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“Yun Ying, go gather a lot of willow leaves and willow bark. Oh, and also silver flower, Isatis root, Dandelion, and wild Chrysanthemum. Bring them all here.” I instructed urgently. I remembered seeing somewhere in modern times that Aspirin was originally made from these ingredients. This medicine not only reduces fever and inflammation but also alleviates pain. These were the best remedies I could think of at the moment. The tattoo artist was researching a way to cure this Plague, but there were no results yet. Every time I saw Shaoshao lying in bed, writhing in pain and in a feverish stupor, I felt utterly helpless.
This illness struck fiercely; even the strongest individuals suddenly developed high fevers, with their throats and tongues congested. Patients coughed, coughed up blood, and their voices became hoarse. The intense coughing caused chest pain, followed by endless vomiting of blood, leaving their bodies weak and their resistance diminished. Moreover, it was contagious, spreading through the air and saliva.
The only thing I could do now was to take care of him with all my heart. Each day after he sweated from fever, I would wipe his body down, cook nourishing meals for him myself, and prepare medicine according to Azure Thorn's prescriptions. Although he showed little improvement, at least he wasn't getting worse. Every time I saw him trying hard not to cough out loud just to avoid worrying me, his little face turning red from the effort, my heart ached.
I stayed by his side every day, even at night. I lit candles throughout the palace so it was brightly illuminated. I added a small bed next to his so I could care for him easily. Every day I accompanied him, telling him stories—those fairy tales I had read since childhood in modern times—as well as inspiring tales like Mulan and the Legend of the Lotus Lantern. After all, he was still a child with an innocent heart who listened intently. But whenever he fell ill and coughed up blood, I felt utterly powerless to help him bear the burden. If only I could trade places with him and suffer instead; I would pay any price for that. He was still just a child.
Whenever he was in pain, I would let him smell rosemary to help him sleep. But even in dreams, he would still look pale and furrowed with pain on his little face. Each time, I played music for him on the piano, hoping that through the melodies he might find some relief.
Every morning when he woke up, the first thing Shaoshao would do was endure the pain and smile as he called out to me: “Mom—I'm so happy to see you again.”
What a content and understanding child he was; it always tugged at my heartstrings.
Night fell. The stillness was like a stagnant pool of water. The palace was empty except for the wind swirling through the vast space.
The girl standing by the window finally turned her head and said sternly: “It is time for Jun Jin to make a decision. This epidemic is severe and widespread; I want the entire Jun Jin system activated nationwide. You must use all your strength to combat this Plague and rescue the people from their suffering while assisting the Jin Dynasty through this crisis. I do not want any mistakes; do you understand?”
Three tall men knelt respectfully on the ground: “We understand.”
“Good,” the girl nodded. “Vermilion Bird King Mai Qi.”
The round-faced youth stepped forward respectfully: “Here.”
The girl handed over a design plan: “The Plague spreads primarily through the air; produce according to this plan and distribute it nationwide. As per usual rules, charge wealthy families double while providing it free for the poor. Additionally, teach them how to prevent the spread of disease. Also, Suaru City has been under your governance for several months now; I want you to utilize all border ports of Suaru City to search for medicinal materials needed to combat the Plague alongside Azure Thorn. Do you understand?”
The round-faced youth's expression grew serious: “I understand.”
“Xuanwu King Qingci.”
The elegant scholar-like youth stepped forward respectfully: “Here.”
"Find a remedy for the Plague as soon as possible. Activate all the medical charities under your command. As usual, increase the fees for the wealthy by ten percent, while the poor receive treatment for free. The responsibility to save the people is immense; I appreciate your hard work."
The refined young man replied calmly, "This is my duty."
"Azure Dragon King, Song Kong."
The cold young man stepped forward respectfully and said, "Present."
"The epidemic is severe, and there will surely be many lawless individuals causing trouble, leading to unrest among the people. All of these matters will be handled by A Bead of Pearl. The court will allocate substantial funds to various epidemic areas; make sure to investigate thoroughly. Anyone who dares to embezzle money meant to save lives must be executed!"
The cold young man replied coldly, "Understood." His expression was ruthless, as if just thinking about corrupt officials made him want to kill them swiftly.
The young woman smiled slightly at them, "Each of you must fulfill your responsibilities. We will overcome this crisis together."
The three responded in unison, "Yes."
"And what is the result? Has it come out?" Sima Rui's face was icy.
Chen Wen couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. "Yes. I pursued the investigation and discovered... discovered..." Chen Wen stammered, unsure of whether to speak or remain silent.
"Speak," came a voice as cold as ice.
"Yes," Chen Wen said tremblingly. "Swaying in Green Robes is Consort De." He didn't dare look at the emperor's expression, fearing his blood would freeze in his veins.
Sima Rui's lips curled into a mocking smile, filled with sarcasm. "Indeed, it really is her..."
Sima Rui turned to look at the person kneeling on the ground, head bowed in silence. "What about the others?"
"I have investigated; Consort Xie is indeed the genuine Fourth Miss Xie from the Xie Family. She was neglected and bullied during her childhood and never knew that there was another Fourth Young Lady in the Xie Family. It wasn't until her twelfth birthday banquet that she gained attention for reciting an extraordinary poem. However, she has always acted discreetly, rarely leaving her Curved Pavilion; not only is it difficult for outsiders to see her, but even her family seldom encounters her. She had a good relationship with the three Xie An brothers during her childhood, but Xie An suddenly disappeared upon reaching adulthood and is said to have gone into seclusion. Lord Huan Wen, known as one of the Jian Kang Five Young Masters, admired her since childhood but never received a response. Consort Xie has lived a normal life in Xie Manor; however, she has always possessed certain unique qualities—intelligent and different from other women. When she was thirteen, someone claimed to have seen someone frequently entering and exiting the Curved Pavilion, but I do not know who that was." This Consort De seemed to have quite a background and audacity; the more they investigated, the more they discovered her uniqueness. Unexpectedly, she dared to mock even the royal family; that contemptuous comic book mocking the court was drawn by her. Moreover, this book circulated through Jun Jin; it remains unclear what connection she has with Jun Jin. However, during the investigation, it seemed impossible for her to have any ties with Jun Jin—could it merely be a coincidence?
Chen Wen slightly raised his head to look at his master, only to find that the Emperor was standing there in a daze, his expression serious, lost in thought. He seemed completely oblivious to Chen Wen's presence, as if he were immersed in some deep contemplation.
At this moment, the Emperor was lost in thought. Why was she known as Swaying in Green Robes? Did she truly disdain the palace so much? What was her connection to Jun Jin? The last time she danced and released a sky full of fireworks had raised his suspicions, but at that time, he had not seen her clearly and had no reason to investigate her. Since Jun Jin treated her so well, it indicated that she was special to him. Did Little Jin not know that Xie Weiying was in the palace? That seemed impossible. Did he know and deliberately kept his distance from her last time, unwilling to acknowledge his concern for her because of Firefly? Then what kind of relationship did they have? Siblings? That couldn't be right; Little Jin's surname was An, and according to him, he had grown up as a street kid. Firefly's surname was Xie, and she had grown up in Xie Manor. Moreover, he had never heard of the Xie Family having an illegitimate child. Could they be sworn siblings? But during their swearing-in ceremony, Little Jin had never mentioned having a sworn sister. Besides, judging by how he avoided her and did not want to see her, could it be that they were originally lovers who were torn apart when Firefly entered the palace? Thus, Little Jin hated him and did not want to see him.
Calculating the timeline, Firefly's entry into the palace coincided with Little Jin's disappearance.
How much of this was unknown to him?! Sima Rui thought irritably.
Could it be possible that Little Jin had a woman outside?
Sima Rui was startled by this bold assumption and then chuckled to himself. Was he expecting too much from their relationship, wanting to keep him close so much that such thoughts entered his mind?
However, once the idea took root, Sima Rui suddenly began to doubt—could Little Jin actually be a woman? Could it be?
With this thought, he realized that many things were filled with uncertainties. Yet specifics eluded him. Sima Rui furrowed his brows.
But Little Jin was not by his side now; how could he verify this? No, he must find a way to confirm it.
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