The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Chapter 276 The Emperor’s Thoughts

Concubine Jing was lying on the bed with the curtains hanging down. The soft light shone on her pale face, revealing a kind of fragile and morbid beauty.

Although there was a hint of color on her face and her chest was rising and falling slightly, she was still sleeping with a slight frown on her brows.

Beside the bed, Shen Runing had just taken Concubine Jing's pulse and put away the silver needle in his hand with gentle movements.

Concubine Chunhong stood aside with her head lowered, a hint of unwillingness in the corners of her eyes, but she dared not say much, after all, she had just been scolded by the emperor.

Knowing what was best for her, she bowed awkwardly and left in a hurry, making the excuse that she had something else to do in the palace.

Concubine Rong looked at Concubine Chunhong's back, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and then she knelt slightly to the emperor and said softly: "I am not feeling well, so I will withdraw first."

The emperor nodded slightly and watched her leave without saying much.

Shen Runing stood up, bowed and saluted, and said in a calm but clear tone: "Your Majesty, Concubine Jing is fine."

She paused, glanced at the sleeping Concubine Jing, and continued, "It was just because of malnutrition, worry, and lack of sleep for a long time that caused heart blood deficiency, which caused her to faint just now."

"I have used acupuncture to treat her, and her qi and blood have recovered slightly, but she still needs to rest and avoid physical or mental strain."

Hearing this, the emperor nodded slightly, his frowning brows relaxed a little, and he said in a deep voice: "Well, I understand."

After a moment, he glanced at Shen Runing, his tone light but revealing unquestionable majesty: "In this case, you will stay in Ruifu Palace and continue to take care of her and make sure she is fine."

Shen Runing bowed his head and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

The queen slowly approached, looking at Shen Runing gently, and her tone became a little softer: "Today, thanks to you coming to Ruifu Palace to find Princess Yuyao, if not for this, I don't know how this incident would end."

Shen Runing was slightly stunned, then replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, I am just doing my best."

Yuyao stayed by Concubine Jing's bed all the time, her little hands tightly clasping Concubine Jing's hands, her tender face still showing traces of crying, her eyes were red, and tears that had not yet dried hung on her long eyelashes.

The room became quiet, with only the wind outside the window blowing through the bamboo shadows, making a slight rustling sound.

The sudden silence makes people feel a strange sense of depression.

"Xunbei." The emperor suddenly spoke, and his low voice broke the silence.

He gently placed the Buddhist beads in his hand on the table and said, "Come to me."

A low "Xunbei" made everyone in the room look at Luo Xunbei.

That voice, with the usual majesty of an emperor, also made Luo Xunbei, who had been feeling a little relieved because Imperial Concubine Jing was fine, feel a tightness in his heart.

He carefully moved to the emperor's side, his hands hanging down at his sides, his head slightly lowered, and called out in a voice as weak as a mosquito's buzz: "Father..."

Luo Yuyao, who was sitting beside the couch, heard the noise and turned around, looking at her brother and the emperor with her big watery eyes.

The emperor did not speak immediately. He picked up the Buddhist beads that he had just placed lightly on the table. The beads slowly turned between his fingers, making a slight "click" sound.

His eyes seemed to be looking at Buddhist beads, but also seemed to be looking through them into a more distant past.

"I remember this string of Buddhist beads clearly." The emperor's deep voice sounded again, his tone slow but steady, "It was given to me by a senior monk in the Zen temple. You had just learned to walk at that time."

Luo Xunbei was a little stunned. He didn't understand the emperor's intention. He could only remain silent, standing respectfully, waiting for his father's next words.

"Today," the emperor raised his hand and handed the Buddhist beads to Luo Xunbei, his eyes deep and complicated.

"I will give it to you."

Luo Xunbei's pupils shrank slightly, and then he quickly knelt down, solemnly taking the Buddhist beads with both hands, and said in a slightly hurried but extremely respectful tone: "Thank you, father, for the gift."

The string of Buddhist beads fell heavily into his hands, and the warm touch startled him slightly.

It was a string of old but high-quality sandalwood Buddhist beads. Each bead was as smooth as jade and exuded a faint scent of sandalwood.

There is also a small golden Buddha statue hanging on the bead string. The golden surface has become slightly dull due to the passage of time, but it makes it look more simple and solemn.

The emperor's eyes were filled with a rare touch of kindness. He bent down and patted Luo Xunbei's shoulder. His voice was low and slow, but it was filled with irresistible majesty: "The situation is turbulent. I know that many people have set their sights on the harem. They have used up all their strength, just to make me worry about internal and external troubles."

Luo Xunbei raised his head and looked at the emperor's face, and seemed to be able to read a trace of fatigue and helplessness from it.

"I watched you grow up." The emperor's tone suddenly softened. He put his hand on Luo Xunbei's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I believe in you."

Luo Xunbei's eyes were slightly warm. He had never thought that his father would express his trust in him on such an occasion.

"Get up." The emperor withdrew his hands, put them behind his back, and slowly stood up.

"Remember, don't let me down. This country in the future..." When he said this, his eyes paused slightly, as if he was looking into the distance, with complex emotions in his eyes. Then he paused and said lightly, "It will still be yours after all."

Luo Xunbei kowtowed respectfully, stood up again, held the Buddhist beads in both hands, and bowed deeply: "I will not let you down."

The emperor glanced at him and smiled meaningfully. Then he turned around and looked at Concubine Jing's pale face. Without saying anything more, he slowly walked out the door.

The sharp and clear voice of Eunuch Qian came from outside the door: "Go to the Yangxin Palace!"

……

At noon, the sun was high in the sky, and the red walls and glazed tiles of the imperial palace shone brightly under the sunlight.

Inside Rong Guipin's bedroom, the atmosphere was solemn and cold.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slapping sound was heard in the hall, and Concubine Chunhong's face was suddenly thrown to the side, and a red mark quickly appeared on her fair cheek.

Concubine Rong was so angry that her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were as sharp as knives as she stared at Concubine Chunhong who was kneeling on the ground.

"Do you still want me to help you turn over?"

"waste!"

Noblewoman Chunhong knelt on the ground, lowered her head and dared not speak.

"It's useless!"

"My Lady, I know I was wrong! Please give me another chance!"

Rong Guipin narrowed her eyes, shook her head gently, and said with a sigh: "It's a pity for your face... You look like him, but your brain is useless."

Concubine Chunhong's face turned red and white after hearing these words. She bit her lip and dared not say a word.

When Concubine Rong saw this, a trace of annoyance flashed across her eyes, and her tone suddenly became higher: "Get out! Don't let me see you again!"

Concubine Chunhong shuddered all over, and quickly bowed her head, trying to suppress the humiliation in her heart, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I will take my leave."

He stood up staggeringly, lowered his head, and quickly backed out.

Outside the hall, the sun was scorching, and the strong light made it impossible to open one's eyes.

Concubine Chunhong was walking on the long palace road. Her scalp was hot from the sun and beads of sweat were oozing out of her forehead.

There was no one in the corridor, and the only sound was the chirping of cicadas in the scorching air.

She thought that after joining Concubine Rong, she would be able to climb to a higher position and gradually suppress that bitch Ling Hui. However, she never expected that this opportunity to assist Concubine Rong would turn out so badly.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and Ling Hui's mocking face kept appearing in her mind.

I don't know how long I walked, but suddenly I heard footsteps in the distance.

She raised her head slightly and found a figure slowly walking towards her.

When the person came closer, she squinted her eyes and identified him for a while, and finally recognized that it was Helan Duoduo.

"Greetings to the noble lady Chunhong." Helan Duoduo smiled slightly.

……

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, in stark contrast to the scorching heat outside, it was so cool that it seemed like another season.

"How did things go?"

Eunuch Qian bowed slightly.

"His Highness the Sixth Prince and the deceased noble lady You Ran..."

"There is indeed a problem."

The emperor slowly closed his eyes.