Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

The maid froze, "Your Majesty, this is not what I meant."

The palace maid's face was ashen, she collapsed on the ground and stammered.

"Okay, you go down first! Doctor Hua, what do you think we should do now?" He didn't have time to listen to the palace maid's crying. Concubine Yun couldn't die now.

Doctor Hua wanted to say as soon as he opened his mouth: Only Old Mo is good at this in the palace.

However, Mo Ling had just been under house arrest for a short time, and no one dared to mention him at this time.

Doctor Hua had a lot of grievances and said some irrelevant words.

Emperor Qi Zhao obviously sensed something was wrong and walked towards the inner hall with a flick of his sleeves.

"Nian'er, how are you?" He walked a few steps to the bed, and the palace maid serving him immediately stepped back.

Concubine Yun was already cursing in her heart, how could this be called a little trouble?

A whole hour!

She felt like she was having a childbirth and was in excruciating pain, but she couldn't ask Mo Ling to treat her, so she could only find a way to get His Majesty to give in.

Mo Ling has always been in charge of pregnant concubines in the palace. Firstly, His Majesty has always had few children, and secondly, Mo Ling has always been the best in the palace.

Everyone assumed that important people were to be in charge of knowledgeable people. His Majesty's earlier children were now almost adults, which meant that no princes or princesses had been born in the palace for more than ten years.

Her pregnancy this time seemed to be divinely helped, and everything went smoothly. At first, she had no intention of having this child, after all, she still needed to gain a foothold in the harem.

But not long ago, she learned that Concubine Hui had secretly hidden the body of the former imperial concubine, and her son with the Marquis was implicated, so she became angry instantly.

The late emperor’s indifference towards Marquis Zhongning is still fresh in our minds. Now Emperor Qi Zhao wants to kill his own son. This is simply too much!

Concubine Yun was filled with rage, and coupled with her weakness from the long-lasting abdominal pain, she looked as if she was about to die.

Emperor Qi Zhao was also shocked, and it didn't seem like he was pretending at all.

"Your Majesty, I thought I would never see you again..." Concubine Yun was sweating profusely, looking like a sickly beauty.

"Nian'er, don't talk nonsense. I'm here, aren't I?"

Qi Zhaodi Nuannuan comforted him: "Don't worry, you will be fine."

"Who treated Concubine Yun before?" He looked at the other imperial doctors waiting on the side.

Everyone lowered their heads and looked around.

"Speak!" He gritted his teeth. Why was he dragging his feet?

"Your Majesty, it was Imperial Physician Mo Ling who previously protected Concubine Yun's pregnancy. He is the only one who knows Concubine Yun's constitution best."

A young imperial physician replied in a low voice.

Emperor Qi Zhao was stunned. Mo Ling?

His eyes immediately darkened. Was it a coincidence or did someone do it on purpose?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Concubine Yun cried out in pain and sobbed softly.

"Someone, go and bring Mo Ling here." Emperor Qi Zhao relaxed and patted Concubine Yun's sweaty hand as if to comfort her.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A moment later, Mo Ling came and took Yun Fei's pulse and prescribed medicine in an orderly manner. In less than a cup of tea, Yun Fei fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Yi has fainted!" Eunuch Fude's nervous voice suddenly appeared. Emperor Qi Zhao glared at him and immediately walked towards the door.

"You all stay here and guard Concubine Yun well. If you do anything wrong again, I will kill you!" After saying that, he left at the speed of light.

The imperial doctors looked at each other in confusion. With Master Mo here, do they have to stay here too?

In a remote corner of a residential building in Ya'an City, a few sobs could be heard faintly: "General! I'm so glad you're okay!"

"Don't call me General anymore. Remember, General Zuo Xiao Ze is a dead man." A cold and hard voice without any emotion.

"No, the general will always be the general in my heart! No one can replace him." Xiao Ze looked at the young man in front of him who saluted him with a fist, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. I have something to ask you." He leaned in and whispered. As the young man listened, his expression grew gloomier.

"Master, Concubine Yun suddenly became unwell this morning, and all the imperial doctors were unable to treat her. Emperor Qi Zhao ordered Mo Ling to be released."

Mu Lanxun listened to Yuanri's report, closed his eyes and thought carefully. Concubine Yun was Zuo Lian, the wife of Marquis Zhongning. He really couldn't understand why Emperor Qi Zhao wanted to make such an old woman a concubine?

He was not a lustful man, so if Zuo Lian deliberately concealed his identity, it would be understandable that he didn't know.

But it is incredible that she was named the Fourth Concubine at such a young age.

"And then?" He still had his eyes closed.

Yuanri curled his lips and said, "When Emperor Qi Zhao heard that Imperial Concubine Yi had fainted, he went to her without stopping for a moment."

……

His Majesty is really busy!

"Tell the people in the palace to be careful recently...put aside the investigation at hand." He had a feeling that Emperor Qi Zhao was not forced to release Mo Ling for treatment.

"Yes." Yuanri nodded and walked out.

"Shangsi."

After he left the house, he wanted to contact the informant in the palace directly, but suddenly he remembered someone's almost rusty brain, turned around, and stood under the big tree in the yard.

Shangsi, who was hiding in the dark, appeared in front of him in a flash.

Yes, his skills are still there. Yuanri was relieved and left the master's orders to him.

Princess House.

Feng Xili was woken up early in the morning to receive the emperor's edict.

In a daze, she accepted all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry bestowed by Emperor Qi Zhao, wishing she could fill her storehouse with them in one go.

Then, a group of royal craftsmen came into her Snow Moon Palace with all kinds of tools.

Oh, no, now it is the princess’s palace.

The plaque of Prince Xueyue's Palace had been taken down and replaced with a plaque of "Princess's Palace" that was twice as big as the original one.

The royal craftsmen were full of inspiration, and all kinds of designs emerged in their minds. As soon as the fantastic ideas took shape, they were rejected by Feng Xili.

"No need to repair it, it's too laborious and costly. I will go to the palace right now to meet His Majesty... to meet my father." Feng Xili, whose sweet dream was disturbed, almost said the wrong thing, but she woke up instantly and changed her words.

The enthusiasm of the craftsmen was dashed like a bucket of cold water, and they stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

"You guys go down, this princess will explain everything to my father." She waved her hands with a headache, as more and more people came to the mansion.

Emperor Qi Zhao sent her a lot of maids and guards, who were now standing in the hall waiting for her orders.

"Manager Xu, please make arrangements for these people." After driving away the craftsmen, it would be disrespectful to His Majesty if he sent these people away as well.

To show gratitude and respect, Feng Xili bathed and changed clothes before entering the palace.

Upon learning that Emperor Qi Zhao had gone to Concubine Yi's place, he had no choice but to sit in the side hall of the imperial study and wait.

Until several ministers arrived outside the study, she could not leave even if she wanted to.

Fortunately, no one knows that I am here except the eunuch beside His Majesty.

"Long live Your Majesty..." A greeting came from outside the door, and Feng Xili woke up with a start.

Emperor Qi Zhao is back?