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After having a late-night snack and chatting for a while, the two of them entered the tent to rest.
A young palace maid crouched at the corner of the tent, holding a censer, ready to step out.
Suddenly, the Emperor halted in his tracks and glanced at her.
Meng Suxin noticed something unusual in his expression and quickly asked, "What are you looking at, Your Majesty?"
The Emperor did not respond to her but instead asked the maid, "Weren't you from Lian Xi Palace before?"
The maid was startled and hurriedly knelt on the ground, replying, "Replying to Your Majesty, I used to serve in Cui Xin Palace."
The Emperor silently observed her, his gaze calm yet momentarily flickering with an elusive light before vanishing.
He turned away without saying anything and entered the tent.
Meng Suxin bit her lip slightly, dismissed those around her, and followed him inside. Just then, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside. The Chief Eunuch Chang Xi called out urgently from outside, "Your Majesty, Noble Consort Rong has returned!"
With a swift motion, the Emperor flung aside the tent flap and strode out, his face pale with shock.
Inside the room, the flickering lights cast a warm orange glow, but on his face, it felt like the chilling water of spring rain. He furrowed his brows tightly and spoke in a deep voice, "Where is she?"
"Right outside the palace gates."
"Is she... alright?"
Chang Xi lowered her head and replied, "Your Majesty, she came with a knife."
The Emperor fell silent for a moment before speaking in a deep voice, "Take her to Cui Xin Palace first. Instruct them not to harm her."
Chang Xi stole a glance at Meng Suxin, who stood behind the Emperor, and whispered, "Your Majesty, the Consort is pregnant. The guards dare not approach for fear of hurting her. The Consort insists on seeing you and refuses to enter the palace."
The Emperor's expression changed abruptly. "Pregnant?"
Chang Xi knew exactly what he was asking and hurriedly replied, "Yes, her belly is quite large. It looks like she is at least six months along."
Without saying another word, the Emperor lifted his leg and exited the palace.
Qiu Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to support Meng Suxin's arm.
"We should go see her."
"Your Highness?"
Meng Suxin donned her cloak and repeated, "I want to see her."
A fierce wind blew against them, sharp as tiny knives. She leaned over the horse's back, gripping the reins tightly.
Her hair flowed freely, dancing like seaweed behind her. She was slender, galloping on horseback. The night wind was icy, and the vast square lay in eerie silence, broken only by the rhythmic sound of hooves echoing against the city walls.
Ahead, a guard heard the noise and rode forward, sword in hand, shouting, "Who goes there?"
Guan Shubai flicked her cloak and leaped down from her horse. The fierce wind blew her hair back, revealing a pale face.
The palace guards recognized her instantly and stood frozen in shock. She drew a heavy blade from her side, dragging it along as if it were a cold piece of dark iron, glinting faintly under the brilliant palace lights.
She moved quickly, unaware of where she might be injured; blood trailed behind her in a long line, a shocking sight.
"Step aside."
She spoke slowly, her voice hoarse and strained. Her pale wrist held the blade aloft, its edge sharp like a beast's fang.
"Step aside!" she repeated in a low voice.
The Eunuch, seeing blood pouring from between her legs as if it would never cease, trembled in fear and urged her desperately, "Your Highness, you should return to the palace for medical attention. The Emperor is currently in the Yangxin Hall discussing matters and cannot spare any time at the moment. I have already sent someone to inform him. You must not neglect your own health."
With a whoosh, a firework exploded in the night sky, blooming in vibrant colors that instantly adorned the evening with even more splendor.
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