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"Dugu Hao is quite interesting. What does he mean by not vying for the throne? Isn't that just a show of filial piety? Hmph, he appears cold and ruthless, denying the emperor—what is he trying to achieve?"
Queen Wang's long nails dug into her flesh as she spoke angrily.
In the past two years, Dugu Hao had put immense pressure on her. Even though his background was not as powerful as Dugu Li's, she had to admit his capabilities based on his performance in court.
But today, why was Dugu Hao so eager to show off?
However, this was not important. What mattered was that Dugu Han would not live much longer. Once he passed away, everything would be settled. With this thought, Queen Wang stood up and went to the Inner Room, decisively issuing her final command.
It was time to close the net!
After years of planning, the moment to reap the rewards had finally arrived. Queen Wang felt as if victory was beckoning her.
Meanwhile, Liu Qingxi never imagined that simply modifying a Heating system could lead to such dire consequences.
Time flowed like a gentle stream, slowly passing by, as if the sun and moon were changing in an endless cycle.
In the blink of an eye, Liu Qingxi had been working on the Heating system for ten days. Due to the emperor's vast living space and the meticulous nature of the project, only half of it had been completed so far.
As the seasons changed, the last Season arrived quietly amidst all the busyness.
The winter temperatures fluctuated day by day; however, compared to the sudden chill from Ten Li Pu, winter in the capital seeped into life like a gentle rain.
One morning, when Liu Qingxi opened his door, he was surprised to find a thin layer of ice outside. Beneath the crystal-clear ice, white bubbles formed underfoot as he stepped on it, with a little water playfully moving around like mischievous children.
It actually froze! Liu Qingxi hadn't experienced winter arriving like this in a long time.
Arriving in this world and spending four winters in Ten Li Pu, each one felt like an unexpected university, with a thick Ice Layer capable of supporting the weight of vehicles.
It was the first time seeing a winter like this, reminiscent of her past life, and a long-lost sense of familiarity surged within her.
She seemed to see her past self pushing open the glass door of the balcony, noticing a thin layer of ice forming on it. Breathing out, her breath misted in the cold air, creating a visual reminiscent of swirling clouds.
Stretching lazily and inhaling the crisp air, her foggy mind instantly cleared: "Spring Rain, prepare my things."
In another fifteen minutes, it would be time to head to the palace.
During this period, she entered and exited the palace punctually, solely for the Emperor's sleeping quarters and the Imperial Study's Heating.
Fortunately, although the people in the palace treated her with indifference, when it came to matters concerning the Emperor, all materials, tools, and manpower were readily available, making her work efficient.
In the vast Imperial Study, ceramic pipes adorned with a Bright Yellow Dragon Pattern were installed close to the walls. Every few feet, spiraled half-meter-high segments formed a peculiar structure made up of these ceramic pipes that appeared silently.
Placing her hand gently on it, she could feel its warm temperature; heat gradually emanated from here, creating a swirling temperature exchange in the air.
Before long, the temperature in the Imperial Study gradually rose until it felt as warm as spring.
Every detail was perfect beyond perfection; Liu Qingxi was very satisfied with this effect.
This effect astonished those in the palace just as much as it did the common people outside.
Though they lived in the most luxurious and extravagant palace, serving the most esteemed individuals and enjoying the best treatment, they lacked freedom.
Perhaps many people who entered the Three Zhang Palace have lost all hope of ever leaving, as their entire lives revolve around those few noble individuals.
Compared to the strange happenings outside, they have become somewhat set in their ways.
As for Liu Qingxi, the young girl, their initial skepticism has turned into unwavering belief, and they have secretly become her fans.
Isn't she just adorable?
Here is a teenage palace maid, dressed in a pink palace uniform, with a simple silver hairpin. Within the vast palace walls, she has developed a timid personality.
However, today she could no longer hold back. She pulled her two good friends to hide in the most secluded corner nearby, her eyes sparkling with excitement, hands over her pounding heart, infatuated: " Miss Liu is amazing; the Imperial Study is so warm now."
The other two, having not experienced it themselves, looked confused and puzzled: "How do you know?"
"Hehehe, Liu Gonggong asked me to take care of Miss Liu's daily needs these past few days. I happened to sneak a peek inside. Wow~~~ as soon as I walked in, it was like spring in there—so warm that there’s no need for a heater."
She was lucky; Liu Gonggong assigned her to Liu Qingxi because he saw her as honest.
Especially since Liu Gonggong specifically instructed that those clever ones in the palace, who usually dart around, should not be allowed to access any core matters during this time, particularly regarding Dugu Han's illness.
After the decoration of the Imperial Study was completed, Yanlong Palace also underwent some renovations, and Dugu Han temporarily moved to the newly constructed side hall.
At this moment, Dugu Han lay quietly on the Dragon Bed in a bright yellow smooth silk robe, resting and recuperating.
Queen Wang walked gracefully, her black skirt swaying gently as she approached, her alluring beauty radiating a unique aura of authority befitting a mother figure.
Sixteen palace maids respectfully held up her skirt as she slowly walked into the side hall.
Glancing at the fluctuating figure of Dugu Han on the bed, a barely perceptible cold smile tugged at her lips, but it did not escape Liu Gonggong's keen eyes.
Aside from him, even though Dugu Han was weak, his gaze remained clear. Without needing to look closely, he noticed something amiss with Queen Wang.
After discovering Queen Wang's unease, he quietly continued to observe.
Sure enough, sitting by the bed in a black phoenix robe, Queen Wang's tears flowed down like pearls that had broken free from their string. "Your Majesty, why hasn't your health improved? This is what I should do, Your Majesty. I can't eat or sleep, fasting and praying for your health and longevity."
"Thank you, Queen. I feel much better—cough cough cough." Before he could finish, a violent coughing fit interrupted him, and his pale, swollen face appeared to be forcing a facade in Queen Wang's eyes.
Pretending that he was recovering, she finally felt her heart settle after seeing this.
It seemed it was time to act while Dugu Hao was preoccupied with showing filial piety and was stretched thin.
What a touching scene of a couple deeply in love, facing the impending separation of life and death. Dugu Han and Queen Wang were playing out the typical drama of a husband and wife on the brink of tragedy.
As if they could not live without each other.
Yet only she knew what was truly in her heart.
Though they appeared harmonious, each harbored their own ulterior motives.
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