The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

Why was Miss Zheng Si angry when she left?

They were clearly alone, yet nothing happened. This was neither in line with the emperor's usual style nor with Miss Zheng Si's wishes.

and so……

Fei Wan roughly understood.

That's probably because...

The emperor is probably overwhelmed.

She said, how could the medicine given by her lover not work? After using it that night, the emperor had to stay quiet for at least half a month.

If Miss Zheng Si tried to find a loophole at this time, there would be no loophole to exploit, and she would probably hit a wall.

Oh, not iron plate, dough.

It was getting late, so Fei Wan, Zhishu and Wu Xiangrong chatted and joked for a while before going their separate ways.

All that needed to be done was done, and the unfinished business could be dealt with later. Returning to Chunxi Palace, Fei Wan took a comfortable hot bath, relaxed her mind, and lay down to sleep soundly.

But there are many people who can't sleep tonight.

Concubine Xian was worried about Zhishu being drugged and implicating herself, and she tossed and turned all night without sleep. When she finally closed her eyes for a while, she suddenly saw Feiwan's wild eyes in her dream.

"...From the first day I saw you, you have been in my eyes and in my heart, forever."

"My Lady, this is how I feel about you. I will only say this once in my life."

"I have no regrets dying at the hands of Your Majesty."

Fei Wan's damn words appeared in his dream again.

Not a single word was wrong, not even the tone.

"Get out of here!"

The virtuous concubine was ashamed and angry and scolded.

Fei Wan's face was getting closer and closer, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." His breath was spraying on her face.

Lips, those soft lips like cherry blossom petals, pressed against her.

"Go away!"

The virtuous concubine screamed and suddenly sat up, waking up from her sleep.

His forehead hit something hard and he felt a sudden pain.

"My Lady, did you have a nightmare? What did you dream about?"

The maid Linglong was sitting on the floor beside the bed, rubbing her forehead.

The virtuous concubine covered her forehead and was stunned for a moment before she realized that it was Linglong who came to wake her up and they bumped into each other when they bent down.

The warm breath on my face was Linglong's...

The virtuous concubine held her chest to calm her heartbeat, and only felt her face burning.

"My lady, what did you dream about? Don't be afraid, I am here with you."

"It's nothing, go to sleep."

"Your Majesty, Madam Liao will come to the palace tomorrow. Please relax and have a good sleep."

"Ah."

The virtuous concubine lay down again, her body covered in sweat, but she could not fall asleep again.

In Fengyi Palace, the Queen lit a lamp and painted a vase of flowers all night long without sleeping.

As soon as the first rays of dawn appeared in the eastern sky, the maid Bai Yuan led Zheng Zhuyi to the door of the inner room.

"My Lady, the Fourth Young Lady is here."

The queen didn't even raise her head as she carefully dyed a half-opened peony.

The transition from bright red to pure white, the vibrant red and the pure white, blending together in between, is not quite clear. It requires careful consideration and bold brushstrokes. With just a few strokes, a gorgeous flower leaps onto the paper.

Zheng Zhuyi walked gently to her eldest sister.

The queen stopped writing, moved slightly further away, and looked at the flowers she had just painted.

A gentle smile on his face.

"This flower is so much like you, Pearl."

"Sister..."

"As beautiful as you, as charming as you. A famous flower that captivates a nation, and a woman that loves you, often have the emperor look on with a smile."

The queen finally turned to look at her sister, but her gentle gaze made Zheng Zhuyi's face blush.

Last night we returned from Chenqian Palace in defeat. This poem sounds so ironic.

"Eldest sister, I..."

"what happened to you?"

"I……"

Zheng Zhuyi bit her lip, her face turning red and then pale. "I don't understand what I did wrong last night to make His Majesty humiliate me like this."

"humiliation?"

The Queen smiled faintly, "Is this a humiliation? Zhu'er, if you can't even endure this little thing, this palace is really not suitable for you."

"So what about you, elder sister? What have you been through in the past few years?"

Zheng Zhuyi was half asking for advice, half asking in return.

The Queen said, "It is a hundred times, a thousand times worse than what you call humiliation."

"A hundred times, a thousand times?"

Zheng Zhuyi was about to ask again, but the queen's smile turned cold.

"You don't have to be curious about my affairs. If you were in my shoes, you would understand the cold and warmth of it. Would you be in my shoes?"

"Sister..."

"No matter what you think, you must face the reality before you. You have already had a close relationship with His Majesty, yet you are still a virgin. If you can't stay in this palace, you can't leave either."

The queen's slightly harsh tone made Zheng Zhuyi feel embarrassed.

Once you're on the dragon bed, there's no turning back.

But what about the future?

It's really uncertain!

The emperor's unpredictable mood swings last night reduced her confidence, which was originally very strong, to only two or three points, and it became shaky.

"Eldest sister, Zhu'er understands and must move forward with all her might!"

The Queen's expression didn't soften. She said calmly, "Don't be so ruthless. Forget what happened last night. Take this painting back and look at it carefully. Do it until you believe that you are still the delicate and juicy peony. Once you find the state of mind you once had when you first entered the palace, you still have a chance. It will be worth my whole night painting."

Zheng Zhuyi was skeptical.

The queen's deep gaze slid across the colorful flowers on the paper.

Slowly.

"I've figured out a few things these days. An unstable mind ruins your future; haste only backfires. In everything, take your time, not rush. Go back and think about it. If you gain any insight, it will be a blessing for you."

After a pause, he finally added: "It is also a blessing for the Zheng family."

"What about my eldest sister?" Zheng Zhuyi heard the Queen's sigh, "Isn't my eldest sister going to bring more blessings to the Zheng family?"

"Flowers all have their seasons. This palace shouldn't be in bloom at this time."

Zheng Zhuyi looked at her elder sister inquiringly.

But he didn't find any trace of loneliness on the Queen's face. Her face was just calm, so calm that it made people feel uneasy.

"Go back to your room. Don't ask any more questions. Just listen carefully to what I'm saying."

The queen got up and walked to the bed. Without washing or grooming, she lay down in her clothes and turned over to sleep.

Zheng Zhuyi felt some pity for her elder sister for a moment.

Forced to recuperate, which is equivalent to being under house arrest, what else can such a queen do besides sleeping?

Although she and her elder sister were born of the same mother, her elder sister had grown up with her father while he was in office and only returned to the capital when she got married. The sisters didn't really have much affection for each other. To her, her elder sister was just a precious figure separated by the palace walls.

She entered the palace with a mission, and all she saw these days was her elder sister's silent and silent figure, without any of the majesty of a queen.

Picking up the peony painting on the table, Zheng Zhuyi quietly retreated.

He sighed secretly.

I was frustrated last night and lost my composure, so I actually came to ask my elder sister for advice...

What ideas can an elder sister like this have?

The moment she stepped out of the palace, the cool morning breeze blew on her face. She shivered and suddenly remembered that it was autumn now, but peonies bloomed in spring.

What a perfect time to be in!

The eldest sister was really confused. She spent the whole night drawing such inappropriate flowers for her and asked her to appreciate them.

It seems that she still has to rely on herself.

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"Your Majesty, Concubine Zhao is here."

"Zhao Qing?"

Chenqian Hall.

When the emperor heard the report, he looked out the window at the sky which was just beginning to brighten, feeling a little puzzled.

After summoning Fei Wan into the room, the emperor yawned and asked, "What are you doing here so early?"

Come to see your joke.

Fei Wan suppressed the truth and smiled gently and pleasantly.

She placed the food box on the table and walked forward to bow.

"Your Majesty, be well and well. I heard that Your Majesty has found a new lover during your illness, so I personally prepared a three-treasure soup for you to nourish your body. Codonopsis, astragalus, and wolfberry are best for strengthening the spleen, replenishing essence, and nourishing the kidneys. Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."

Cao Bin, who was helping the emperor put on court robes, had a trembling hand and almost dropped the entire string of nine-dragon court beads on the ground.

I thought to myself, Empress Zhao, are you trying to kill yourself?