Xiankun Palace.
When the emperor arrived, he found this scene of chaos and devastation.
Zhou Anyuan, observing the situation, stopped a palace maid and asked, "What's going on?"
The palace maid hurriedly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this servant greets you. In response to your question, the Empress Dowager was hit on the head by a scroll that fell from behind her. She is currently being treated by the imperial physician."
"Ah?" Jun Zhe was shocked and hurriedly ran to the palace.
Zhou Anyuan forced himself to remain calm and hurriedly followed behind, repeatedly saying, "Your Majesty, be careful of the steps."
The palace maid who answered exclaimed, "Be careful, there's oil on the steps!"
But it was too late. Seeing that Jun Zhe was about to fall down the steps, Zhou Anyuan, who was behind him, realized that there was no time to help him up. He quickly threw himself on the ground, and Jun Zhe fell on top of him, narrowly avoiding injury.
Zhou Anyuan slammed his face into the steps, his nose bleeding profusely, his hands were scraped, and his knees ached. He didn't know if any bones were broken.
Several eunuchs following behind hurriedly and carefully helped Jun Zhe, Zhou Anyuan, to his feet.
Jun Zhe glanced at Zhou Anyuan, feeling grateful, and asked, "How are you?"
Zhou Anyuan covered his nose with one hand and his leg with the other, grimacing as he said, "This servant is fine, Your Majesty, please go see the Empress Dowager!"
Jun Zhe was genuinely worried about the Empress Dowager, so he hurriedly ordered several eunuchs to "escort Eunuch Zhou back and summon the imperial physician to treat him."
After saying that, he hurriedly walked inside.
They had only taken a few steps when they heard Zhou Anyuan ask the palace maid a question.
"How come there's oil here? How are you serving me? How do you servants behave?"
Jun Zhe's heart stirred, and he stopped.
The young palace maid stammered, "Replying to Your Excellency, this servant...this servant...this servant really doesn't know. Please ask someone else!"
"How dare you! Is this how you reply? I'll punish you after I've questioned the steward of Xiankun Palace."
Upon hearing this, Jun Zhe stopped going in, turned around and walked to the palace maid, coldly asking, "What's the deal with this oil?"
The palace maid was so frightened that she immediately knelt down.
"Your Majesty, this servant... this servant..."
"Speak quickly!" Zhou Anyuan shouted, "Could someone have deliberately plotted to harm the Empress Dowager? Otherwise, why would the painting fall down in the first place?"
The palace maid was on the verge of tears, kneeling tightly on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "No, it wasn't to harm the Empress Dowager, it was to make the Empress slip..."
Jun Zhe's mind went blank, his face deathly pale. "Who gave the order?"
"Yes...yes..."
The palace maid hesitated, but the emperor already knew the answer.
He stared at Xiankun Palace, a storm raging within him. After a long pause, he glanced at Zhou Anyuan and said indifferently, "All those involved will be dealt with according to palace rules!"
"Yes!" Zhou Anyuan hurriedly replied, feeling terrified.
Jun Zhe closed his eyes and continued walking towards Xiankun Palace, but he was no longer as anxious as before.
In the Empress Dowager's bedroom.
Several imperial physicians stopped the bleeding, bandaged the wound, and prescribed medicine, ordering the apprentices to prepare it. The process was quite orderly.
When Jun Zhe entered, the Empress Dowager had just drunk her medicine, and the room was filled with the aroma of medicine.
He immediately spotted Linghu Lan standing beside the Empress Dowager's bedside. Seeing that she was unharmed, he felt relieved. However, he still felt apologetic. He had previously told her to obey the Empress Dowager, but now it seemed that he had been wrong.
He nodded to Linghu Lan, who smiled slightly, which made Jun Zhe feel a little better.
He bent down to look at the Empress Dowager; her wound had already been bandaged. "Mother, how are you?"
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