If he didn’t leave now, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to cut off Gu Chao’s head!
Although, he deserved it!
"Your Majesty —— the Consort Dowager ——"
Nurse Cai uttered a miserable shriek.
The Emperor swiftly turned around, only to see Consort Dowager Jing with a pallid face, trembling like a withering autumn leaf about to fall.
With tearful eyes, she took one last look at the Emperor before falling unconscious.
The Emperor rushed forward to catch her, clutching her emaciated body and cried out desperately: "Mother Consort! Mother Consort! Summon the royal physician ——"
Only in the late night did Consort Dowager Jing regain consciousness.
The Emperor was reviewing memorials in his study, with the old Marquis kneeling in front of him.
Without deciding on the appropriate punishment yet, leaving him to kneel in the courtyard was too humiliating, it would discredit the royal family!
A junior eunuch arrived in front of the study. Eunuch Wei walked over, listened to his reporting, nodded, and returned to the study, whispering, "Your Majesty, Consort Dowager Jing has awakened."
But the Emperor, unlike usual, didn’t have the urge to visit her. Perhaps her abandonment had wounded his heart.
He never imagined that in her heart, he was less important than an outsider, a rogue man.
The Emperor gave the old Marquis a cold glare, summoning an enormous amount of strength to resist issuing a decree ordering the execution of his entire family.
Eunuch Wei sighed, "Your Majesty, don’t you want to go see her? The royal physician said Consort Dowager Jing’s condition isn’t good, she even coughed up blood a moment ago."
Hearing about Consort Dowager Jing coughing up blood made the Emperor’s heart squeeze.
After all, it was the bond of mother and son that had formed over so many years, it couldn’t just be severed.
He stood up and went to Consort Dowager Jing’s sleeping palace.
Consort Dowager Jing had just taken her medicine, her complexion was even more pale compared to a few days ago.
The Emperor suddenly remembered that ever since she returned to the palace, she had either been sick or injured. She had not had a single peaceful day, was her desire to escape because she was too tired, too miserable, too scared?
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