Her hands had been unconsciously holding Jun Zechen's sleeves tightly, and she refused to let go. Tears were still hanging in the corners of her eyes, making her look particularly adorable under the candlelight.
Jun Zechen originally wanted to sit on a chair nearby, but seeing her like this, he couldn't bear it.
He also didn't want to appear too cold in front of the many palace servants in the hall. After all, the servants in the palace were the best at judging people and treating them well. So he sat down on the edge of the bed.
Juxiang followed behind and hurriedly brought the imperial physician who had been invited earlier into the bedroom.
When the imperial physician came in, he bowed with great trepidation and respect, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."
"Come and show it to Concubine Ling." Jun Zechen said with a serious face.
The imperial physician responded quickly, then began to take the patient's pulse carefully and make a diagnosis, his face looking focused and serious.
After a busy period, the imperial physician wrote out a prescription, and then someone took the prescription to boil the medicine.
After Juxiang carefully fed the medicine to Ling Fei, Ling Fei finally regained a little consciousness.
She opened her eyes with difficulty, and when she saw Jun Zechen, her originally confused eyes suddenly became clear again.
She threw back the quilt and struggled to get out of bed.
Jun Zechen was quick to stop her, "You are still sick, why are you getting up? Take a good rest."
Concubine Ling couldn't get out of bed, so she knelt on the bed, tears in her eyes, and cried.
"No, Your Majesty, I beg you to let Meixiang go. It's all my fault. I am willing to accept any punishment you want. Your Majesty, please take Meixiang out of the Ministry of Punishment."
Ling Yue knelt on the bed, crying and kowtowed to Jun Zechen continuously, her forehead hitting the bed board again and again, making a dull sound.
Jun Zechen's face was full of helplessness. He opened his mouth slightly and sighed softly.
Then, he said slowly: "Okay, take a rest, I will release Meixiang."
Hearing the voice, Concubine Ling slowly raised her head, her red eyes filled with tears, and she looked straight at him, her eyes full of pleading and gratitude.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Jun Zechen was about to get up from the bed. Seeing this, Ling Fei hurriedly stretched out her hands and held his big hands.
His whole body was trembling slightly.
"Your Majesty, I have always dreamed of having you accompany me during the Flower Festival, so I have been unable to sleep."
There was deep sorrow and anticipation in Ling Fei's voice, and her eyes were filled with sadness and despair, as if the whole world had collapsed.
"I know very well that I am not worthy of being by your side on the Flower Festival."
Concubine Ling's eyes drooped slightly, her expression was full of loneliness and inferiority, her voice was low and trembling slightly.
"The Imperial Concubine will be your legitimate wife from now on."
When she said this, she raised her head, her eyes full of pleading, as if she had used up all her strength.
"It's just that... the Flower Festival has already passed. Your Majesty... could you please take pity on me for my frail body and accompany me this night?"
After Ling Fei finished speaking, her humble attitude seemed to sink into the dust, and her words seemed to turn into fine needles, piercing Jun Zechen's heart directly.
Jun Zechen's fists clenched and unclenched unconsciously.
It is almost past Chou hour now and Yaoyao is already asleep. If I go back to Zhaochun Palace at this time, I will definitely wake Yaoyao up.
Jun Zechen looked at her with a frown, a hint of hesitation and reluctance in his eyes.
"Go to sleep, I will accompany you."
When Concubine Ling heard that he agreed, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Although tears were still hanging on her cheeks, she showed a relieved smile.
She moved slowly towards the bed with a trembling body, deliberately leaving most of the space for Jun Zechen.
Jun Zechen did not take off his dragon robe and lay down outside with it still on.
Ling Fei had been holding his sleeves tightly, as if only in this way could she feel a sense of security. She seemed to be afraid that if she let go, Jun Zechen would disappear.
Concubine Ling closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, and her mind was filled with thoughts.
Now Su Jingyao has been conferred the title of Imperial Noble Consort by His Majesty, and the position of Queen is within her grasp.
And she lost her position as the legal wife and the favor of her husband, as if everything had left her.
What did she have to lose now?
Ling Fei gritted her teeth. She must rely on Jun Zechen's slightest sympathy to get what she wanted!
It was still drizzling outside the hall, and the sound of the rain seemed to be telling endless sorrow.
Ling Fei curled herself up into a ball, looking so pitiful. She slowly moved her body towards Jun Zechen little by little, even if it was just to touch his arm lightly.
Jun Zechen had not been sleepy at all. When he felt Ling Fei approaching, he slowly opened his eyes and frowned tightly, but he did not push her away in the end.
Concubine Ling breathed a sigh of relief. At least His Majesty didn't completely hate her yet.
Even though she couldn't compare to the Imperial Noble Consort now, no one else in the harem could surpass her.
Suddenly, without any warning, a dazzling flash of lightning flashed outside the hall like a silver snake, instantly illuminating the entire bedroom for a moment.
Then, a dull and loud thunder sounded.
Jun Zechen was obviously startled and panicked, then he quickly sat up from the bed, his movements hurried and urgent.
Concubine Ling felt his movements, with a puzzled look on her face, and called softly, "Your Majesty?"
Jun Zechen began to put on his dragon boots in a hurry, saying, "You should have a good rest. The imperial concubine is afraid of thunder, so I will go to accompany her."
After saying that, Jun Zechen strode away.
Ling Fei stared blankly at Jun Zechen's quickly disappearing back. Her nails had been deeply embedded in her palms, where bloodstains were already visible.
Is the Imperial Concubine the only one who is afraid of thunder?
He was only worried that the imperial concubine would be frightened by the thunder...
I had clearly warned myself in my heart not to care about his concern for the Imperial Concubine and not to have any more expectations of him.
But why, every time she saw him rushing towards the Imperial Concubine without hesitation, she still felt heartbroken...
Concubine Ling quickly calmed herself down, and a hint of fierceness flashed across her eyes.
She would no longer cling to the illusory imperial favor. She would only use his pity and his guilt to get everything she wanted.
For example, Miss Chu's child...
She does not have a strong family background, and the Ling family is no longer her solid backing. She must possess the power of the previous dynasty, otherwise how can she fight?
Therefore, she had to join forces with Lady Chu, and she needed the family power behind Lady Chu.
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