The Prince Consort's Beloved

Li Yuming quickly glanced at Prince Yun who was vomiting blood and the Queen Mother who was crying while holding Prince Yun. Without hesitation, he carried Li Yuanqi and walked towards the gate of Fengqi Palace.

Fu Lai, who was startled by Li Yuanqi's laughter, reacted quickly and stood up, jogging behind him.

Li Yuanqi suddenly called Fulai, his tone was cold, as if a layer of ice had formed: "Let Fuling come back, and you don't have to guard Fengqi Palace anymore."

Fulai was stunned. Fuling was skilled in martial arts and was a person specially placed by His Majesty in Fengqi Palace to secretly protect the Queen Mother. Therefore, every time Prince Yun went there, His Majesty would receive the news in time. Now that His Majesty has called Fuling back, does that mean His Majesty will ignore the Queen Mother's wishes in the future?

Seeing that Fu Lai didn't move, Li Yuanqi gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"

Fu Lai came back to his senses, responded, and quickly turned around and ran back.

Li Yuming suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart, and recalled the questions Li Yuanqi asked him when he was young.

"Li Yuming, is your mother kind to you? Does she care whether you have enough food and clothes?"

"Li Yuming, what's the difference between your mother and my mother? Aren't they both mothers?"

"Li Yuming, I heard a very interesting saying today. I'd rather live with a beggar mother than a government official father. Do you think this makes sense?"

"Li Yuming, did my mother come to see me today?"

"Li Yuming, come and help me figure out which one should I give to my mother for her birthday next month?"

Li Yuming's eyes darkened slightly. He had followed His Majesty for so many years. He was calm, dignified and seemingly experienced in front of the court officials. However, he, Li Yuming, knew very well how difficult the road to becoming an emperor was, so he was willing to be the knife in his hand.

Even he, a person that outsiders would feel sorry for, was ignored by his biological mother. However, his Majesty also had emotions and desires, and was fragile. He wanted the protection of his father and the love of his mother like any other child. For the sake of so-called family affection, he even started preparing gifts a month before his mother's birthday.

Li Yuming no longer remembered what His Majesty gave the Empress Dowager on her birthday or whether she was happy. He only remembered that Li Yuanqi left in high spirits and came back with a depressed look on his face.

After that, he never asked himself questions about his mother again until after his marriage.

"Li Yuming, I got married yesterday, but not a single relative blessed me. I am truly alone now..."

Li Yuming felt a sudden pain in his heart and said worriedly, "Your Majesty..."

Li Yuanqi's weak tone was filled with sadness: "Eternal Life Palace, Eternal Life..."

The Queen Mother in Fengqi Palace raised her head from her grief. The poison could be cured. If it was delayed any further, it would invade the lungs and there would be no cure.

She put Prince Yun down, ran quickly to the back of the hall, and called out the three palace maids who were cleaning the room.

Three palace maids helped the unconscious Prince Yun out of Fengqi Palace. After walking for a while, several palace maids suddenly stopped and looked back.

A strange smell filled the air.

Prince Yun suddenly raised his head and looked back the way he came. A raging fire broke out in the direction of Fengqi Palace, and thick smoke rose into the sky.

Someone ran and shouted: "There's a fire, there's a fire, there's a fire in Fengqi Palace..."

A hot wind blew, bringing warmth to the cold winter.

The image of the cute girl many years ago smiling and turning back to ask him, "Ayan, how do you think I dance this move?"

Prince Yun opened his mouth and vomited blood.

His eyes went dark uncontrollably and he fell down completely, unconscious. He wanted to shout out the word "Ruowan" but failed to do so.

…………

In the green plum garden.

Li Yuanrou sat in the room drinking tea leisurely, while Daya held a book in her hand and read a poem to her: "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, which gallops like a meteor. It kills one person every ten steps, and leaves no trace in a thousand miles. When the work is done, it leaves, hiding its identity and name..."

Li Yuanrou held the teacup and praised: "So cool..."

Arya ran into the yard and started shouting before entering the main house: "Princess, Princess..."

Daya put down the book in her hand and scolded towards the door: "Erya, what are you doing in such a hurry? Have you forgotten the rules?"

Erya tripped over the threshold and lay down in a mess not far from the Eight Immortals Table: "Someone in the palace has passed on the news that the Queen Mother... has passed away."

Li Yuanrou's breathing stagnated and her heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment. She stood up suddenly, and the teacup in her hand fell onto the table, and the tea flowed along the table surface to the ground.

"what?"

Arya lay on the ground and repeated, "Queen Mother, your mother has passed away... Also, His Majesty and Prince Yun have been poisoned and are in a coma. We don't know whether they are alive or dead."

Li Yuanrou's figure flashed: "I want to enter the palace!"

She walked out quickly, and Daya grabbed her cloak and chased after her.

Li Yuanrou's mind was stuck on "death" and "poisoning". An invisible force controlled her and made her unable to struggle.

She was dazed for a moment, as if all her strength had been drained away, and she fell limply to the ground.

Daya exclaimed, "Princess!"