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Since that day, Consort Xi has been sending supplements to Tianming Palace every day, and each time Mo Xiao Li gladly accepts them, even though he still maintains a blank expression. This does not affect Consort Xi's enthusiasm at all.
On this afternoon, ample sunlight streamed in, casting an orange-yellow glow on the window panes.
Mo Xiao Li was still sitting in front of a low table reading memorials, but only he knew what was on his mind at that moment.
At that moment, Consort Xi arrived at Tianming Palace again. After spending these days together, Mo Xiao Li increasingly believed she was a gentle woman. Sometimes he couldn't help but think that if he had not met Mu Junqi back then, perhaps she would have been the suitable Empress.
"Your Majesty, may you be blessed. Today, Consort came late; I hope Your Majesty will forgive me," Consort Xi said softly as she entered and knelt before Mo Xiao Li.
Mo Xiao Li raised his head to look at Consort Xi and put down the memorials in his hands. "Get up; I will not blame you."
Consort Xi allowed Yun Ruo beside her to help her stand up and took a step forward, gently saying, "Your Majesty, today Consort has a request. I wonder if you could grant it." She lowered her head shyly as she spoke.
A hint of confusion flashed in Mo Xiao Li's eyes, but he still asked, "Just say what you need."
"The weather is quite nice today. Consort... Consort would like to know if you could accompany me for a walk," she paused before continuing, "During this time, Consort knows you have been very sad about the Empress's matters. However, since things have come to this point, Consort hopes you can go out; perhaps the Empress wouldn't want to see you like this..." She finished speaking and lowered her head.
Listening to Consort Xi's words, Mo Xiao Li's brows gradually furrowed. To avoid thinking about that matter during this time, he had been working every day. Yet Consort Xi directly touched upon his hidden worries, causing him to raise his head and look at her a few more times.
After a long silence, Mo Xiao Li finally stood up and walked in front of Consort Xi. He reached out to lift her chin and looked into her eyes. "You are right; Mu Junqi certainly wouldn't want to see me like this." After saying that, he took the lead and walked out.
In Mo Xiao Li's eyes, he had given all his heart to Mu Junqi in this lifetime. Now that she was gone, he felt incapable of loving anyone else. Nevertheless, he still could not escape the shackles of being an emperor; thus, the only way was to choose to forget.
Consort Xi watched Mo Xiao Li leave and a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in her eyes, quickly followed by her gentle demeanor.
After leaving Tianming Palace, Mo Xiao Li looked at the familiar outside, but his heart felt extremely bitter. He couldn't help but think, "Mu Junqi, everything is fine now, but you are no longer here. This feeling of change in people and things is truly like this."
Just as he was lost in thought, Consort Xi expressed her emotions and softly said, "The flowers in the Imperial Garden have bloomed. Would Your Majesty like to accompany Consort to enjoy the flowers?"
Mo Xiao Li remained silent upon hearing this and simply nodded. Consort Xi joyfully stepped forward and whispered, "Thank you, Your Majesty." After that, a group of them headed towards the Imperial Garden.
Before they could reach the Imperial Garden, they heard laughter coming from not far away. Consort Xi's expression changed instantly. As they rounded a flower bed, they saw Mu Yueqing and Qian Zhao Yi chatting with two or three palace maids in a pavilion nearby, laughing from time to time.
Seeing the two of them made Mo Xiao Li feel somewhat irritated and puzzled. Qian Zhao Yi's father was still in prison, and given that their fathers had always been at odds, how could their relationship be so good?
In that moment of contemplation, Mu Yueqing was the first to notice them. Feeling a bit jealous but maintaining a gentle demeanor, she respectfully approached him and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, may you be blessed."
"Get up."
Qian Zhao Yi stood behind Mu Yueqing with her head down and said nothing. Mo Xiao Li felt puzzled and asked, "How has Qian Er been lately?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of those present changed unpredictably but quickly returned to a calm demeanor. Meanwhile, Qian Zhao Yi was already in tears; she never imagined that one day the Emperor would speak to her so gently.
Observing their expressions, Mo Xiao Li understood a bit more and continued, "It's windy here; let's go inside to talk." After saying this, he walked into the pavilion first. The others exchanged glances but followed his lead into the pavilion.
Once they were seated, Mo Xiao Li spoke up: "Due to the Empress's situation these days, I haven't considered your feelings." He then looked at them.
Consort Xi was the first to react. She smiled softly and said, "Your Majesty, we naturally understand your kindness towards us sisters. With the Empress gone, we also feel unhappy; we just hope that you can be a little happier in the future."
"Yes, yes," Mu Yueqing hurriedly responded.
Mo Xiao Li remained silent after hearing this. Instead, she instructed Li Fusheng beside her, "Convey my decree to send five bolts of brocade to each palace, and also to the Empress Dowager."
Li Fusheng respectfully bowed and said, "Servant understands."
The few of them then chatted casually. It was unclear if it was just their impression, but they felt that today’s emperor was somewhat different from usual. Even when the Empress was present before, they had never seen the emperor chatting with the Consorts like this. Today, however, he had changed his usual demeanor and engaged in casual conversation with them.
Looking at the emperor's expression, it didn’t seem like anything was wrong, yet they couldn’t understand why he could chat with the Consorts so casually after being immersed in grief over the Empress's death just the day before.
At that moment, Jingxi suddenly appeared before everyone. First, she bowed to Mo Xiao Li and the others, then respectfully said, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager requests your presence at Jinghe Palace. The Little Prince has not been well lately."
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao Li immediately stood up. In this world, it seemed that only the Little Prince could make him forget everything. He hurried over and anxiously asked, "Wasn't the Little Prince fine just a few days ago? What happened? Has a physician been called to examine him?"
"In response to Your Majesty," Jingxi replied, "the physician has already seen him. There is nothing serious; he has just been crying nonstop recently. The Empress Dowager has run out of options and sent me to find you."
After hearing Jingxi's words, Mo Xiao Li didn’t say anything further and walked out quickly. Watching him leave in such a hurry, Mu Yueqing smiled and said, "It seems that all of us combined are not as important as the Little Prince alone."
"After all, he is the emperor's first son and born of the Empress; naturally, he holds more weight than all of us," Qian Zhao Yi said calmly from the side.
Consort Xi remained silent, gazing thoughtfully at the gradually disappearing figure of Mo Xiao Li...
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