to Xiao Jin's chest.
"Your Majesty, I can walk by myself."
Xiao Jin didn't even pause, carrying her all the way to the carriage. Because of his strong body, he didn't even break a sweat.
"It's alright, I'm here. Xi'er just needs to be a good girl and listen to me."
As he spoke, he tossed the person upwards, startling Song Lingxi into a loud scream as she clung tightly to the man's neck: "Ah, Your Majesty!"
"Hahahaha, don't be afraid."
Xiao Jin glanced at Song Lingxi, who had regained some of her vitality, and laughed heartily, finally feeling a little relieved.
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