GBP Chapter 277 A Heartbroken Emperor × A Beloved Concubine Who Has Regained Her Heart 3
Chapter 277 A Heartbroken Emperor × A Beloved Concubine Who Has Regained Her Heart 3
Xiao Xingzi's legs went numb from standing, and he tried to sneakily move around. When his eyes inadvertently swept over, he was almost shocked.
Consort Zhao?
Why would Consort Zhao appear outside at this hour?
Rubbing his eyes hard, Xiao Xingzi made sure he wasn't seeing things. He stammered, "Your Majesty... Consort Zhao is in front."
The emperor suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction Xiao Xingzi was looking.
Concubine Zhao...
"Your Majesty, please don't cry. Let me help you back. Your body can't take any more of this."
Pei Lan felt really sorry for her. She was still sick, and His Majesty was going to visit Consort Li again. How could the Empress bear it?
"Your Majesty... he really is gone... cough cough." Chu Yue felt a sharp pain in her chest, almost as if she wanted to vomit blood.
"Your Majesty, let's go back..." Lian Qiao patted her back, and Chu Yue leaned weakly in her arms.
Hearing Chu Yue's weak voice, the emperor's heart clenched. He wanted to ignore it, but he acted faster and was already in front of Consort Zhao.
He picked up Chu Yue and carried her to the imperial carriage, saying, "Back to Fengze Palace."
Xiao Xingzi then realized that His Majesty had been waiting for Consort Zhao all along.
Chu Yue leaned against the emperor's chest, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked at his sharply defined, cold profile.
He didn't go.
When the Emperor returned to Fengze Palace, the palace servants were both excited and cautious. After all, Consort Zhao had been in poor health for the past two months, but with His Majesty's arrival, everything was alright.
Lianqiao and Peilan helped Chu Yue bathe and wash. She looked sickly, her body was even thinner, her face was pale, and she was about to collapse if she stood for a long time.
The emperor couldn't bring himself to do it and held the weakened Consort Zhao in his arms.
Chu Yue silently shed tears in his arms.
"Consort Zhao, why did you drink the contraceptive soup?" The emperor finally voiced the question that had been troubling him.
He doted on her alone, yet she hurt him so deeply.
Chu Yue trembled violently, rose from the emperor's embrace, and slowly knelt down: "Your Majesty, I know my mistake... Please forgive me..."
"Do you harbor resentment towards me?" The emperor sat on the edge of the bed, asking the woman kneeling before him in a deep voice.
Chu Yue, dressed in a thin robe, was pale-faced, head bowed, trembling slightly: "Your Majesty, I dare not... Your Majesty, I am merely afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" The emperor asked, puzzled. She was his only woman, and besides himself, she was the most important person to him. What was there to be afraid of?
Chu Yue raised her head, and two lines of clear tears slowly fell. "Your Majesty... I am terrified to have Your Majesty's complete favor. However, I am often afraid that all of this will no longer belong to me."
"I was afraid that Your Majesty would hold a selection of concubines and have new ones. I was confused for a moment and hurt Your Majesty's feelings. I was wrong."
"Your Majesty, I am also afraid that if I become pregnant and give birth, I will lose my life early and not be able to stay with you. I was really wrong, Your Majesty... please don't be angry."
The emperor got up, picked up Chu Yue and placed her on the bed, then wrapped her in a quilt.
Seeing Consort Zhao so weak and haggard, he felt truly heartbroken.
Consort Zhao was young and naive, so it's understandable that she misunderstood something.
The emperor was only distressed that she had injured herself; with him around, there was no need for her to be so afraid.
"You should rest well, I have other matters to attend to." Although the emperor felt sorry for you, the estrangement in his heart was still difficult to eliminate immediately.
"Your Majesty..." Chu Yue didn't have time to grab his sleeve before the emperor had already left.
When Lianqiao and Peilan saw the emperor come out, they respectfully bowed and quickly entered the hall.
Why has His Majesty left again?
Xiao Xingzi was also a little confused. He thought His Majesty would stay, but seeing His Majesty's sullen face, he didn't dare to ask any more questions and followed behind as he left Fengze Palace.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty..." Lian Qiao felt heartbroken seeing Chu Yue's distressed state.
Pei Lan whispered, "Your Majesty, His Majesty will see your heart. Please don't overthink it."
Chu Yue closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks: "His Majesty is furious..."
Lian Qiao and Pei Lan dared not leave Chu Yue for even a moment, silently guarding her.
Yilan Palace
After learning that the emperor would not come, Consort Li became so angry that she smashed the exquisite porcelain in the palace.
"Wow..."
"Your Majesty, please don't be angry. Take care of yourself." Fuling tried to persuade her for a long time, but to no avail.
The Empress spent a long time getting ready to wait for His Majesty's arrival, but His Majesty never came. Later, she learned that it was because of Consort Zhao.
"She herself has fallen out of favor, so she resorts to these underhanded tactics to steal His Majesty away."
Consort Li was so angry she almost ground her teeth to powder. His Majesty had finally agreed to come, and there weren't many concubines in the palace to begin with. Consort Zhao had fallen out of favor, and Consort Yun was a good-for-nothing. If she didn't take action, was she supposed to wait until there were more people in the palace and everyone was vying for the Emperor's favor? Then she would never have another chance.
If these few people can't win His Majesty's heart now, then there's no hope for them in the future.
"Your Majesty, please don't be confused by your anger. Consort Zhao is ill, and it is only right that His Majesty goes to see her."
Poria cocos is bitter but kind.
"How could someone with her personality fall ill? She must be using a self-inflicted injury to make His Majesty pity her."
Doesn't Consort Li know Consort Zhao's temperament? Spoiled and domineering, she doesn't understand why His Majesty likes her.
“Your Majesty, Consort Zhao is ill. The imperial physicians are going to Fengze Palace every day, which is why His Majesty is so worried.” Fuling was afraid that her mistress might misunderstand and do something foolish, so she kept trying to comfort her.
"Why didn't she take good care of herself when she was sick? Knowing that His Majesty was coming to my palace, she still tried to take him away."
Consort Li was unwilling to accept this; once His Majesty arrived, she would definitely not let him leave.
Consort Zhao was angry with His Majesty. His Majesty hadn't visited Fengze Palace for two months. Now that His Majesty had come to her place, she would definitely serve him well.
Consort Zhao then used her cunning to steal the Emperor away; how could Consort Li possibly swallow this insult?
"Your Majesty, please don't overthink it. We'll go and invite His Majesty again tomorrow."
"I want His Majesty to come see me in person." Consort Li calmed down a bit. "If Consort Zhao can fall ill, so can I. I don't believe His Majesty would be so heartless."
"Your Majesty, please... don't do anything rash..." Fuling looked at Consort Li in fear.
The next day, Consort Li fell ill, and the palace servants of Yilan Palace went to report to the Emperor.
Xiao Xingzi glanced cautiously at the emperor, wondering if he would go to visit Consort Li.
After a long while, he said, "You may leave. His Majesty has other matters to attend to."
Xiao Xingzi dismissed the palace servants.
"How is Consort Zhao doing?" He couldn't help but worry about Consort Zhao after he left last night, but he was also afraid that it was just a passing fancy and that she would revert to her old ways once she recovered.
"Your Majesty, the imperial physician only went to Fengze Palace once this morning. The Empress seems to be feeling better."
Xiao Xingzi was paying close attention to the situation there. Based on his experience serving His Majesty, he knew that His Majesty's feelings for Consort Zhao had always been consistent.
"Send the Tianshan snow lotus there." Consort Zhao's health has deteriorated considerably due to her recent illness.
"Your Majesty...won't you go see the Empress?" Xiao Xingzi hoped that the Emperor and Empress would reconcile; His Majesty hadn't smiled in a long time.
The emperor paused for a moment: "I'll go again when I have time."
His Majesty was stubborn, but Xiao Xingzi saw through his act without saying anything and went to prepare things to send to Fengze Palace.