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The common people now live in peace and contentment. Ever since that woman was sent to Nanyang, everything has come to an end. Because of this incident, the public's doubts about the Empress have grown stronger, and rumors about the deposed consort can be heard everywhere.
Although this news reached the palace, everyone seemed to ignore it. After Consort Qian left the Cold Palace, Mo Xiao Li favored her several times, which made the other concubines in the harem envious.
However, Consort Qian no longer had her previous arrogance; she treated everyone with a smile. Yet, the servants of Guang'an Palace felt differently because one wrong move could provoke her, leading to a severe beating.
One day, the weather was gloomy and oppressive; even the air pressure felt heavy. Although it was only November, it had already turned quite cold recently. The cold wind howled, and no one wanted to go outside. Ever since she fully recovered, Mu Junqi had been staying in Qinxiang Garden. As a heavy snowstorm approached, she inexplicably wanted to go out for a walk, so Huixin and Ziyue had no choice but to accompany her.
As they walked slowly along the path, looking at the familiar yet strange scenery ahead, Mu Junqi felt a sense of nostalgia because of the weather, which made her heart feel heavy.
Wandering aimlessly forward, as she turned a corner while looking down, she caught sight of a bright yellow figure standing there. Slowly lifting her head, she saw Mo Xiao Li standing there in a bright yellow dragon robe, staring blankly at her.
"Beloved..." Mo Xiao Li opened his mouth but hesitated, feeling somewhat unable to face the person before him.
"Your Majesty, may you have good fortune." After a moment of daze, Mu Junqi finally reacted. She greeted him with the others and then expressionlessly turned to leave.
"Beloved, do we really have to be like this?" Mo Xiao Li suddenly spoke from behind her. Mu Junqi froze for a moment and stood there at a loss.
The servants lowered their heads and stepped back from them, standing not far away. Mo Xiao Li walked up to Mu Junqi and pulled her into his embrace. It had been so long since they last met that an unspoken barrier seemed to have formed between them.
When she once again caught that familiar scent, Mu Junqi felt as if everything was just a dream. Nestled in his arms, tears streamed down her face like someone who had finally found a lifeline after nearly drowning; she clung tightly to him while crying.
Listening to all this, Mo Xiao Li's heart also ached. For the first time, he felt that he still held some place in Mu Junqi's heart. After a long while, Mu Junqi finally released him from her grip; her eyes were red and slightly embarrassed as she said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me; Consort was disrespectful just now."
Looking at the beloved woman standing before him now made him think of past events, leaving him unsure of what to say.
After a long silence, Mu Junqi suddenly spoke, "Your Majesty, Consort has only one question for you."
"Alright."
"That day, why didn't you come to save him? You know how much I was looking forward to your appearance," Mu Junqi said with tears in her eyes.
Mo Xiao Li remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "That day, I happened to be at the General's residence."
"Then Consort understands."
At that moment, Consort Qian approached slowly with a group of palace maids. Seeing this, Mu Junqi wanted to turn and leave, but before she could do so, she was spotted by Consort Qian. "Empress, it's been a long time."
With no choice but to stand there watching Consort Qian gracefully walk over, Mu Junqi waited until Consort Qian greeted Mo Xiao Li before smiling and saying, "It's been a while; sister still looks as charming as ever."
Mu Junqi smiled lightly and then whispered to Mo Xiao Li beside her, "Consort feels unwell; please forgive Consort for taking her leave." With that, she pretended to leave.
Consort Qian watched Mu Junqi depart, and the fleeting harshness in her eyes quickly transformed into a charming smile as she linked arms with Mo Xiao Li and walked forward.
Huixin and Ziyue looked at Mu Junqi with concern but didn't know what to say, so they silently followed behind. As the sky grew darker, no one knew how to break the silence.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Mu Junqi felt a chill in her body. She glanced back at Ziyue and Huixin, whose cheeks had turned slightly bluish from the cold. She decided to lead them back.
However, just as they returned and before they could warm up, a voice from outside the hall called out. Looking outside with some confusion, Mu Junqi soon saw Li Fusheng's anxious expression. He rushed in and knelt on the ground, saying, "Empress, something terrible has happened."
Upon hearing this, Mu Junqi immediately stood up. Li Fusheng hurriedly continued, "The Emperor started coughing after returning just now and now he has a fever."
"Then go and ask the Imperial Physician to take a look. What can This Palace do?"
"Servant knows, of course, but the Emperor is unwilling to summon the Imperial Physician, saying that it can only be done when you appear," Li Fusheng replied awkwardly.
Mu Junqi remained silent for a moment, tidied up briefly, and then followed Li Fusheng out of Qinxiang Garden. Just as they reached the palace door, they heard shouts from inside. Mu Junqi felt a pang in her heart and hurried inside.
What met her eyes was Xia Ziqian kneeling in front of Mo Xiao Li, carefully examining him. Upon seeing her enter, everyone stood up and bowed in unison, saying, "Empress, auspicious."
At this sound, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes. Mu Junqi responded and walked over to Xia Ziqian, asking, "What happened to the Emperor? He was fine this afternoon; how could he suddenly be in such a state?"
"In response to Empress, the Emperor has been mentally exhausted lately, so his body is relatively weak and has caught a cold. He just needs to take some medicine and he will be fine," Xia Ziqian respectfully answered.
After listening quietly, Mu Junqi instructed everyone to step back and sat in front of Mo Xiao Li. At this moment, his face was flushed, and his body trembled lightly under the covers. Illness struck like a mountain falling; looking at his sickly appearance, Mu Junqi was unsure of what she truly felt inside.
Suddenly remembering something, she instructed Li Fusheng to take good care of him. She then left with Ziyue. After a long while, when Mo Xiao Li woke up and did not see her, he thought she had left. Seeing this, Li Fusheng hurried over and said, "Your Majesty, you are awake! That's wonderful."
At that moment, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside. Looking up, they saw Mu Junqi walking in with a tray in her hands. Noticing this, Li Fusheng quietly stepped back.
She placed what she was holding on the table, walked over a few steps, and then smiled as she said, "How do you feel? You must be hungry. Consort just made some porridge; let's eat a little." Saying this, she helped him sit up against the side of the bed.
Then she went over to fetch it and sat beside him, blowing on it to cool it down before feeding him. Although Mo Xiao Li felt uncomfortable physically, his heart raced with excitement.
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