mesbooks Chapter 179 Heartbroken
Chapter 179 Heartbroken
Jinzhong followed the emperor respectfully, taking every step carefully.
There was a subtle eagerness in his eyes. As soon as he entered the room, his eyes seemed to have their own consciousness, and they kept searching for the figure of Ling Zhuer.
When Jinzhong saw Ling Zhuer lying on the bed with a weak face, he felt a buzzing in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his ears.
His eyes widened instantly, staring intently at Ling Zhu'er lying on the bed, his expression as if frozen in place. At this moment, Jin Zhongzhi felt as if his heart was being tugged at, the pain so intense that he could barely bear it.
His breathing became rapid, as if someone was strangling his throat, making it difficult to breathe. It was a heartache that went deep into his bones, making him want to rush to Ling Zhuer's side immediately and bear all her pain for her.
Even though he had experienced such an experience in his previous life, he was still terrified.
"The Seventh Princess pays her respects to the Emperor." Upon seeing the Emperor, the wet nurse hurriedly held the child and paid her respects.
The emperor glanced at the child, then sat down beside Yan Wan's bed, held her hand and said with a smile: "Concubine Ling, you have worked hard..."
Yan Wan had just given birth and was exhausted. She really didn't want to see the emperor's old face.
She looked away and pretended to look at Jinzhong behind the emperor as if she was looking at a newborn baby. Seeing the deep worry in his eyes, she smiled comfortingly and signaled him not to worry.
"I am not suffering. For the sake of Your Majesty, I am willing to do whatever it takes..."
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, which was like a flower blooming in spring, delicate and moving.
However, those eyes, lowered, were like a bottomless pool of water, without a trace of affection for the emperor. There was no ripple in those eyes, no trace of tenderness, only endless indifference and alienation.
There was even a hint of coldness in those eyes.
"Concubine Ling, you have served me for many years and now have given birth to an imperial heir. It is time for you to be promoted. I hereby declare that Concubine Ling is virtuous, kind, gentle, respectful, and frugal, and has won my heart. I appoint her as Noble Concubine Ling. The ceremony of enthronement will take place after the seventh princess is one month old."
The emperor was very pleased with her words. He stared intently, hoping to see Concubine Ling's reaction when she heard this.
"Your Majesty, I thank you for your grace..."
Yan Wan was overjoyed and didn't care about her body that had just given birth. She hurried to thank the emperor, but was pushed back by him as soon as she made a move.
"You just gave birth, so there's no need to perform formalities. Just take good care of yourself..."
Everyone gathered around and chatted for a while. Yan Wan had just given birth and needed to rest well, so they left one after another soon after.
After the emperor returned to the Yangxin Palace, he immediately asked Jinzhong to send a lot of rewards and supplements to the Yongshou Palace.
When he returned, it was already evening and Yongshou Palace had become deserted. Only Chunchan was left guarding the main hall.
"My master just woke up from his sleep. I was just about to feed him something. It's just right. Eunuch Jinzhong, please come and feed him..."
Seeing Jinzhong coming, Chunchan handed the porcelain bowl in her hand to him with great tact and stood guard outside the hall for the two of them.
As soon as she saw him, Yanwan smiled softly: "Jinzhong, you are here..."
"Master, I was frightened to death today."
Jinzhong had a sad face. He put the porcelain bowl aside and sat at the head of the bed so that Yanwan could lean on him more comfortably.
"You look really good in this purple."
Jinzhong didn't feel at ease until he truly felt the body temperature of the person in his arms.
"What's the point of looking good? If I can't be with you, my master, then everything is useless. I really regret it. Master, I am really scared."
When she praised the good looks of the outfit, although he said that the purple robe was useless, his eyes were honest and he smiled, revealing his happy mood at the moment.
"I don't know how many times I've been through this. What's there to be afraid of? You, you always have so much to worry about..." Yanwan said jokingly with a smile on her face.
Jinzhong slowly stretched out his hand and gently hooked her hand, his slender fingers tightly intertwined with hers.
He lowered his head slightly and gently pressed his lips against her hair. That gentle kiss was filled with endless tenderness and love.
Then, Jinzhong gently rested his chin on the back of her head and rubbed her lightly, his eyes full of tenderness.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and there were only the two of them left in the whole world, immersed in this warm and beautiful atmosphere.
He closed his eyes and spoke with lingering fear.
"Master, please stop making fun of me. I am incompetent and cannot bear this hardship for you. I can only wait outside the palace. I have already counted how many bricks are laid at the door..."
He said it bitterly, a hint of red in his eyes.
Noticing that he was in a bad mood, Yan Wan rubbed her head against his chin as if to soothe him.
"Jinzhong, I know, I know everything. I will definitely compensate you for what I owe you in the future. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to survive these years..."
"I don't want anything, I just want my master to be well." His voice was muffled, making people's hearts itch.
Yanwan raised her other hand and caressed his cheek affectionately.
I heard from the old people in the palace that drinking millet porridge is the most nourishing for women after giving birth, so Chunchan prepared it early in the morning and cooked it carefully for a long time. It was emitting warm steam.
When the two of them were almost done being affectionate, Jinzhong picked up the small bowl beside him and carefully stirred the millet porridge in the porcelain bowl. He scooped up a spoonful and blew it carefully to cool it down before putting it into her mouth.
Yan Wan didn't have much strength, so she obediently drank the porridge he handed to her.
The two of them went back and forth, and soon the bowl of porridge was empty.
Jinzhong didn't have much time. After feeding the porridge, he had to rush back to serve the emperor. The two of them were together for less than an incense stick of time before they had to separate again.
Yanwan only sat for a while before lying back down. She held his hand tightly, reluctant to leave him, and stared at Jinzhong without blinking.
Jinzhong melted into a pool of passion under her gaze. He held her hand with one hand and gently stroked her cheek with the other. Looking at Lingzhuer, who was as weak as a kitten, Jinzhong wished he could stay in Yongshou Palace every day.
It’s a pity that this purple robe is too eye-catching and doesn’t allow him to make too many small movements.
Seeing that it was really too late, Jinzhong hardened his heart, pulled his hand away, helped her cover the quilt carefully, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"It's getting late. I have to hurry back to serve the Emperor. I'll come see you when I have time."
Yan Wan nodded, a faint smile on her lips: "Go, I'll be waiting..."