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Jun Zecheng's face instantly turned ashen, and anger burned in his eyes.

He suddenly raised his voice, his tone filled with barely suppressed anger, "What's going on?!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned around impatiently and strode out, his steps hurried and flustered, even stirring up a gust of wind.

Before the young eunuch could reply, Jun Zecheng's figure had already disappeared at the entrance of the side hall.

Upon seeing this, Physician Li felt a pang of anxiety. He disregarded everything else and hurriedly followed closely behind the Crown Prince with slightly heavy steps, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

Tonight is such a headache, but obviously Consort Su is the most important!

At this moment, Ling Yue still held a sliver of hope, thinking that Jun Zechen would plead for her in front of the Empress.

But when she saw Jun Zechen's expression change drastically upon hearing the news about Su Jingyao, a wave of disappointment and bitterness washed over her.

"Your Highness..." she wanted him to stop.

Tang Fengyi almost miscarried just now, but he was not moved at all.

Does Aze care more about the imperial heir or Su Jingyao?

When the Empress heard the news that Su Jingyao had a stomachache, she was extremely anxious.

Su Jingyao's pregnancy absolutely cannot have any problems!

But since the Crown Prince has already gone to Xiyan Palace, Tang Fengyi naturally has to stay behind to handle things properly.

Evening Glory Palace.

Jun Zechen was extremely anxious, and he rushed over at almost breakneck speed.

Physician Li followed behind him, already panting heavily, almost unable to keep up with his pace.

Jun Zechen rushed into the hall and went straight to the bedside.

Physician Li hurriedly followed, kneeling directly beside the bed to carefully examine Su Jingyao's pulse.

Jun Zechen stood by the bed, his gaze fixed on Su Jingyao.

Her brows were furrowed, her eyes were tightly closed, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of color.

His body was still trembling slightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

"What's going on!"

Jun Zechen's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a suppressed anger that seemed ready to erupt at any moment.

"This servant greets Your Highness the Crown Prince. Not long after you returned, you started to feel a stomachache. At first, you just felt a general discomfort in your stomach."

"But Consort Tang almost miscarried. Physician Li was examining her, so Your Highness thought she could just bear it. But later, Your Highness's stomach pain got worse and worse, so I hurriedly sent someone to summon Physician Li." Miaoyun said, kneeling to the side.

Jun Zechen frowned, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes filled with rage, and his voice became low and hoarse with anger.

"Your master was feeling unwell, so you should have informed me immediately! Such dereliction of duty..."

Before Jun Zechen could finish speaking, Su Jingyao slowly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with weariness and weakness.

Her voice was weak and pleading.

"Your Highness, at first I didn't think it was anything serious, just some bloating, which is why I didn't bother Physician Li. Please don't blame my maid, Your Highness?"

Looking at Su Jingyao's pale face, Jun Zechen's anger subsided slightly, and his expression became solemn.

Physician Li took the pulse, feeling some doubts, but he didn't show it on his face.

His eyes were fixed on Su Jingyao's wrist, his fingers gently resting on her pulse, shifting their position slightly from time to time, as if he were carefully searching for something.

The concubine's pulse did not seem to indicate any problem.

"Consort, how are you feeling right now?" Imperial Physician Li looked up at Su Jingyao.

Su Jingyao frowned slightly, a pained expression on her face, her lips trembling slightly, and her voice carrying a hint of pain and unease.

"My stomach hurts a lot, it comes in waves, and I also feel a bit of heaviness and pressure. My lower abdomen feels very tight and hard."

These symptoms were all told to her by Li Jing. Prolonged exposure to motherwort during pregnancy can cause uterine contractions, and in severe cases, even bleeding.

When Physician Li heard the concubine's reply, his heart sank; these were all very unpleasant feelings.

His brows furrowed even more deeply as he pondered, and the imperial physician noticed the palace dress hanging on the bedside clothes rack.

The palace dress was very close to him, and it seemed to have a herbal smell.

Physician Li slowly moved closer, almost touching it, and wrinkled his nose slightly, carefully sniffing the scent.

His expression then changed drastically, revealing a look of terror.

He turned to Miaoyun and asked, "Is this the palace dress the concubine is wearing tonight?"

"Yes, Physician Li, this palace attire was just picked up from the Imperial Household Department a few days ago, specifically for His Highness the Crown Prince's birthday banquet," Miaoyun quickly replied.

Physician Li hurriedly got up, and before he could say anything, he immediately picked up his pen and ink and wrote a prescription for a pregnancy-stabilizing medicine made from motherwort.

His hands trembled slightly, and his face was full of tension and unease.

If a concubine wore this palace dress for several hours, it would be extremely detrimental to the fetus in her womb; it would be lucky if she didn't have a premature birth.

After Physician Li finished writing, he immediately ordered someone to boil it.

Jun Zechen didn't disturb him, standing quietly to the side, his eyes fixed on Physician Li.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his fingers unconsciously curling slightly. Only after Physician Li finished giving his instructions did Jun Zechen ask in a deep voice, "How is the concubine?"

"Your Highness, the concubine's palace dress has the scent of motherwort. Motherwort has the same effects as safflower, which is extremely harmful to pregnant women."

Physician Li had a serious expression and his brows were furrowed.

He then continued, "The concubine is doing well with this pregnancy. Although she came into contact with motherwort today, there are no particularly serious symptoms yet. However, motherwort is very harmful to the mother's body. I have already ordered people to brew a medicine to neutralize the effects of motherwort and stabilize the pregnancy."

Upon hearing this, Jun Zechen's deep, dark eyes instantly flashed with a chilling coldness, as if they could freeze everything.

His gaze fell on the palace dress like a sharp blade, his eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.

These women are asking for it!

Upon hearing Physician Li's words, Su Jingyao's face showed a mixture of fear and apprehension, her eyes filled with unease. "Your Highness..."

Jun Zechen quickly sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms, his movements gentle yet firm.

"I will find out who it is, and I will not let anyone who dares to harm our child get away with it!"

After the medicine to prevent miscarriage was brewed, Miaoyun carefully brought the bowl over. Jun Zechen took the bowl, frowned slightly, and looked at the dark liquid, feeling a pang of heartache.

Su Jingyao forced herself to swallow the medicine slowly, enduring the bitterness.

After drinking it, she used honey flower tea as usual to mask the bitterness of the medicine.

She rested her head gently on the man's shoulder, her body trembling slightly.

Jun Zechen gently embraced her, his eyes filled with heartache and pity, and he gently stroked her hair.

"Don't be afraid, Yao Yao. Before you give birth, I will have Physician Li take full responsibility for your food, clothing, shelter and transportation. I will not overlook any detail. I will never let anything happen to Yao Yao."

Su Jingyao gave a muffled "hmm" and then fell silent, simply leaning quietly against Jun Zechen's chest, as if only in this way could she feel a sense of security.

At this moment, Miaoxia walked in anxiously, her steps slightly hurried.

She knelt down on both knees, "This servant greets Your Highness."

"Your Highness, I am in charge of all the palace clothes for the mistress. The imperial physician just said there was a problem with the clothes. I examined them carefully and found that someone had tampered with them. The person who did this was Ru'er, a palace maid from Xiyan Palace."

At this point, Miaoxia paused slightly, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

"But I just wanted to go look for her, but I couldn't find her. I heard that after you attended the banquet, someone saw Ru'er in the lotus pond. I rushed there to look for her, but I only found Ru'er's body."

Upon hearing the word "corpse," Su Jingyao's body trembled involuntarily, swaying precariously like a leaf in the wind.

Tears began to well up in her eyes and burst forth like a flood.

She let out a soft sob, "Your Highness... I'm so scared, sob..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, everything will be alright."

Jun Zechen's gaze was icy, his anger rising, but faced with her delicate sobs, he could only suppress his anger and try to soften his voice to comfort her.

Then, Jun Zechen's voice became deep and authoritative, "Anshun, go investigate."

"Yes." Upon hearing the order, Anshun immediately turned and went out to begin ordering people to investigate the matter.

Jun Zechen felt the woman in his arms was still trembling. He waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

Seeing this, Miaoyun quickly led everyone away.

Only Jun Zechen and Su Jingyao remained in the bedchamber.

"Don't be afraid, take a nap, I'll be with you."

Jun Zechen's voice was so gentle it seemed to melt ice and snow. He gently stroked Su Jingyao's hair, making her feel incredibly at ease.

Jun Zechen gently laid the woman down on the bed from his arms, his movements as tender as if he were protecting a precious treasure.

He slowly rose, preparing to take off his outer robe.

Su Jingyao noticed his movement and immediately reached out her small hand to hold his tightly. "Your Highness, don't go..."

Her voice carried a hint of urgency and pleading as she looked at him with teary eyes, her gaze filled with helplessness and longing.

"I am not leaving; I am merely preparing to remove my outer robe."

Jun Zechen's voice seemed exceptionally gentle and patient today.

Hearing him say that, Su Jingyao slowly released his hand, her eyes still filled with a hint of reluctance.

After taking off his outer robe, Jun Zechen lifted the quilt, lay down in bed, and pulled her warm and soft body into his arms.

He gave the woman in his arms endless peace of mind with his broad and warm embrace, and his large hands gently stroked her belly.

Su Jingyao wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face deeply in the crook of his neck. "Your Highness, I'm sorry..." Her voice was filled with self-reproach and guilt.

"Why are you saying sorry?" Jun Zechen frowned slightly.

"Today is Your Highness's birthday, but all sorts of troubles have occurred. Your Highness should be happy today, but instead you have many worries. I feel very sorry for you."

Su Jingyao's voice was muffled, but full of genuine emotion.

This was the first time Jun Zechen had heard someone say they felt sorry for him.

Even when he fought his way out of the Great Wall and returned victorious, his mother only praised him and was proud of him, but she never felt sorry for him.

But today, the woman in his arms, though clearly frightened herself, felt sorry that he was unhappy on his birthday.

In fact, Jun Zechen didn't care about his birthday. In previous years, he had to hold a grand celebration for his birthday every year because of his noble status. He had to deal with his father and mother, his ministers, and his brothers. He was never really happy.

"As long as you and your baby are safe, I'll be happy. Don't think too much. Get some sleep, and I'll take care of everything."

Jun Zechen gently stroked her back, his voice deep and firm.

Su Jingyao responded softly and gradually fell asleep in his arms.

As Jun Zechen watched her sleep peacefully, he began to think of Ling Yue again. He had left immediately back then; how would his mother punish Ling Yue?

He looked down at the woman in his arms again.

Never mind, I'll plead with the Empress Dowager again tomorrow.

Su Jingyao, nestled in Jun Zechen's arms, felt exceptionally happy.

She guessed that An Jinyan would launch a counterattack today. When it came to scheming, Ling Yue was indeed no match for An Jinyan.

However, Ling Yue had spent three years with Jun Zechen, and Jun Zechen had already affirmed Ling Yue's naivety and had a certain degree of trust in her.

If Jun Zechen were in the Taihe Hall at this moment, even if the evidence was conclusive, Ling Yue might not have suffered any great loss if he had protected her.

So she was definitely going to call Jun Zechen away.

After Jun Zechen left, the Empress would naturally not let the Crown Princess off easily. Thinking of this, Su Jingyao felt a surge of anticipation.

How will the Empress punish the Crown Princess?

An Jinyan could not possibly escape unscathed from this incident. How could Jun Zechen not seek revenge on An Jinyan for the grievances Ling Yue suffered?

Su Jingyao could already guess Jun Zechen's disgust for An Jinyan.

Tomorrow, let her Crown Prince investigate Ru'er thoroughly; perhaps he'll uncover some unexpected things.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The author mentioned there's an image, and I'd like you guys to help choose a cover. I'll upload four images; leave a comment if you like any. Love you all! (Note: My level isn't high enough to include images in the article content.)

1. The cyan color exudes a domineering aura.

2. Red and alluring.

3. Purple is beautiful.

4. Beads, jade, silk, and brocade.

5. Charming and captivating.

6. The two are deeply in love.

7. Woman on top, man on bottom.

8. Pure white lotus.