The nightmare he just had was too horrifying - the sensation of falling into a bottomless abyss was even worse than being stabbed ten thousand times with a knife.
It was just a nightmare. He was the supreme Emperor, not some timid mouse. How could he have gotten so frightened?
He despised himself.
"Your Majesty, have some tea." After putting down the oil lamp, Wei Gonggong brought over a cup of cold tea to calm him.
The emperor drank it all in one go, but he didn’t feel much better.
"I can’t sleep. Bring me some documents to read."
Wei Gonggong couldn’t persuade him otherwise, so he brought over the papers from the imperial study.
But the Emperor was too distressed to settle down. The fear from his nightmare was like maggots eating into his bones, impossible to shake off from within him.
The Emperor, in his bothered state, put down the documents and said, "I’m going for a walk, no need for them to follow."
"Yes."
Wei Gonggong lit the lantern and left Huaqing Palace with the Emperor.
The Emperor walked aimlessly.
Before he realized it, he had arrived at Kunning Palace.
Wei Gonggong quietly asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to visit the Empress? I can announce your arrival."
The Emperor glanced at the tightly closed palace gate and said indifferently, "No need. It’s late, let’s not wake the Empress Dowager."
Wei Gonggong was surprised.
Empress Dowager?
Wasn’t Empress Xiao the one living here?
Now that he mentioned it, after the late Emperor passed away, Empress Dowager had moved to Renshou Palace.
Looking confusedly at the Emperor, Wei Gonggong saw that he had snapped back to reality and was suspiciously looking at him. "What did I say just now?"
Wei Gonggong was startled and said, "Ah, no, nothing. Your Majesty said it’s late and it’s not to wake the Empress."
Maybe he heard it wrong.
The Emperor should have said Empress, not Empress Dowager.
"Empress..." The Emperor’s look seemed to drift off for a moment, and then he frowned, "How did I end up here? Why didn’t you remind me? If the Imperial Harem was disturbed in the middle of the night, there will be a huge commotion!"
"...Uh, yes, it’s my fault."
We Gonggong felt extremely wronged.
From the moment you left Huaqing Palace, you seemed determined to come this way, who could have stopped you?
"Let’s go back," the Emperor said, somewhat annoyed.
The Emperor didn’t sleep well that night and proceeded to change his clothes after the tiger hour, headed for the morning court meeting.
He felt languid, almost falling asleep on the Dragon Throne.
Empress Dowager sat majestically and spoke, "If there are any matters, present them, if not, court is dismissed!"
Her aggressive tone indicated that whoever dared to create trouble would face consequences.
Civil officials and warriors all professed that there were no matters to present.
Wei Gonggong cleared his throat and announced, "Court dismissed—"
After leaving Jinluan Hall, Empress Dowager mounted her phoenix sedan chair. Glancing at the emperor on one side, who was putting on a whole act of seeing her off beside the sedan chair, she mocked, "Don’t burn yourself out before the culprit is caught!"
The Emperor coldly replied, "Empress Dowager needs not to worry, I am fine!"
"Someone’s coming!" Wei Gonggong reminded.
The Emperor and Empress Dowager immediately plastered on smiling faces!
When he arrived back at Huaqing Palace, Wei Gonggong was invited by Cai Momu to visit Quiet Concubine in Qiuhua Pavilion.
Quiet Concubine was copying Buddhist scriptures. Upon seeing him, she smiled and asked gently, "Did His Majesty sleep well last night? Did he have any more nightmares?"
Wei Gonggong looked hesitant.
Quiet Concubine’s smile gradually faded, "What’s the matter? Is His Majesty still unable to sleep?"
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