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Jun Zechen hurried to Yiku Palace, and the eunuch who was dozing at the door suddenly had a look of fear on his face.

It’s so late, why is Your Majesty coming!

His body trembled violently, and then he knelt down as quickly as possible, saying in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

"Where is Concubine Ling?" Jun Zechen pursed his lips and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, the master is in the Buddhist hall." The eunuch answered tremblingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Zechen strode towards the Buddhist temple.

Jun Zechen arrived at the entrance of the Buddhist temple. Just as he was about to step into the temple, he heard the question from the palace maid who was kneeling next to Concubine Ling.

Jun Zechen's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Master, today's two hours are enough. His Majesty only asked you to pray for the Second Prince for two hours every day. Today you have already kneeled in the Buddhist temple for the third hour."

"It rained tonight and your body has already been chilled. Now it's burning hot. If you kneel down again, how can your body bear it?"

Juxiang's face was full of anxiety and worry. She frowned tightly, looked at Ling Fei eagerly, and tried to persuade her earnestly.

Concubine Ling knelt weakly on the cushion in the Buddhist hall, her face flushed and her eyes a little blurry due to the high fever.

She said weakly: "Juxiang, I can't sleep, you don't have to persuade me anymore."

Her voice was a little hoarse due to the fever.

"Master, I know that His Majesty once promised to accompany you every year during the Flower Festival. So since you can't sleep well today, I want to pray for the Second Prince. But you also have to take care of your body."

Juxiang looked at Ling Fei with heartache, her eyes slightly red and her voice choked.

"Juxiang, please stop trying to persuade me. The Second Prince died because of me. Even though I was not the mastermind, it caused Chun..."

Concubine Ling paused here, her lips trembled slightly, and then she continued.

"I am sorry for letting the Imperial Concubine lose her child."

After saying that, Princess Ling couldn't help but cough a few times, and the unhealthy blush on her face became more obvious.

Then she said with difficulty: "I can't sleep. Praying for the Second Prince can reduce the guilt in my heart. Maybe then His Majesty will hate me less..."

There was a hint of self-mockery in her tone and expression.

"Even if you want to pray, you have to be healthy. Are you dragging your sick body like this for me to see or are you really praying for the Second Prince?"

Jun Zechen's cold voice suddenly sounded. His face was a little gloomy. Then he slowly raised his steps and stepped into the Buddhist hall.

When Concubine Ling heard the familiar voice, a look of surprise first appeared on her face, then she quickly stood up and bowed.

"I see you, Your Majesty."

"Get up." Jun Zechen's voice was flat and calm.

"Why did your majesty come to Yikun Palace?"

Ling Fei raised her head slightly and asked with confusion in her eyes.

"Your personal maid came to Zhaochun Palace to cause trouble, and asked me to come to Yikun Palace to rescue you. How come you didn't know?"

Jun Zechen's indifferent eyes fell directly on her, and his words were like sharp knives, piercing her heart.

When Concubine Ling heard this, her body trembled violently and she quickly knelt on the ground, her eyes full of panic and helplessness.

Her head was already dizzy at this time, her thoughts were a little confused, and she didn't know what she was saying.

"Your Majesty, I never asked Meixiang to ask for an audience with Your Majesty. Meixiang must have seen that I was unhappy and felt sorry for me, so she acted on her own. I know I was wrong. I didn't manage the servants well and disturbed Your Majesty."

"Meixiang committed a crime. I have sent her to the Ministry of Punishment." Jun Zechen said expressionlessly.

When Concubine Ling heard this, her eyes widened with fear.

She knelt down desperately and moved to Jun Zechen's feet, holding the corner of his clothes tightly with both hands.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to let Meixiang go. She has been with me all the time. She just acted on her own because she was worried about me. Wuwu, Your Majesty, please."

Concubine Ling's eyes were already blurred with tears at this time, and tears continued to flow out like a flood, accompanied by her crying, which made people feel pity.

Jun Zechen frowned and looked at her at this moment, his heart full of complicated emotions.

The reason why he was so indifferent to her was that he didn't want Ling Yue to hurt herself again and again in order to gain his sympathy.

But seeing her being so humble and compromising now, the happy and free-spirited her in the past would unconsciously emerge in his mind.

He hoped that she would no longer be obsessed with his favor. Even without his favor, he would make sure Ling Yue could live well in the harem.

He hoped that she could live in peace in the harem. He didn't want to see her become unrecognizable, and he didn't want to see her die because of the various calculations in the harem.

Ling Yue cried extremely sadly, and her grief-stricken sobs seemed to burst her heart and lungs.

Her body was already weak from the high fever, and she seemed to be tottering as if she had no bones, and her head was dizzy, as if it was stuffed with paste.

When facing the man's frosty indifference, Ling Yue felt a black screen before her eyes, and she fell straight back and fainted.

Jun Zechen was shocked when he saw this, and a look of anxiety instantly appeared on his face. He quickly reached out and picked her up.

"Where's the imperial physician!" Jun Zechen roared, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

After saying that, Jun Zechen held Ling Yue in his arms and strode towards the bedroom of Yikun Palace.

After entering the bedroom, Jun Zechen put her on the bed.

Concubine Ling frowned tightly, as if she was in great pain.

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 here 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 and said, "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.

"I 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, "boom".

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.