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These two are the Empress's confidants. Next, let them help the Empress change her clothes and bathe her, so that she can at least leave with some dignity.

Upon hearing the news, Nanny Yu and Yutang were horrified and pale. They could not believe that their young lady had met with misfortune so soon.

Yu Ma, who had finally managed to steady herself and was standing outside the door, questioned, "Eunuch, our queen is fine, why are you saying she's dying?"

Xiao Linzi sighed upon hearing this: "Didn't you hear? The Queen cried so hard, saying she couldn't bear it anymore. I guess her end is near."

Yu Tang's face was solemn as she tightly grasped Yu Ma's arm. Yu Ma's cheeks flushed slightly as she argued, "Sir, please stop talking nonsense. Our queen is fine."

After turning around and observing the surroundings, he found that no one in Xuanyang Palace, except himself, an old man, understood the implication of his words. "If you don't believe me, why not ask a royal physician to come and check to see if our queen is really dying?"

When she said this, Nanny Yu couldn't help but cover her old face, feeling extremely ashamed.

Xiao Linzi was skeptical but still followed his instructions and sent someone to find the doctor on duty at the time.

After hearing the story and then carefully listening to the situation inside the room for a while, the doctor's face also flushed. "Actually, this is just because the emperor is too brave, and the queen is having difficulty adapting as a first-time taster of the forbidden fruit. It's not a matter of life or death."

After the diagnosis by a professional confirmed that there was no problem, Xiao Linzi finally put his mind at ease, but he was still afraid that something might happen, so he left a doctor by his side.

Shortly before dawn, the emperor stepped out, looking heroic and full of energy.

"Don't disturb the queen's rest. Wait until she wakes up and send someone to inform me."

After saying this, he went to the court.

Only when Nanny Yu and Yutang cautiously stepped into the room and saw that Shen Muxue was still sleepy and her breathing was regular did they leave with complete peace of mind.

It was already past noon and there was still no sign of Shen Muxue. The emperor then came again to inquire about his beloved concubine's recovery.

Shen Muxue, who was half asleep and half awake, saw the man in front of her and immediately remembered all the scenes of last night. She couldn't help but blush and hid in the quilt.

"Xue'er, how do you feel now?"

Shen Muxue wanted to refuse, but was afraid of worrying the emperor, so she could only describe her discomfort in detail to dispel the emperor's doubts.

Sure enough, after hearing her description, the emperor felt relieved.

These symptoms are normal reactions.

"I was too anxious last night. Come and let me see if you are hurt anywhere."

Shen Muxue pressed the quilt hard, but her strength was insignificant in his eyes.

The emperor examined her carefully and said guiltily, "Xue'er, you've worked hard. I will be gentler tonight and ask the imperial physician to bring you medicine."

Shen Muxue didn't know how to respond. The emperor was worried that something might happen to her at any time, and if he didn't fully understand her condition, he would become anxious.

The Buddhist beads were put back into the box one by one. Because the emperor's movements were too intense last night, the beads left marks on her body in many places, especially on her chest.

The emperor saw the marks and gently massaged Shen Muxue.

But his hand unconsciously moved elsewhere, scaring Shen Muxue so much that she trembled in his arms.

"Your Majesty, I am truly fine. Can I not use the Buddhist beads tonight?"

The emperor's voice was soft, but his tone was firm: "No, it will take at least seven days."

As he spoke, his hands unconsciously wandered over the warm and soft place, and a low, hoarse voice rang in Shen Muxue's ears: "I like this string of Buddhist beads."

Shen Muxue's body was so weak that she could hardly stand up. She pleaded softly, "I'm hungry, Your Majesty, please let me go."

After lunch, Shen Muxue went out for the first time. Her legs were so sore that she could hardly stand.

"I still need to pay my respects to the Queen Mother and the Empress today. What should I do?"

The emperor picked up Shen Muxue and massaged her waist with his big hands.

"No need to go. I have already sent a message. You don't need to go again."

"This is not good."

The emperor lowered his head and kissed her pink lips. After enjoying it for a while, he whispered in her ear: "The Imperial Concubine is feeling unwell after serving you in bed. No one dares to doubt your filial piety."

Shen Muxue's cheeks turned red, and she secretly blamed the emperor for being too sinister.

Everyone was worried that she had died on the emperor's dragon bed, so he directly announced that although she was not dead, she was indeed unwell.

The two of them cuddled together for a moment, and Shen Muxue asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, have you ever considered that now that your dragon body has recovered, you might be able to get closer to other beauties?"

The emperor looked at her gently, their foreheads touching, and he spoke slowly, "I have indeed thought about this, but whenever I see their fearful eyes, I always feel irritated. I don't want any woman to approach me. Just pretend that my illness has not yet healed. That way, no one will dare to disturb me. I belong to Xue'er alone. Isn't this arrangement a good idea?"

Shen Muxue recalled the scene at Hongfu Temple that day. When the emperor appeared, the frightened looks of the women around him were still vivid in her mind. They were afraid to have too much contact with him.

If I were in the emperor's position, I would probably be deeply dissatisfied with this situation.

Tenderly nestling in the Emperor's embrace, she thought of the Empress. "Even the Empress, the mother of the nation, is kept in the dark about His Majesty's true condition? If she knew His Majesty was as healthy as ever, she would surely be overjoyed."

Hearing this, the emperor smiled softly, and rubbed his nose lightly with his beloved, but secretly sighed in his heart: It seems that this innocent and lovely Xue'er is not a real fool.

"Even though we are considered 'unlucky' monarchs, the Queen is still willing to enter the palace and become his empress. This is not out of true love, but because the Jiang family has far-reaching plans. Since I have no heirs, it doesn't matter who will ascend the throne in the future. This is why I indulge the Jiang family and let them be content for the time being."

Knowing that the Emperor did not care about the Empress Dowager's feelings or the Queen's likes and dislikes, she realized that if she could conceive a dragon seed, her opponents would be dealt a blow, and her life was filled with infinite longing.

Thinking of this, Shen Muxue happily moved deeper into the emperor's arms.

"But please note that after a hundred years, I may no longer be able to protect you. For the sake of the overall situation, we must give the Zhang family enough face and avoid conflict with them as much as possible. Only after Prince Yongning ascends the throne can we live a worry-free life."

She smiled brightly and responded cheerfully, "Your Majesty, I will obey your command."

After all, Prince Yongning's path to promotion has been blocked. Such a statement can not only reassure the emperor, but also not be a burden to her.

Just as they were chatting animatedly, Xiao Linzi came in and announced, "The third young lady of the Shen family wishes to see the Imperial Concubine and is waiting outside the palace gate."

Shen Lingwei? What's her purpose?

Is it because he felt anxious because he saw Wei Lanqian and Prince Yongning were inseparable?

Looking back on her past life, Wei Lanqian took the position of Princess of Yongning County with her generous dowry, but in this life she is only a concubine, and she doesn't know whether her life is satisfactory.