After much deliberation, Su Peisheng decided to ask Li Er for clarification, since Li Er was the one who always protected Consort Zhen.
He was looking for Li Er, and coincidentally, Li Er, who was also looking for him in a great hurry, was also looking for him. As soon as the two met, before Su Peisheng could ask any questions, Li Er looked anxious, his face was pale and his voice was trembling.
"Eunuch Su, it's so good to have found you! Come with me quickly."
Su Peisheng almost lost his hat when Su Peisheng was pulled by him. "Hey, hey, what are you doing in such a hurry? I have something to ask you."
"Don't ask me yet, Eunuch Su. I have a very important matter waiting for your decision," Li Er said with a mournful face. "Consort Zhen is in trouble. I just went to see the Emperor, and he was furious. He doesn't care whether Consort Zhen lives or dies."
Su Peisheng was startled upon hearing this. He grabbed Li Er and scolded him irritably, "That was just the Emperor saying it in anger. He cares about it. Just listen to his words and don't take them seriously. Come on, let's go and fetch the imperial physician first."
"I've already invited them, but I'm afraid even the imperial physician won't be able to help."
"What do you mean?" Su Peisheng's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at Li Er with a very serious look in his eyes. "You can't joke about this."
Li Er was so anxious he jumped up and down. "Oh dear, my great-grandfather, how could I dare to joke about this? The Empress is barely breathing. I checked her pulse, and it's clear she's on the verge of death. I'm terrified. I can't bear this responsibility, so I wanted to discuss it with you."
"Nonsense! Her Majesty was perfectly fine before. What nonsense are you spouting?" Su Peisheng simply didn't believe it. Consort Zhen was clearly alive and kicking. Who would believe that she was about to die?
Li Ersu straightened his face, glared at him with his tiger-like eyes, and said in a loud voice, "Do I look like I'm joking?"
Su Peisheng's heart skipped a beat. Li Er was being so cautious; it must be true. Oh no, the sky was about to fall.
He kicked Li Er in anger and cursed viciously, "Why didn't you tell me this sooner? If you implicate me, I will never forgive you in the afterlife!" He then yelled at the anxious Li Er, "You bastard, hurry up and go to the Imperial Hospital and summon all the imperial physicians to the Cold Palace. Make sure to save Consort Zhen's life. I'm going to find the Emperor."
"Okay, I'll be right there." Li Er used his lightness skill to leave, and Su Peisheng turned and ran.
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Su Peisheng, wiping sweat from his brow and face, rushed into the hall. "Your Majesty, this servant has urgent news to report."
Yinzhen glanced lazily at his personal eunuch on the ground and said, "Speak."
Without even looking up, Su Peisheng quickly reported, "Your Majesty, Consort Zhen is in bad shape and may not make it. Please go and see her immediately."
"Oh, she won't make it through," Yinzhen didn't believe it. He knew Consort Zhen's condition all too well.
The dead servant on the ground grew bolder and bolder, daring to plead for Tong Shi and deceive him, those ignorant fools.
"Su Peisheng, what benefits did the Tong family promise you to speak well of her?"
Su Peisheng's heart trembled, and he kowtowed heavily, repeatedly apologizing, "Your Majesty, Her Majesty did not promise me any benefits. Her Majesty is truly unwell. The imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital are on their way. Everything I have said is true. Please believe me."
"You saw it with your own eyes?" Yinzhen asked.
"This servant has none," Su Peisheng replied truthfully.
Yinzhen looked at him with a deep gaze, "Since there is no such thing, what makes you say that she is bad? Li Er said that Su Peisheng is someone I didn't know. You act so muddledly, daring to talk nonsense without even seeing it with your own eyes."
Su Peisheng was in a difficult position, unable to say that Li Er wouldn't lie to him and that he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
Perhaps Li Er exaggerated the facts; Su Peisheng dared not gamble.
"Don't stand here, go outside and kneel down," Yinzhen reprimanded impatiently.
Su Peisheng's expression stiffened slightly. He had been planning to visit the Cold Palace, but now the Emperor had simply cut off his hopes.
He had no choice but to obediently step down and kneel as punishment, but the inexplicable unease in his heart grew stronger.
The people inside the palace were in no better shape. On one hand, he told himself not to be soft-hearted, but on the other hand, he was genuinely worried about Tong's health.
He was also afraid that if he saw Tong Shi, he would not be able to help but forgive her.
Her words from that day still echoed in my ears: she disdained to marry him, and wouldn't even want to be the empress.
Fine, she doesn't care about him, does he still want to come to her to humiliate her? As the king of a country, what kind of woman can't he have? He has three palaces and six courtyards, he doesn't have to be with Lady Tong.
There was another round of crashing and banging as things were smashed. After a while, Yinzhen strode out and said, "Set up the cabinets in Yongshou Palace."
As the imperial procession departed, poor Su Peisheng knelt before the hall, burning with anxiety, yet unable to rise.
He summoned his young apprentice, whispered something to him, and told him to go to the Cold Palace and inform him immediately if he made any moves.
In the cold palace, Nan Yi slept very uncomfortably, her body alternating between feeling cold and hot, and the chattering in her ears gave her a headache.
She wanted to say, "Stop making noise, can you let me sleep in peace for a while?" but her chest felt so tight and she couldn't breathe properly, making it increasingly difficult to breathe.
Nan Yi desperately tried to wake up, but her body was inexplicably restrained, her hands and feet were held down, and she could not break free.
His chest felt like it was about to explode, and he couldn't open his eyes. In the dim light, a golden sea of flowers appeared in the void, and in the vast golden sea of flowers, a man and a woman stood.
The man in the black brocade robe exuded majesty and was exceptionally handsome, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. The woman in the gold-threaded gauze dress was extremely dignified, with a stunning golden lotus flower on her forehead.
Nan took a closer look and realized that the two men looked so familiar. They were looking at her with warm and kind smiles.
Xixi, A-Tang, no, it's...who is it? I can't remember.
She wanted to get a better look, so she struggled and suddenly felt light as a feather. Nan Yi stood up and looked back. In the dilapidated house, five or six old men with long braids were kneeling around her.
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