Guan Zhiyue finally found the door to the Cold Palace around 3:30 AM. The eunuch guarding the door heard a light knock and groggily got up. Through the small doorway, he saw Guan Zhiyue with disheveled hair and soaking wet.
Are you a human or a ghost?
Guan Zhiyue was speechless: "I'm your empress, you son of a bitch, open the door for me!"
The gatekeeper eunuch was extremely embarrassed. He quickly opened the door a crack, and as Guan Zhiyue walked in, he knelt down and said, "Oh my, it really is Your Highness! I was blind and didn't recognize you. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"
Guan Zhiyue looked at the trembling eunuch kneeling on the ground and said, "Get up, and shut up about tonight's events!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Guan Zhiyue shook her head, said nothing more, and walked towards her bedroom.
"Sigh! I wonder if the jerk I met tonight was the one I was thinking about!" Guan Zhiyue shook her head, holding the dry clothes in her hand, trying to banish all the thoughts from her mind.
There was no hot water left for a shower, and I didn't want anyone to boil water again, so I changed into clean clothes, dried my hair, and went to bed without any dreams.
The next morning.
Guan Zhiyue unfortunately caught a cold and was lying in bed with a high fever. She didn't know when she started having a fever or what time it was. The original owner's constitution was really too weak. She always thought that as long as she exercised properly and drank spiritual spring water, she wouldn't get sick. But that wasn't the case. She still fell into the water and didn't change her clothes in time, which led to her high fever.
When Bilian noticed that her mistress hadn't gotten up yet, she sensed something was wrong and rushed into the room. There she found Guan Zhiyue lying on the bed, drenched in sweat and with a flushed face.
"Oh, Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
"Good heavens! Your Highness, you're so hot! You have a fever!"
"Someone, quickly go and fetch the imperial physician! Her Majesty has a fever..." Bilian ran from Guan Zhiyue's bedside to the door, shouting loudly.
The eunuch serving in Guan Zhiyue's courtyard hurriedly headed towards the gate outside the Cold Palace. The guards hiding outside also quickly dispersed, one reporting to the Emperor and the other heading towards the Imperial Hospital.
At Chengqian Palace, Li Qiji had just returned from the morning court session. He was wearing a yellow robe that restricted his body and walked somewhat hurriedly. Li Qishang, who was following behind, couldn't help but laugh.
He knew very well that his brother disliked wearing this rather cumbersome outfit, especially the crown on his head; he said it was a bit of a hindrance when he walked...
"Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Empress has a high fever." Ji Shang jumped down from the roof beam and said hurriedly, his tone very anxious.
Li Qiji frowned slightly, displeased. He knew she would catch a cold last night, and now it was just as he had thought.
"Summon the imperial physician."
"Yes, I'll go right away."
"Ji Wu, go and arrest the imperial physician!" Li Qiji looked at Ji Wu, wanting the imperial physician to hurry up and go to the Cold Palace, so the only option was to use force.
Upon hearing that Guan Zhiyue was ill, Li Qishang became restless. Looking at Li Qiji, who was still slowly removing his yellow robe, he said, "Your Majesty, I still have some matters to attend to in the palace, so I will take my leave now!"
Li Qiji didn't think much of it and waved his hand, letting him leave first.
After receiving the Emperor's permission, Li Qishang went out and began to run wildly towards his palace gate with Shangyao.
"Master, what happened? Why do we need to walk so fast?" Shang Yao followed behind Li Qishang, asking with some confusion.
Without turning his head, Li Qishang quickened his pace: "Yue'er is sick."
Shang Yao: I knew it.
“Then we’d better hurry up,” Shang Yao chimed in.
Li Qishang said nothing more, his mind preoccupied with how Guan Zhiyue had caught a cold and developed a high fever, and how the people in the Cold Palace had been serving their master.
He knew that the little girl couldn't take care of herself. Just like when she was a child, she was still so delicate and couldn't withstand every attack of illness.
On his way to the Cold Palace, Li Qishang thought about his childhood countless times. He regretted not returning to the capital sooner and why he hadn't arranged the marriage when he was a child.
"Sigh, now..."
Here in the Cold Palace.
Guan Zhiyue had felt slightly better after being stimulated by Bi Lian's various cold waters. She tried to open her eyes but couldn't, and moved her mouth with some difficulty.
"water...."
"water...."
Bilian watched as her mistress's lips moved incessantly, but she had no idea what her mistress was saying.
"Your Majesty, what did you say?"
After listening to Bi Lian's words, Guan Zhiyue calmed herself down and said, "Water."
The voice seemed louder this time, and the speech was also clearer.
"Alright, you want water, right? Your Highness, please wait a moment, I'll get you some water right away!"
So Bilian quickly ran to the table in the room, poured a glass of warm water, ran to the bedside, and used a small spoon to feed Guan Zhiyue water little by little.
When Li Qishang came in, Bilian thought he was the imperial physician and quickly placed the water she was carrying on the embroidered stool next to her.
"Imperial Physician, please save my Lady!"
She looked up and saw that it was Li Qishang who had entered. She quickly bowed and said, "This servant greets the Prince of Xiaoyao."
Li Qishang didn't let Bilian get up. He went straight to Guan Zhiyue's bedside and sat down. Looking at Guan Zhiyue's flushed face, he clearly showed his concern for her.
"Yue'er, what happened to you?"
"Where is the imperial physician? Has anyone been sent to fetch him?" Li Qishang looked at Bilian kneeling on the ground, appearing quite angry.
"Reporting to Your Highness, we have already sent people there, but the Cold Palace is located in a remote area, quite far from the Imperial Hospital..."
Li Qishang pinched his brow in displeasure. What was going on? Why was his elder brother treating his most precious Yue'er like this?
Li Qishang looked at Guan Zhiyue on the bed and personally changed her water to cool her down until the imperial physician arrived.
"This old minister pays his respects to the carefree king."
"Yes! Get up, quickly take a look at my sister-in-law, what's wrong? She's had a fever for so long."
"Yes, yes, yes." Physician Han quickly got up from the ground and walked towards Guan Zhiyue on the sickbed.
Bilian had not yet received Li Qishang's instructions, so she could only kneel silently to the side, waiting anxiously.
Li Qishang glanced at Bilian, who was craning her neck to look, and sighed, saying, "Bilian, you are your mistress's dowry maid, and this is how you take care of your mistress?"
"Do you feel that your mistress is now in the cold palace, which is a burden to you, and that's why you're not taking good care of her?"
Upon hearing this, Bilian nervously kowtowed and confessed her sins.
"Your Highness, I am innocent! I never thought that Her Highness was like that in the Cold Palace. I will always be loyal to Her Highness." Bilian kowtowed repeatedly on the ground, the sound of which made everyone present feel the pain.
Li Qishang glanced at Guan Zhiyue lying on the bed, then at Bilian, and raised his hand in annoyance.
Bilian quickly got up from the ground and limped towards the door, her legs feeling uncomfortable from kneeling for a while.
Guan Zhiyue, lying on the bed, frowned in displeasure. She hadn't even punished Bilian herself, so how could this guy overstep his bounds?
Just as her thoughts were wandering, she heard the voice of the eunuch announcing something at the door.
"Your Majesty has arrived!"
Everyone in the Cold Palace was surprised to hear this voice, and they all quickly ran towards the main gate. Soon, the ground in the front yard was filled with kneeling people. Bilian, who was changing the water, was also surprised when she heard the announcement.
"His Majesty has never visited the Cold Palace before, this..."
"This servant greets Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!" So the servants kneeling on the ground shouted loudly.
Li Qiji gave a soft "hmm" and walked towards Guan Zhiyue's bedroom. As soon as he entered, he saw his younger brother sitting to the side.
Guan Zhiyue heard the commotion outside from her bed, including shouts of "Long live the Emperor!"
She frowned with a hint of self-mockery. He would come to the Cold Palace?
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