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Mu Junqi was still inquiring when, upon hearing such words, his expression immediately changed. He stood up angrily and shouted at the crowd, "Who said that just now? Step forward!"
His voice was clearly audible in the quiet hall, and the expressions of everyone present instantly varied. One by one, they lowered their heads and fell silent. The originally warm atmosphere suddenly became tense, with only Consort Xi holding her stomach while being attended to by her maid.
"This Palace kindly gathered everyone here, but unexpectedly this good intention has turned into a mistake. If anyone feels there is an issue with this, please speak up. Do not engage in sneaky behavior. If Consort Xi's stomach pain is related to the food, then all responsibility will fall on This Palace alone. However, if this is baseless slander, and I find out who said those words earlier, I will not let it go lightly!" Mu Junqi glared at the crowd and spoke in a low voice that nonetheless carried a sense of intimidation that made everyone shudder.
At that moment, the imperial physician arrived. Before he could bow, Mu Junqi said, "No need for formalities; quickly check on Consort Xi and see what the issue is."
At this moment, Consort Xi was already lying on a bed in the side hall, her face pale and clearly in extreme pain. The expressions on the faces of those in the hall were all different.
Through the gauze curtain, the physician tied a silk thread around Consort Xi's wrist and squinted his eyes. After a short while, he opened his eyes and bowed to Mu Junqi, saying, "Empress, do not worry. Consort Xi simply has an upset stomach from something she ate. A few doses of medicine will suffice; she just needs to pay attention to her diet for a while."
Upon hearing this, Mu Junqi glanced at Ziyue beside her. Ziyue immediately understood and took the physician out while discreetly slipping him a silk pouch when no one was watching.
After the physician left, the air in the hall felt thin. Mu Junqi looked at everyone and said, "Since Consort Xi is unwell, let's leave." With that, she led the way out.
By this time, it was already afternoon; the sky had begun to darken slightly. Outside, palace lanterns were lit up in the courtyards. The once lively Jingxian Palace had now fallen into silence.
Seated at the head of the hall, Consort Qian could no longer remain silent. She stood up and looked at Mu Junqi, saying, "Empress, since Consort Xi is fine now, I will not disturb your rest any longer. I take my leave." With that, she made to leave.
Mu Junqi looked at Consort Qian with a cold smile and said, "Why are you in such a hurry, Sister Qian? This Palace will not pursue matters regarding Sister Xi any further. However, I want to remind everyone not to make baseless assumptions. You are no longer newcomers; many of you have been here longer than This Palace. Therefore, there is no need for me to reiterate some of the rules of the harem for you all. Do you understand?"
All the concubines stood up and slightly bowed to Mu Junqi, saying in unison, "We will heed your teachings, Empress!"
"Alright, since there's nothing going on, you all may leave," she said lightly while gently stroking her forehead, then closed her eyes as if feeling very tired.
Seeing this, regardless of the anger they felt inside, everyone could only obediently leave with the others.
Before long, Jingxian Palace returned to its original quietness. Mu Junqi stood up and said to Huixin, "Send a few palace maids to take Consort Xi back." After speaking, she stood up and walked toward the bedroom.
Ziyue followed closely behind. Once inside, Mu Junqi seemed very tired as she lay sideways on the soft couch, slightly squinting her eyes. "Ziyue, do you think what This Palace did today was right?"
"Your Highness, if you want to establish yourself in the harem, you have to do this. The harem is full of disputes; perhaps there will be more incidents like today in the future. You need not feel upset," Ziyue replied softly.
Mu Junqi sighed lightly and said nothing more. Seeing this, Ziyue walked over and covered her with a thin blanket, then quietly stood by.
After an unknown amount of time, hearing a commotion outside, Mu Junqi opened her eyes and saw Ziyue mumbling, "What happened outside?"
"I don't know either," Ziyue replied just as the door to the bedroom was opened from the outside. Looking up, she saw a figure in bright yellow. Without thinking much, Ziyue knelt down and said, "This servant pays her respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor."
"Get up and step aside," Mu Junqi said while looking at Ziyue. Ziyue complied and exited.
Mu Junqi struggled to sit up and smiled faintly at Mo Xiao Li. "Why have you come so late?"
Mo Xiao Li walked over with a smile and embraced Mu Junqi in his arms. Inhaling her scent from her hair, he found it always so pleasant—not like the powdery smell of others but rather a subtle fragrance.
Taking a deep breath, his voice carried a hint of seduction as he said, "I missed you," before gently taking her earlobe into his mouth and licking it softly. This action was intoxicating, causing her body to involuntarily move slightly as she couldn't help but escape from this stirring sensation.
However, Mo Xiao Li tightly embraced her, and the only sounds in the air were his heavy breathing and her occasional soft moans. Just when Mu Junqi thought he would continue, Mo Xiao Li suddenly released his hold and looked intently into her eyes, saying, "I heard that Consort Xi is feeling unwell. What happened?"
When Mu Junqi heard this, she felt her heart sink, returning to her usual indifference as she respectfully replied, "Consort Xi just has an upset stomach; it's nothing serious. How did it get to you?"
Unexpectedly, Mo Xiao Li laughed out loud upon hearing this. Mu Junqi looked at him in confusion, not understanding his sudden change in demeanor, but her expression remained unchanged. "Are you feeling jealous?" he asked.
As soon as Mu Junqi heard this, her face turned beet red, and she lowered her head, unsure of what she truly felt inside. Mo Xiao Li looked at Mu Junqi's expression and chuckled softly as he pulled her back into his embrace. It was only at this moment that it felt somewhat real; for so long, she had felt that Mu Junqi was like a kite in the sky—if she wasn't careful, she would disappear from his life forever.
Thinking of this, he reached out and picked up Mu Junqi horizontally, striding toward the bed. Mu Junqi quickly realized what was about to happen and shyly leaned into his arms. In the stillness of the night, through the gauze curtain, one could only vaguely see their two bodies entwined passionately together. In the quiet room, the only sounds were their breaths; perhaps at this moment, there was nothing else between them—only the person in front of them.
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