Ever since it was known that Concubine Xi was pregnant, her limbs trembled violently, almost unable to support her body, and she nearly collapsed onto the ground.
"Drag her out and beat her to death."
He frowned:
"Also, arrest all of Concubine Xi's palace maids and eunuchs."
Xie Zhixing stepped inside and the person lying unconscious on the couch was the girl he longed for.
He felt a pang of sadness. For days now, the Hidden Guards kept watch by her side and reported to him three times a day. Her daily life was quite pleasurable—fishing, planting flowers, eating and drinking, sleeping in the courtyard all day—like an Immortal without any worldly worries.
Thinking back to before he met Yun Jiao...
Although he was busy with state affairs, running at full speed, he couldn't be considered carefree, but at least he had no burdens on his heart.
"Emperor."
"You just lie down, no need to get up and salute."
Yun Jiao didn't want to get up either.
