The atmosphere in the outer room was very depressing. The emperor looked at the bloody hammer expressionlessly, and the empress stood beside him with a grim look on her face. Even Concubine Shugui and others dared not speak any more.

"The affairs in the harem are complicated. I thought you could manage the harem well, but you made so many troubles," Feng Jian was upset. The blue and white porcelain teacup beside him fell to the ground again. He stood up suddenly, looked at the four women, and then said to the queen, "I don't care what method you use, you must find such a vicious woman. There is no room for such a woman in my harem."

The Queen reviewed the case, “I will get to the bottom of this matter thoroughly.” The Emperor handed the matter over to her, which at least proved that it had nothing to do with her. As for the others… The Queen’s eyes turned cold. She also wanted to know who had caused the instability of her power in the harem.

"You all may leave," Feng Jin waved his hand, not wanting to look at them any more.

Several people bowed and quietly left Xihe Palace. The Queen held He Yu's hand and sighed, "I never thought that there would be such a vicious person in the harem. It's really shocking."

"Not only the Empress, but I am also terrified," Concubine Shugui continued with a smile, "It's a pity that Zhao Xianrong suffered this crime. If she hadn't been framed by the villain and had her nameplate removed, she might have been spared this crime."

"Who can predict what happens in the world?" Concubine Xian Gui said with a distressed tone, "It's all the fault of that vicious person who wanted to frame Zhao Xianrong. It's a pity that Zhao Xianrong was so young, but she suffered such a great hardship. Fortunately, she saved her life, otherwise... Alas."

The Queen glanced at Consort Shu Gui and got on the sedan chair. "I will investigate this matter thoroughly. I hope that the bad guy will not take advantage of this."

"Farewell, Her Majesty," Shu Guifei smiled and watched the Empress leave. After the sedan chair walked a few steps away, the smile on her face gradually faded. She turned around and looked at Xian Guifei with a smile, "Xian Guifei feels sorry for Zhao Xianrong." After saying this, she got on the sedan chair and left without waiting for Xian Guifei to say anything.

Concubine Ning watched the three people arguing in silence. After they all left, she got on her steps and looked back at the gate of Xihe Palace. The palace lights were swaying slightly in the night breeze, and there was an indescribable chilliness to the air.

Xihe Palace fell silent again. Feng Jin sat on a chair in the outer room and did not move until the steam from the newly served tea ceased to come out.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night." As the emperor's personal steward, Gao Dezhong had to comfort the emperor even though he knew he was upset.

"I know," Feng Jian stood up, and just when Gao Dezhong thought he was going to leave, he saw him turn around and go back into the inner room.

Gao Dezhong used to come here often. In the past, there were all kinds of fragrances here, but not the smell of medicine. Today, there is no fragrance at all, only the pungent smell of medicine. The podocarpus hanging on the shelf in the corner is still green, but the water lilies are no longer green.

Yun Xi, who was serving at the bedside, saw the emperor come in, bowed silently, and took a few steps back.

Feng Jin sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and gently touched the pale cheek, only to feel the skin under his hand was hot, and his face changed slightly, "Why is it getting hot?"

Yun Xi frowned and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician said that the Empress was seriously injured and would definitely have a fever at night. I'm afraid the fever won't go away."

"In that case, let the people from the Imperial Hospital stay outside tonight," Feng Jin took the towel from Yun Xi's hand and gently placed it on Zhuang Yuyan's forehead, "ask someone to bring a pot of boiled liquor." He remembered that when he had a high fever as a child, his wet nurse used liquor to reduce his fever. Although it was a folk remedy, it was very effective.

When the strong liquor was delivered, Feng Jin did not want Yun Xi and others to come forward to help. He carefully wiped the liquor on Zhuang Yuyan's forehead, palms, feet and back. After covering her tightly with the quilt, he said, "Be careful to serve your queen. If there is anything, report to me immediately."

It was nearly four o'clock in the morning, and he could no longer stay in Xihe Palace. He had no choice but to give instructions to the palace maids and send a few experienced maids to serve him before he left with peace of mind.

After the court session, Feng Jian did not return to Qianzheng Palace, but went to Xihe Palace to see Zhaoxianrong. Seeing that her high fever had subsided, he hurried to Jingyang Palace, the empress's palace.

"Are these the servants that were borrowed from Xihe Palace?" Feng Jin flipped through the booklet with little expression on his face.

The queen listened to the emphasized "Excuse me" and replied in a calm voice, "Your Majesty, all the names are already on it."

"Changtian Tower, Hele Palace, Linyuexuan, Yimei Pavilion..." Feng Jin read out the names one by one, and then threw the booklet on the small table. "It seems that the servants around Xu Zhaorong, Roufei, Yan Guipin, and Su Xiuyi are not enough to be used. I have treated them harshly."

"Call them here and ask them. I really want to know why they were treated so harshly."

The queen was silent for a moment before she said, "I never thought that they would borrow servants from Xihe Palace."

News came out that day that the emperor had removed Concubine Rou from her title for one month, Concubine Yan and Su Xiuyi from their title for three months, and Concubine Xu Zhaorong was even scolded by the emperor in front of the servants of Jingyang Palace. Not only was she removed from her title for three months, but she was also fined a year's salary. The emperor was even so angry that he said that she was not worthy of the position of Zhaorong.

When Zhuang Yuyan woke up again, it was almost noon. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the old face of Doctor Mao. Before she could say anything, she saw Doctor Mao kneeling down excitedly, saying something like "good luck and fortune". Then several other doctors came in, all of them kowtowing to her and saying auspicious words.

"You all should stand up and talk properly. I have a headache," Zhuang Yuyan said, only then did she realize how pitifully small her voice was and her throat was a little hoarse.

However, several imperial doctors heard what Zhuang Yuyan said, and they quickly calmed down.

After reluctantly drinking a few sips of the jujube and longan soup, Zhuang Yuyan felt a little better. However, her headache was so severe that she did not dare to move. If there was something wrong with her brain, she would be dead in the harem.

"Your Highness, I have already had someone report this to the Emperor," Tingzhu handed the bowl to the maid behind her and carefully wiped Zhuang Yuyan's face. "The Emperor came to see Your Highness after leaving court this morning, but Your Highness was not awake yet. He sat for a while and then left."

"Really?" Zhuang Luoyan showed a complicated smile, "I thought the emperor would never come here again."

"Why won't I come again?" At this moment, Feng Jin strode in, ignoring the crowd of people paying their respects, and held down Zhuang Yuyan who wanted to sit up, "Don't move, your head is so badly injured, and you're still moving around, are you trying to save your life?"

Seeing Zhuang Yuyan lowering her head, Feng Jin said in a soft voice, "I haven't come to see you these days. I know you feel bad. I won't do this again in the future. You also need to be well and don't do these things to scare me again."

"There are so many sisters in the harem. Even if it's me, what's wrong with me? The emperor..."

"Nonsense!" Feng Jian said in a deep voice, "Other people are other people. I want you to take good care of yourself and don't think about anything else."

"But Your Majesty, you clearly know that I will not look for Zhiyi. Why don't you believe me?!" Zhuang Luyan looked at the emperor with red eyes, "Your Majesty said that they should be free to be together. How can I bring them back?"

The imperial physicians, palace maids and eunuchs present at the scene wished they didn't have ears. Even though Zhao Xianrong dared to say such complaining words, they didn't dare to listen.

Feng Jin couldn't look directly into those red eyes, so he looked away and said in silence for a moment, "I was wrong. When you recover, I will treat you well."

Zhuang Luoyan's eyes turned red and she closed them. Tears flowed down her cheeks and then into her temples.

Reaching out to wipe away the warm tears, Feng Zhen felt a little uncomfortable. He pressed the quilt for Zhuang Yuyan and said, "I will investigate this matter carefully. It hurts me to see you like this."

The tightly closed eyelashes trembled, but in the end, they did not open.

With a sigh, Feng Jin turned around and looked at the pigman behind him, and said calmly: "You already know how to serve Zhao Xianrong. If Zhao Xianrong has any faults, there is no need for you to stand there."

Without looking at the pig man's terrified expression, Feng Jian looked at Zhuang Luoyan a few more times, but unfortunately the other party didn't open his eyes, so he stood there for a while before leaving.

After the emperor left, Zhuang Yuyan opened her eyes. Although she looked sad, there was a hint of smile in her eyes.

Some things come too easily, and people often don't know how to cherish them. But if they are about to lose something, people will realize how precious it is and how reluctant they are to part with it. The same is true for the love a woman gives a man. If she gives silently, the man will change from feeling guilty to taking it for granted. Only when he feels the crisis of losing something will he understand how precious this relationship is.

Although Feng Jian was a man, he was also an emperor, so it was too easy for him to get women. A woman's love might be precious to him, but it was not something precious. Only when this love was hurt by his own hands did he suddenly realize how difficult love was. This mentality was probably caused by his meanness.

After leaving Xihe Palace, Feng Zhen's face darkened. He felt bad, and naturally, other people would not feel good either. "Have you found out which people from the palace appeared around Xihe Palace last night?"

"Your Majesty, there were many servants around Xihe Palace last night. On the day when Zhao Xianrong was in trouble, servants of the Empress, the two Imperial Concubines, Concubine Rou, Concubine Ning, Xu Zhaorong, Su Xiuyi, Imperial Concubine Yan, Imperial Concubine Jiang, and Concubine Lin all approached Xihe Palace." Gao Dezhong paused and said, "I think this alone cannot help us find out who harmed Zhao Xianrong."

"Of course they can't find out. If they want to harm someone, they can send someone to hide somewhere around Xihe Palace in advance. They don't have to leave immediately after harming someone. When things get out of hand the next day, it's best to leave while things are in chaos," Feng Jin sneered. "In the harem, everyone has the intention to harm others."

Gao Dezhong was shocked. Since the emperor said this, what did he mean?

"No matter how many people passed by, check them all carefully. Those who were late for duty or disappeared for more than half an hour inexplicably, as long as they are suspicious, keep a close eye on them." Feng Jin said coldly, "If I want to find out something, no one can hide it."

Gao Dezhong felt a chill down his spine; the emperor was really angry this time.