Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

The emperor was still asleep at that time.

He was exhausted after the fright he had last night.

He fell asleep quickly, but his sleep was not restful.

"Don't kill me... don't kill me, I... I will give you everything! Don't... don't kill me!"

He growled softly, then suddenly woke up and realized it was just a dream.

"Your Majesty? Did you have a nightmare? Drink some water, but it's only dawn. Do you want to sleep a little longer? Let me light some calming incense for you."

Jinzhong lifted the veil and handed over a cup of clear water with both hands.

The emperor was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. He only came to his senses when he heard Jinzhong's voice.

He took the cup and drank the water in one gulp, nodded, and fell back onto the bed.

But the more I wanted to sleep, the more familiar the dream became.

He dreamed that one day he was strolling in a garden when several assassins, whose faces he couldn't see, jumped down from a tree, drew their knives and chased him, slashing at him. He ran as hard as he could, but no matter how hard he ran, his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Suddenly, the assassin who was chasing him disappeared. He hid back in the Yangxin Palace, but couldn't find anyone. He was the only one in the entire palace.

As soon as the temple door was closed, a fire broke out inside.

He was suffocating and in despair. When he was about to die, a man rushed in. He thought he was here to take him out, but the man raised his hand and pierced his throat.

At the moment of falling, the assassin's face took shape.

It was Yongqi with a ferocious face.

The emperor recalled the dream, tossing and turning in bed, and finally lifted the quilt.

"Jinzhong, change my clothes."

"Whoo."

Jinbao suffered some minor injuries, and was taken care of by Jinzhong and Xiao Dezi.

As daylight dawned, the emperor opened his arms and let them serve him, while he closed his eyes to rest. When he was almost dressed, he spoke slowly.

"How's Yongqi?"

"In reply to the Emperor, the imperial physicians are waiting for a response in the side hall. I believe everything is going well..."

As soon as Jinzhong finished speaking, Yanwan walked in.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. Did you sleep well last night?"

Seeing Yan Wan coming in, the emperor interrupted Jinzhong who was buttoning his shirt and reached out to pull Yan Wan up.

Yan Wan took over the task skillfully and fastened the royal dragon-patterned buttons for the emperor.

"I was just planning to go see the imperial physician and see how Yongqi is doing. Thank you, Imperial Noble Consort, for keeping watch over me all night."

When he saw her, the emperor's face showed some fatigue.

Yan Wan's hands kept moving as she consoled him, "Yongqi has fallen asleep. The imperial doctors said that as long as Yongqi survives this, he'll be able to walk again. Your Majesty, please don't worry too much. I'll accompany you to see him later."

The emperor nodded and gave Jinzhong some instructions.

"In that case, let the doctors go back first. They are also exhausted after a night of work."

Yan Wan had already conveyed what he wanted to know, so there was no need to bother listening to it a second time.

The emperor lowered his eyes and saw that Yan Wan's face also showed a bit of fatigue, and he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Thanks to you for holding me up, otherwise I don't know how chaotic last night would have been. I'll have breakfast with you later, you should rest a little longer, I'll go to the Empress Dowager in person."

The Empress Dowager was extremely worried about the Emperor's recent condition. According to Jinzhong's report, she had already sent Fu Jia to inquire about him three times. She wanted the two of them to go over together to question him.

One was asking the emperor, and the other was asking Yongqi.

It's ironic that when her son was injured, it was the stepmother who was busy running around.

Yanwan nodded, pretending to be frightened.

"I was truly frightened last night. If I had known this would happen, I should not have left yesterday. I should have shamelessly stayed by the Emperor's side..."

"Okay, I'm fine now. The main hall is burned down now. I'll come to Tiandi Yijiachun to stay with you for a while."

The emperor put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her.

He said he was accompanying Yanwan, but in fact he was still frightened.

It is not peaceful to sleep alone on that couch.

More people means more peace of mind.

Yan Wan didn't have a good appetite and the emperor was absent-minded, so the two of them just hurriedly ate some rice porridge and had the food removed.

Yan Wan stayed up all night, and after the emperor and his entourage left, she took off her hairpins and outer clothes and took a nap.

She slept until noon, and when she woke up, all the concubines in the harem had arrived. With such a big thing happening, she had to calm everyone down.

She dressed, put on makeup and fixed her hair. When she arrived at the palace, the concubines in the harem, big and small, were almost waiting impatiently.

"I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine."

"Be flat."

As soon as she sat down, Concubine Yu couldn't wait to ask.

"I heard there was a fire at Jiuzhou Qingyan Palace last night? Is the emperor okay?"

"The Emperor is fine, sisters, don't worry. There was a fire last night, and Yongqi rescued the Emperor just in time. The Emperor has already paid his respects to the Empress Dowager. I'm sure there's been a lot going on lately. If you haven't received word from the Emperor, please don't cause any more trouble."

Such a big thing will kill a lot of people.

The imperial court and the harem were all affected by a single incident. The cause of the fire hadn't been determined, Yongqi's injuries hadn't healed, and the emperor had a lot to deal with. If they came to him now, they would probably be asking for trouble. To avoid provoking the emperor and being reprimanded, Yan Wan spoke considerately.

Although these words were said to everyone, they only had an effect on Concubine Yu.

Among the high-ranking concubines, she is the only one who cares about the emperor. Even if the concubines of lower ranks come up to him, the emperor will not meet them.

"It's good that you're alright. How's Yongqi's injury?"

Shu Fei lowered her head and took a sip of tea, then asked as a routine matter.

"The imperial physicians have examined Yongqi's injuries. With the Emperor's dragon energy blessing, he will definitely get better. The sisters in the other palaces should keep a close eye on their own palaces when they return. Be careful about candlelight at night. It's dry this summer, so water can easily get in..."

It was not appropriate to reveal too much about his injuries. Yan Wan casually mentioned this and then went on to instruct on other matters. She also asked Chun Chan to send people to clean up the entire Old Summer Palace and add several fire jars to each palace.

Even if there is a flood, the autumn hunting cannot stop.

After consulting the concubines and the emperor's instructions, Yan Wan quickly drew up a list of people who would accompany the emperor on this year's autumn hunt.

She was originally supposed to stay and take care of Yongyan, but now she has to take care of Yongqi as well.

The people from the Imperial Household Department moved quickly, bringing in many of the emperor's daily necessities and clothing that same day. The desk in the main hall was piled high with thick stacks of memorials. The main hall, which had originally belonged to her alone, suddenly had an extra owner.

Fortunately, the emperor would set off for the Mulan Autumn Hunt in just a month, and he often stayed in the Qinzheng Palace during the day, so she didn't have to worry too much.

After paying his respects to the Empress Dowager, the Emperor went to the Qinzheng Hall to handle government affairs and handed over the matters concerning the autumn hunt to other ministers.

Then he called Fu Heng.

"Your humble servant greets His Majesty."

"Get up, Fu Heng. You know everything that happened last night, right?"

The emperor sat on the dragon throne, his expression not looking very good.

He supported his face with one hand, his brow full of fatigue.