Zhao Junyao finally stopped having suspicions.
He sent the Imperial Physicians away.
Only then did his heart finally settle back into his chest.
He got up and took a stroll.
He finally felt like he could focus on the thick stack of memorials on the imperial desk.
These memorials hadn't been touched in the morning and were all left to be dealt with in the afternoon.
With the Emperor's concern for the state, he quickly immersed himself in national affairs.
When he finished reviewing the memorials and looked up again.
It was already dusk outside.
...
In Duanning Palace.
Xia Ruqing had just woken up not long ago.
After washing up and changing clothes, she had just sat down to drink a bowl of tea.
When she saw Chenchen returning from the front.
As soon as he entered.
Seeing his mother consort, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.
"Greetings to Mother Consort!"
Xia Ruqing's eyes lit up.
"Chenchen!"
