Xiao Liulang had a restless sleep that night, causing him to wake up a quarter of an hour later than usual the next day.
It was just a quarter of an hour delay, and he found out that Gu Jiao had already left.
Gu Jiao had gone to visit her great-aunt.
Just as an emperor would worry about the Empress Dowager falling ill and wonder if the Noble Consort might also be ill, Gu Jiao, seeing the Noble Consort ill, thought of her great-aunt who had spent the entire night vigil by the emperor. Her great-aunt was older now and staying up all night could be extremely harmful to her health.
Gu Jiao had not only the token from the Empress Dowager but also the token given by the emperor. She casually pulled out a token, startling the guards outside the palace gate.
That’s not right.
Wasn’t it the Renshou Palace’s token you used for the previous visits?
How on earth did you switch to Huaqing Palace’s token today?
"Is something wrong?" Gu Jiao rummaged about and pulled out another token.
The guard, upon seeing it, nearly fainted!
This was the late emperor’s token!
...Well, it seemed she had gotten that one from her granduncle.
Gu Jiao rummaged in her bag again, apparently there were more.
The guard had turned white, "please stop! Who knows what else you’ll pull out?! Please, just go in!".
The guard returned the token to Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao then went to the Renshou Palace.
Upon her arrival, Chamberlain Qin was both surprised and relieved: "Ah, Miss Gu, I’m so glad you came. I didn’t know what to do if you hadn’t come."
"What’s the matter? Is my Aunt ill?" Gu Jiao asked, looking at the worried expression on Chamberlain Qin’s face.
Chamberlain Qin sighed and nodded, "She’s been ill for a few days. She didn’t want to spread the news, and wouldn’t let me call for you. The Empress Dowager said it was a minor illness and that she would recover with some rest."
At this age, even minor illnesses were distressing and dangerous.
Gu Jiao hurried towards her Aunt’s sleeping palace.
The Empress Dowager Ji was merely sick from overworking and catching a chill, but as Gu Jiao stated, at this age, any sickness is not just a sickness, it could claim a life at any moment.
The Empress Dowager Ji was lying on the phoenix bed, looking like a withered plant, as though someone had sapped away her life force overnight.
"Aunt!" Gu Jiao rushed forward, placing the food box she was carrying on the table, then sat at the edge of the bed to feel her aunt’s pulse.
Emperor Dowager Ji weakly glanced at Gu Jiao, then at Chamberlain Qin standing behind Gu Jiao. "Who told you to call her here?" she asked.
Chamberlain Qin looked awkward.
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