By the time the palace servants guarding outside the palace reacted, Jiang Li had already opened the door and stepped into the Yangxin Palace.

"This, this, this, what should I do?!"

Seeing the palace door closed again, the palace servants were anxious, but they did not dare to disobey the imperial order and step into the Palace of Tranquil Longevity.

Jiang Li, who entered the hall, walked straight towards Song Chengyin in the inner hall.

"No, don't leave me, mother!"

Song Chengyin's mumbling in his sleep continued to be heard from the inner hall. Jiang Li hurried to the inner hall and found that Song Chengyin was waving his hands constantly trying to grab something.

Jiang Li pursed her lips. Although she didn't know what happened that year, she knew the pain of being haunted by nightmares.

It was only after she came to the bed that she could see Song Chengyin's expression clearly.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and every pore on his face emanated endless pain.

Even my eyelashes were wet, and I couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up."

Jiang Li hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, trying to wake him up, but Song Chengyin was still immersed in his dream and could not be woken up no matter how Jiang Li called him.

"Don't leave me. Don't leave me."

Song Chengyin spoke in a pleading tone, his face looking extremely uneasy. The arrogant king now choked up in a low voice like an abandoned child.

"Don't be afraid, Your Majesty. Your mother will always be with you."

Jiang Li wiped Song Chengyin's sweat and comforted him softly.

But Song Chengyin could not hear any words in his sleep and was immersed in endless pain.

At this moment, he was like a fish trapped in mud, searching hard but unable to find the direction of the sea.

"No, no, don't go!"

Song Chengyin struggled in pain, his big hands stretched forward continuously, and he was about to fall into the abyss. At this moment, a warm hand grabbed him and took him away from the boundless darkness.

"No, don't worry, Your Majesty. I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here with Your Majesty."

Jiang Li held Song Chengyin's big hand, coaxing him softly as if he were a child, and continued with his words.

Song Chengyin grabbed Jiang Li's hand tightly as if it was his last straw.

"do not leave Me."

"Okay, okay, I won't leave. I won't leave ever."

After getting Jiang Li's consent, Song Chengyin's frown slowly relaxed and the uneasiness on his face gradually dissipated.

Jiang Li let out a breath, finally pulling this ancestor back from the nightmare.

She covered Song Seung-in with the quilt and was about to turn around, but Song Seung-in held her hand tightly.

"Don't leave, okay?"

Whenever Jiang Li made the slightest movement, Song Chengyin would pray out loud, and his relaxed brows would tighten together again.

"Okay, I won't leave. Your Majesty, just go to sleep. You will be fine after a good night's sleep."

Jiang Li's fingers fell to Song Chengyin's brows and smoothed out the wrinkles there.

Song Chengyin grabbed her hands with both hands and held them tightly against his chest, as if he was afraid that she would escape.

Jiang Li looked helpless. She was afraid of disturbing Song Chengyin again and did not dare to pull her hand back for a while. She was tired of bending over all the time, so she simply sat down on the floor in front of the couch.

She rested one hand on the bed supporting her chin, while Song Seung-in held the other hand on her chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

Whenever Jiang Li tried to pull her hand back, Song Chengyin would hold her hand tighter, and Jiang Li had no choice but to let him hold it.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Li's eyelids began to droop and she lay unconscious on the edge of the bed.

When it was time for the morning court session, Song Seung-in, who had already formed a biological clock, woke up.

He felt a delicate and soft touch in his hand, and subconsciously lowered his eyes to look, and saw that he was holding a white and tender hand.

And the owner of that hand...

Song Chengyin turned his head to look at the little head lying on the edge of the bed.

It's him.

Was he the one last night?

Although Song Chengyin did not wake up from the nightmare last night, he was somewhat aware of the fact that someone wiped his sweat and comforted him softly last night.

That man was like a ray of light in the endless darkness, pulling him from the abyss to the shore.

He tried hard to open his eyes to see who that person was, but he couldn't open them no matter how hard he tried.

I never thought it was him.

The little eunuch who touched his heart.

Song Chengyin gently let go of Jiang Li's hand, feeling indescribable.

He was about to stand up when Jiang Li, whose back was facing him, suddenly turned her head away.

Jiang Li slept on the edge of the bed all night without even taking off her hat, which was still on her head.

However, as she turned her head, the hat became crooked, and a strand of hair on her forehead came out from under the hat.

Song Chengyin, who was originally planning to get up, lay back down and stared at Jiang Li who was lying on the side of the bed.

After seeing the strands of hair falling on the corners of her eyes, he reached out his hand as if possessed, pinched her hair and pushed it aside.

After realizing belatedly what he was doing, Song Chengyin's face froze, and he withdrew his hand as if fleeing in panic, then walked down from the bed.

"Change clothes."

It was not until they reached the outer hall that Song Chengyin asked the palace servant on duty outside the door to come in and change clothes.

The tightly closed palace door was pushed open from the outside, and the palace servants walked in respectfully with their heads bowed.

Some fetched water, some changed clothes, and they walked around the hall in an orderly manner, taking care of everything.

Everyone seemed calm on the surface, but they were actually very anxious.

Eunuch Xiaolizi didn't come out the whole night. Now that His Majesty has woken up, there is still no sign of him. Could it be that he has already...

"When did he come in last night?"

Everyone was distracted when Song Chengyin's voice came from the front.

Last night, only Eunuch Xiaolizi stepped into the Yangxin Palace. I guess the "he" that His Majesty was asking about was Eunuch Xiaolizi.

The eunuch who stopped Xiao Lizi last night secretly sweated in his heart, and then said truthfully: "Your Majesty, Eunuch Xiao Lizi entered the Yangxin Palace at the hour of Hai."

Song Chengyin narrowed his eyes. At the hour of midnight, he indeed stayed with her in the Yangxin Palace for the entire night.

He then calmly said, "He's a newcomer who doesn't know the rules. Have you also taken the rules for granted?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

Everyone in the hall knelt down, their spines bent to the ground, their bodies trembling, and their heads bowed.

"Your Majesty, before Eunuch Xiaolizi entered the Yangxin Palace last night, I warned him of Your Majesty's will, but Eunuch Xiaolizi was really worried about Your Majesty's safety, so he went against Your Majesty's will and entered the palace."

"Your servants dare not disobey the will of the emperor. We dare not even set foot in the Yangxin Palace. We can only watch Eunuch Xiaolizi go in. Eunuch Xiaolizi disobeyed the order because he was worried that Your Majesty was haunted by nightmares. Please show mercy, Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)