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Since that day, Mo Xiao Li had been replaying the image of Naxi seeing Mu Junqi in his mind, and his heart ached intensely. However, watching Little Prince gradually recover was somewhat comforting.
After several days of heavy snow, it finally stopped. It felt as if he had never noticed such a feeling before; the palace seemed even colder and more desolate than before after the snowfall.
After the morning court session, Mo Xiao Li left alone, wandering aimlessly through the palace. Before he knew it, he had walked to a secluded area and, upon closer inspection, realized he was not far from the Cold Palace.
Suddenly thinking of her, he felt an urge to know what Mu Junqi was doing inside the Cold Palace. As he approached the door, he heard a violent coughing sound from within. His heart sank as he recalled her thin clothing from that day and looked at the dilapidated palace filled with holes. He suddenly worried that she might be ill.
Without further thought, he pushed the door open and stepped inside. The moment he entered, a strong musty smell hit him; it seemed that sunlight hadn't reached this place for a long time, and everything was damp. Not far away on the bed lay a small figure, coughing violently as if trying to expel her very insides.
He stood not far away, but it seemed the person in front was completely unaware of his presence. A wave of pain washed over him as he quickly walked over and pulled back the blanket. What met his eyes was Mu Junqi curled up tightly; the blanket provided no warmth at all, and he could see her breath clearly in the cold air.
Although Mu Junqi felt someone pulling away her blanket, she lacked the strength to open her eyes and kept them tightly shut. Seeing this, Mo Xiao Li lifted her up and noticed bloodstains beneath her. Upon closer inspection, he found that the wound on her palm had become inflamed, and the bandage was soaked with blood.
He shook her gently and said anxiously, "Mu Junqi, wake up! Please wake up!"
Only then did Mu Junqi painfully open her eyes. Before she could see who was in front of her, she began to cough violently again. This sight was unbearable for Mo Xiao Li; seeing her bare feet covered in frostbite reminded him of the wounds on her hands and the blood on her forehead. He could no longer hold back and draped his cloak over her before picking her up and striding out.
As soon as they exited the Cold Palace, Mo Xiao Li pointed his toes to the ground and flew towards Tianming Palace. It wasn't long before he arrived at Tianming Palace. Originally, Li Fusheng was guarding outside but did not recognize Mu Junqi in his arms at first. He expressed surprise by saying, "Your Majesty, what if she catches a cold in this weather?"
Mo Xiao Li ignored his words and coldly replied, "Quickly summon Xia Ziqian." After saying this, he kicked open the door and entered.
Seeing this, Li Fusheng understood who Mo Xiao Li was carrying and hurriedly ran towards the Imperial Medical Department.
After entering the bedroom, the warmth of the room instantly enveloped her body. She gently placed Mu Junqi on the bed and then reached out to cover her with a blanket, wrapping her up tightly.
On the way here, she had already fainted. Looking at Mu Junqi like this, she couldn't help but reach out to gently stroke her cheek, her eyes filled with tenderness as she stared at her for a long time.
After a while, Li Fusheng arrived with Xia Ziqian. As soon as they entered, before they could greet her, Mo Xiao Li interrupted, "No need for formalities, come here quickly."
Xia Ziqian walked over and, upon seeing Mu Junqi lying on the bed, a flicker of reluctance crossed his eyes. However, he quickly placed his hand on her wrist and after a long moment said, "Your Majesty, the Empress has been in the cold for too long, combined with several injuries. She was already weak before this; after such an ordeal, she is even less able to endure it. Fortunately, you discovered it in time. If this continues for another two days, you will never see her again." After speaking, he bowed slightly and turned to prepare a prescription.
Mo Xiao Li listened quietly to him and looked at Mu Junqi, who was occasionally coughing violently. Each time she coughed, he had to help her breathe properly; otherwise, she would continue coughing without stopping.
His hand felt so clear against hers. Once somewhat plump, she was now nothing but skin and bones; her cheekbones jutted out sharply and her eyes seemed deeply sunken.
Li Fusheng brought over hot water. Mo Xiao Li gently used a cloth to wipe each of her fingers carefully. As he touched the wounds on her hands, perhaps due to the stimulation of the hot water, she cried out in pain with each wipe. When he reached the injured palm of her hand, he was especially cautious, afraid that he might inadvertently cause her more suffering. A pale yellow pus flowed out with each movement, mixing with blood.
Finally finishing the cleaning process, he quietly sat down beside her. His mind kept replaying that day when she bled; the determination in her eyes and the worry in her gaze when she saw Little Prince sick. Could it be that everything that happened before was a misunderstanding? Or had he fallen into their trap?
Thinking of this made his brows furrow even tighter as he stared unblinkingly at Mu Junqi. Could it be that the woman he had liked since his youth would really do such things? The more he thought about it, the more impossible it seemed. Was it because he was angry at that time that he overlooked something important?
Soon after, Mo Xiao Li left the bedroom and instructed Zuo Yunqing nearby, "Send someone to investigate what happened at the banquet carefully. Check if it's as they said. Remember, no one can know about this matter."
"Understood," Zuo Yunqing replied with a bow.
Mo Xiao Li nodded and went back inside just as Xia Ziqian entered holding a bowl of thick black medicine. Behind him, Li Fusheng also carried a bowl of medicine, but its color looked quite strange.
Xia Ziqian hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, the Empress has caught a cold, so she must drink this bowl of medicine right now. Moreover, if I am not mistaken, there must be many wounds on her body. You should apply this ointment to her wounds; it will help her heal better. Also, you must pay attention to keeping her warm in the coming days; she must not get cold."
Mo Xiao Li listened quietly, then turned to look at the sleeping Mu Junqi. After sending them away, he sat in front of her alone, carefully blowing on the medicine to cool it down before attempting to feed it to her. However, she refused to swallow it.
With no other choice, he took a sip himself and then kissed her lips, gently transferring the medicine into her mouth. He repeated this process until the bowl was empty. Wiping the corner of her mouth, he said, "After taking this medicine, please wake up quickly."
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