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If the heart is weary, one can still seek a place to rest, but if the heart is dead, can one only choose to ignore?
The news of Xia Ziqian's release spread quickly, and everyone in the palace knew that the Emperor had released the Right Court Judge to save the Empress. In their eyes, the Empress was already a dying person, and the concubines in the harem were all smiling with joy. What they did not know was that on the night when Mu Junqi fell into a coma, Mo Xiao Li had stayed by her side all night.
After dismissing everyone, Mo Xiao Li sat alone by Mu Junqi's bedside, watching her sleeping face. After taking medicine, her fever had subsided, but the small red spots on her body had not faded. At this moment, she looked beautifully peaceful.
Watching her like this felt as if he had returned to that afternoon when they first met. Back then, she was just as quiet as she was now, sitting there staring into the distance. The look in her eyes did not belong to a ten-year-old girl; perhaps it was that fleeting glance that took root in his heart.
He reached out to caress her cheek; the sensation was so real. Only in this situation could she look at him without that kind of hostile gaze. He smiled helplessly and gently held her hand...
The next morning, Mu Junqi moved her hand and opened her eyes to see Mo Xiao Li. She gently withdrew her hand and turned to lie down again. In fact, she was a bit surprised to see him there; she hadn't expected him to care for her all night. Although she still felt dizzy, her body was no longer as uncomfortable as before.
She was extremely thirsty but had no strength at all and could only endure lying there. Suddenly, the person beside her spoke up: "How much longer do you plan to endure?"
Mu Junqi clearly did not expect Mo Xiao Li to speak suddenly and was visibly startled. She looked up and saw Mo Xiao Li gazing at her, his eyes bloodshot. She felt a bit moved but remained silent.
Mo Xiao Li stood up, stretched his limbs, walked over a few steps, and brought a cup of water. He gently helped Mu Junqi sit up and brought the cup to her lips. After she drank, he softly asked, "How do you feel now?"
Mu Junqi felt as if she were living in a dream; everything seemed so unreal. She carefully looked at the person in front of her and confirmed he was not an illusion before respectfully saying, "Consort is fine now; thank you for your concern, Your Majesty," then lowered her gaze as if lost in thought.
But all of this felt like a sharp pain in Mo Xiao Li's heart. He comforted her again and stood aside, returning to his usual cold demeanor. "Xia Ziqian, I have released him; you should rest well," he said before turning away without wanting to look at her any longer because he did not wish to see her joyful expression—after all, that belonged to someone else.
Mu Junqi stared blankly at Mo Xiao Li as he left, unable to discern what she truly felt inside. Confused and powerless, she lay on the bed, gazing at the bed curtains with a chaotic mind.
After leaving Jingxian Palace, Mo Xiao Li felt a surge of anger in his chest as he strode forward. However, at the corner of the Imperial Garden, he encountered the Empress Dowager coming toward him. He reined in his anger and approached her, bowing respectfully, "Empress Dowager, may you be blessed."
The Empress Dowager smiled kindly but furrowed her brow as she looked at him. "My son, did you not rest well last night? You look so haggard."
Mo Xiao Li forced a smile and reached out to take her hand. "Empress Dowager, you think too much. I am fine. I will come to see you later; I must attend the morning court now. I will take my leave." With that, he departed, but the Empress Dowager watched Mo Xiao Li leave and asked the nearby Jingxi, "Did the Emperor just come from Jingxian Palace?"
"Yes," Jingxi replied respectfully.
Thus, the Empress Dowager gazed thoughtfully in the direction of Jingxian Palace. Jingxi continued, "I heard that the Empress was critically ill yesterday; perhaps the Emperor went to care for her." After a pause, she added timidly, "Empress Dowager, there is something I am unsure whether to say."
The Empress Dowager nodded slightly to indicate she should continue. Jingxi then said respectfully, "I believe we have been back for quite some time now and should educate the Empress. Seeing the Emperor like this makes me feel heartbroken."
The Empress Dowager listened quietly and said nothing after hearing this; she continued walking forward, so she did not see Jingxi's triumphant smile...
Inside Guang'an Palace
A shadow slipped into Guang'an Palace unnoticed by everyone. As soon as it entered, it knelt on the ground. Shortly after, Pear helped Consort Qian out. The few people present said little; they only heard the cloaked figure speak in a low voice: "Your Highness, everything is ready. As long as you give the order, everything will fall into place."
Consort Qian smiled with satisfaction but looked at the cloaked figure with a hint of malice in her eyes. Pear immediately spoke up, "If that's the case, then there's no time like the present; let's act tonight, shall we, Your Highness?" She turned to Consort Qian.
Consort Qian frowned and sat down on a nearby stool before speaking: "This palace thinks today is not an appropriate time. That wretched woman is ill now; the Emperor will surely be by her side. If we startle them, our efforts will be in vain. But if we wait a few days, perhaps we can ensure she never rises again." She finished with a sinister smile.
The cloaked figure shivered at her smile but was relieved that they were not enemies; otherwise, they would surely meet a terrible fate. At that moment, Consort Qian resembled a venomous beauty as she lowered her head and listened to her words. "Do not act rashly yet; follow my orders for what remains. There is nothing more to discuss now; you may withdraw but do not let anyone discover you." With that, she turned and walked into a nearby chamber.
The shadow quietly left without anyone noticing and returned to the bedroom of Consort Qian. Lying on the soft couch, she smiled seductively and said, "Pear, what do you think of this scheme of mine?"
"Your Highness is indeed exceptionally wise. I believe this time it will ensure that person has no place to be buried. Pear believes that anyone who opposes Your Highness will not have a good outcome," Pear replied with a cold laugh.
At that moment, Consort Qian had no idea that her scheme would lead everything that followed off its original course. Perhaps this was destined; no matter what, it would be difficult to escape...
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