Seemingly shocked by this slight touch, Nangong Yi subconsciously held Ling Mulao's finger, his eyelashes fluttering slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with blurred vision.

Staring deeply at the woman in front of him, Nangong Yi's eyebrows slowly revealed a happy smile, and his voice was rough, "Wife, I love you~"

As if talking in a dream, Nangong Yi hugged Ling Muchao tightly, leaned on her shoulder, and fell asleep again.

Ling Mulao remembered that on the way to find the Shenyu Lingshi, he and Nangong Yi slept in the same carriage or guest room several times. He always closed his eyes lightly, and was suddenly awakened by any sound.

Or, whenever she tossed and turned from her dream, she would always see Nangong Yi's indifferent gaze when she opened her eyes. It seemed that he was not sleeping at all, or was only sleeping lightly.

But now, Nangong Yi is in her arms, sleeping so sweetly, just because he believes in her trust, just because he is deeply loved, and just because his heart is satisfied.

What should Nangong Yi do if she disappears?

As he thought about it, the corners of Ling Mulao's eyes became moist, and tears slowly slid down his cheeks inadvertently, then disappeared down his neck and into his collar.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Ling Mulao never fell asleep, she just stared quietly with her eyes wide open. She wanted to see Nangong Yi enough. She thought that if she could never come back in this life, she would remember every expression on his face.

But Ling Mulao ignored it. In fact, she didn't need to deliberately remember that Nangong Yi's every move, every worry and every joy was deeply imprinted on her heart, and even the vicissitudes of life could not erase it.

The wind rustled.

It was already late at night, but the main hall of the East Palace was still brightly lit, and the sharp cold wind blew in through the slightly opened door.

The candlelight was swaying, and the phoenix-patterned robe was trailing to the floor among the faint fragrance and sparse shadows. The dragon and phoenix hairpin above her head swayed slightly with the light steps. It was really beautiful.

"Empress~" Ding Xiang gently opened the door, her skin was covered with goosebumps from the cold, and she saluted Shangguan Zihan.

Shangguan Zihan raised his hand and said anxiously: "How is it?"

Ding Xiang pursed her lips nervously, stepped forward and whispered into Shangguan Zihan's ear: "After checking, the medicine prescribed by Dr. Xu is not for treating measles at all, but for preventing miscarriage."

His face turned pale, Shangguan Zihan's feet softened upon hearing this, and his figure suddenly swayed, "How could this happen..."

She has been married to the emperor for more than a year, and she has had sex so many times without seeing any reaction in her stomach, but Ling Mulao...

Could it be that it was God's will? If that woman Ling Mulao was allowed to give birth to the emperor's first child, I'm afraid that she would be useless as a queen, and she would have no real power at all.

"The Queen..." Seeing the Queen's pale face, Ding Xiang immediately helped her sit down on the kang, and then took out a small jade bottle for her to sniff.

Shangguan Zihan raised his hand, only to find that his palm was covered in cold sweat, "Hurry up and call Dr. Xu over. Tell me that I am unwell!"

"Yes, I'll let someone go right now!" Ding Xiang put down the jade vial in her hand.

Shangguan Zihan grabbed Ding Xiang and said in a weak voice: "Go in person and remember not to make any announcement."

"Well, I know this!" Ding Xiang knew that Shangguan Zihan was cautious, so she couldn't care less and immediately picked up a lantern and quickly disappeared into the night.
Chapter completed!