Imperial Plot - C321 Unable to fall asleep

On the night Su Zeyi returned from the sacrificial ceremony, he stayed at Zhong Miao Yi’s place.

The clatter of the clappers echoed through the courtyards, sounding even more desolate and prolonged.

Zhong Miao Yi woke up from her sleep. She did not sleep well tonight, but the noise outside told her that it was already five o’clock in the morning. Zhong Miao Yi blinked her eyes, no longer feeling sleepy.

The candle was soaked in melted wax, and the pea-like gloss seemed ready to go out at any moment.

Zhong Miao Yi laid still, staring at the darkness outside the window, not knowing what she was thinking about. Even though the one hugging her was Su Zeyi, she still felt warmth, she had already discovered long ago that people like Su Zeyi had similarly warm chests.

The Zhong Miao Yi laughed silently. Actually, that was all she wanted all this time.

A man willing to protect her, a home she could rely on to stay away from, she couldn’t sleep. At night someone held her.

It was enough with this, and the current Su Zeyi had already done it, so she shouldn’t make too much of a request.

As for the future. When the day comes that Su Zeyi gets tired of his, at least she would still have Zhong Jiming.

‘s arm moved a little, probably because she was feeling a little numb from the pillow. Zhong Miao Yi moved a little to give Su Zeyi some distance, but she did not know whether Su Zeyi had woken up or not.

He suddenly twisted her around with his other hand. Zhong Miao Yi was startled, and when she turned her head back, she could see Su Zeyi’s cold eyes shining under the dim candlelight.

“Where are you going?” He sneered, his laughter somewhat muffled.

Zhong Miao Yi was startled for a moment, and then stung by Su Zeyi’s question and eyes.

“Don’t say it?” Su Zeyi also sat up, his eyes filled with danger, “Where did you go today?”

He finally found out. Zhong Miao Yi lowered her eyelashes, not wanting to explain.

Su Zeyi angrily pinched Zhong Miao Yi’s cheek, his gaze was filled with helplessness and viciousness. Zhong Miao Yi knew what he wanted to do, so she subconsciously pushed him. “No way!”

Su Zeyi bent over and kissed her, as if he was going to suck her dry! Zhong Miao Yi pushed twice, but did not push Su Zeyi away.

He hated it, he bit hard on Zhong Miao Yi’s lips, and the smell of blood helped Su Zeyi sober up a little: “Where did you go?” He let go and asked again.

Zhong Miao Yi’s stubbornness rose again.

Su Zeyi was once again agitated by Zhong Miao Yi’s actions. He dejectedly flipped over on his back, the coldness of his body spreading all over his heart, and closed his eyes.

He knew the result, but he still could not help but look at Zhong Miao Yi. Her enthusiasm had already subsided as she laid in his arms in a stiff manner, her eyes drifting towards the bed frame.

Had she gone to look for Tang Yao? Zhong Miao Yi refused to say anything, causing Su Zeyi’s heart to ache helplessly. She couldn’t even hate her!

Zhong Miao Yi gradually closed her eyes. When she woke up, Su Zeyi was already gone. Last night, after tormenting herself for an entire night, her fatigue broke out, and Zhong Miao Yi moved, hoping to find a comfortable position.

It was very noisy outside. Although her courtyard was the quietest corner of the courtyard, the sounds of human voices still rang out incessantly. Zhong Miao Yi rubbed her head as her temples started to ache.

Ah Jiu and Bell were sitting under the porch in the sun as they spoke softly. Each and every word was extremely clear to Zhong Miao Yi.

“What’s wrong with the Empress and the emperor now?” The bell asked, in exchange for Ah Jiu’s silence. Ah Jiu looked through the door and sighed, “I don’t know.”

“He will be returning to the palace in two days. Will he be able to?” You’re not coming to the Eternal Nightfall Pavilion again? ”

The sound of the bell was lowered.

“What nonsense?” The Ah Jiu scolded him, “When Master finally understands how the Emperor treats Master with such care, you can just give in to him.”

“Aunt is right.”

After saying that, the two of them started laughing, and after a while, Ah Jiu sighed, “It’s just that Master’s body is weak, I wonder if we can still return.”

Zhong Miao Yi turned around and faced the bed. She wrapped her blanket tightly and even felt waves of coldness.

Zhong Miao Yi was still sleeping soundly, so when Su Zeyi pushed open the door and entered the room, he immediately woke up. Why is he back? Zhong Miao Yi did not move, nor did she open her eyes. Just lying like that was probably because the sacrifice of the gods had already ended, which was why she was so relaxed.

“Did she eat lunch?” She heard Su Zeyi’s soft voice asking the Ah Jiu bell that followed in.

“To reply your majesty, I haven’t.” Ah Jiu sighed, sounding a little guilty.

“Why aren’t you eating?” Su Zeyi was immediately furious, his voice also became louder, scaring the Ah Jiu and the bell so much that they quickly kneeled down.

“Your majesty, the Empress’s appetite hasn’t lasted much longer. Eating it will only make her feel worse.” The Ah Jiu retorted as she glanced at the Zhong Miao Yi lying on the bed.

Zhong Miao Yi sighed helplessly. She knew that Su Zeyi was doing this on purpose, so she turned around and said softly, “I didn’t want to eat it myself. Why did you get angry at them?”

Su Zeyi looked at her coldly, then walked to the side of the bed and hugged her: “Aren’t you hungry?” He harrumphed. His condition was already bad. How could he continue without eating?

Zhong Miao Yi shook her head, her body was so sore that she couldn’t hold on anymore and she wanted to lie back down.

Su Zeyi realized that there was something wrong with Zhong Miao Yi’s expression, his forehead was still covered densely in sweat. She frowned, and reached out to touch Zhong Miao Yi’s forehead.

“Why is he sick?!” Su Zeyi frowned, he suddenly felt pain in his heart, “If you’re sick why didn’t you say so! You don’t even know yourself?! ”

It was only then that the Zhong Miao Yi felt relieved. So she was sick, no wonder she felt so uncomfortable. “It’s fine, if the emperor is worried, then we can just look at the imperial physician.”

“Why aren’t you going and asking for the imperial physician?!” Su Zeyi roared, but who knew who it was. Ah Jiu quickly got up and went outside to get the imperial physician.

Zhong Miao Yi sighed, her heart aching as she knelt on the ground, at a loss of what to do. “Pour me a cup of water, I’m thirsty.”

Su Zeyi was still angry, he stared at her: “You want to anger me to death, then I’ll be happy?”

“Go down! All of you, go down! ” He took the water from the bell and let it out.

Because the Emperor was angry, the imperial physicians who came to take his pulse were all trembling in fear. Su Zeyi ordered the imperial physicians to bring food over, and the servants were exceptionally cautious.

Zhong Miao Yi did not want to argue with him, he only wanted her to eat, and she had endured Su Zeyi’s anger for no reason.

The imperial physician only briefly checked his pulse before sighing with a little guilt. He forced a smile and said, “Your majesty, I’m afraid the Empress won’t be able to wait until we return to the palace to give birth. The Empress is angry, and if we don’t choose now, our lives will be in danger.”

Su Zeyi was startled for a moment, and then said: “Then why aren’t you preparing?! What are you doing here?! We’ll start today! We cannot allow any mishap to occur to our concubines! “