After becoming pregnant, the cold-hearted nobles all went mad.

"How dare I ask Your Majesty for compensation? Even if Your Majesty truly abandons me, I have no reason to blame you."

The girl's eyes were red-rimmed, and not only her eyes, but also the tip of her nose was red, like an angry rabbit. She looked soft, but in reality, she could kick an eagle down with one kick. She had a very bad temper.

As Pei Heng listened to the accusations, he felt a familiar sense of helplessness and powerlessness: "Nonsense! When have I ever neglected you?"

Today's medicinal soup was specially prepared by Qing Le, and its effects are better than those prepared by the entire Imperial Medical Academy in the past.

Pei Heng was able to remain sober and argue with Shen Lingyi about these things, but his voice still sounded low and hoarse, clearly indicating that he was enduring something.

Even so, he still mustered his last bit of patience: "I promise you, I will never put you in danger again, okay?"

"If Your Majesty says so, then so be it."

Shen Lingyi said this, but she was very satisfied in her heart. It was so boring for her to always ask Pei Heng for this and that; he should take the initiative to give it to her.

However, emperors are incapable of love and affection, so she still needs to teach them little by little, just like she is now.

The water in the bathtub gradually grew cool, and it was becoming too strong to suppress the venomous poison afflicting Pei Heng's body.

The man was just talking normally, but now sweat is pouring down his forehead, veins are bulging on his arms, making him look ferocious and terrifying. There are also faint red blood vessels under his skin, making it look as if it is about to crack open.

At this moment, Pei Heng felt as if he were in a world of extremes, with the water being cold and his body being hot. He could even feel the blood flowing through his muscles with each breath.

He was used to it; this kind of torment had followed him since childhood, but this time was different from the past.

A soft little hand gently pressed against Pei Heng's chest. The warmth of the hand brought him a cool comfort, causing a muffled groan to escape his throat once again.

Shen Lingyi looked at him with eyes full of worry and concern, but her voice sounded strangely distant, as if it came from a distant sky.

"Your Majesty, you must be feeling very unwell..."

"I learned a massage technique from Qing Le that can alleviate Your Majesty's pain from the Gu poison. Please bear with it for now. Forgive my presumption."

Pei Heng grabbed her hand tightly, then released it: "Press it as you like, I won't pursue the matter."

Despite Shen Lingyi's claim that it was a way to alleviate his pain, Pei Heng found the following period even more unbearable than when he was alone.

Those soft hands were like serpents, slipping past repeatedly yet impossible to grasp, only stirring up trouble wherever they went, never bothering to extinguish it.

Every time he was about to become ruthless, a painful whimper would come from above his head, filled with accusation. In his hazy state of consciousness, Pei Heng would instinctively let her go whenever he heard this sound.

Then you'll receive a reward: a gentle kiss.

"Your Majesty, you've had a long day." Shen Lingyi kissed Pei Heng's lips. The handsome man, even in his sleep, still pursed his lips, frowned, and was full of defensiveness and unease.

Her kiss was the best weapon to soothe him; you could see his tightly furrowed brows relax slightly, and he slept much more peacefully.

Shen Lingyi placed the person on her lap and called for the people outside to come in and carry their emperor.

The ordeal had not only exhausted Pei Heng, but she was also completely worn out. Her arms were weak and her back ached terribly; she really didn't want to move.

When the others came in, she was playing with Pei Heng's hair.

Suddenly an idea popped into her head. Shen Lingyi took out a dagger and, with a light flick of her wrist, cut off a lock of the emperor's hair.

If Wei Chengrui were here, he would definitely recognize it as the dagger he always carried with him.

The situation in the northern frontier was dire. During those three years, he survived thousands of assassination attempts, both large and small. As a result, he developed the habit of always carrying a dagger with him, so that he could quickly retaliate even if someone came.

This dagger, which had protected him more than once and had been used to subtly threaten Shen Lingyi at her waist during their passionate encounter on the bed, was now being used to cut off another man's hair for her.

Shen Lingyi quickly cut off her own hair, tied the two people's hair together, and placed it on the table in the most conspicuous place near Pei Heng, ensuring that the latter would see it as soon as he opened his eyes.

Married in our youth, our love is unwavering...

Isn't this the most sincere confession?

When Fuquan came in, he saw Shen Lingyi holding their emperor, and when he saw that the ground was covered in water, his eyelids twitched immediately.

It's hard not to make wild guesses from this scene.

However, Shen Lingyi's clothes were still quite neat. The round collar embroidered with silver thread had the buttons in place, and the hem was straightened. Although it seemed that it had been adjusted later, it did not look like that she had taken it off.

"His Majesty is tired. Please trouble Eunuch Fuquan to help him to bed," Shen Lingyi said softly, then gave a small yawn.

Fuquan immediately smiled and said, "It's getting late. This old servant thinks that the Second Miss shouldn't go back. It would be too much trouble. Why don't you stay overnight in the palace?"

Shen Lingyi nodded, showing no objection, since it wasn't the first time.

Fuquan was about to order someone to carry Pei Heng onto the bed, but their emperor was so tall that one person might not be able to lift him.

Seeing this, Shen Lingyi tried to leave, but someone grabbed her hand. When she looked back and met the eunuch's gaze again, she felt a little embarrassed.

Fu Quan wiped his sweat, not daring to reach out and pry Pei Heng's hand away: "It seems His Majesty is used to having people around him."

"Second Miss, look, no outsiders usually come to Zichen Palace, and His Majesty can't wake up..."

"Won't it cause gossip if I stay in the Zichen Palace?"

"No!" Fu Quan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly assured Shen Lingyi.

Indeed, Pei Heng has always been strict in managing the palace, and with the Grand Eunuch in charge, let alone Shen Lingyi staying overnight in Zichen Palace, even if they shared a bed, no one would dare to say anything.

Shen Lingyi hadn't planned to leave, but she reluctantly agreed.

After the chaos of the first half of the night, I slept soundly for the rest of the night.

The next day.

When Shen Lingyi woke up, she subconsciously looked to the other side, but there was no one there, not even the strands of hair tied up on the table.

Only one person could take things away from this palace so openly and brazenly.

When the palace maid saw that she was awake, she brought out breakfast, which was soft and sticky rice porridge with some crisp, sour and spicy radish cubes and a few pieces of pastry. After eating it, one's stomach felt warm and cozy.

Shen Lingyi asked casually, "How is His Majesty?"

For some reason, the palace maid didn't dare to look up at her, and replied cautiously, "His Majesty went to court this morning and instructed us not to wake you, Miss."

"They also said that if the young lady wakes up, they will give this to you."

Shen Lingyi was stunned when she saw the jade pendant handed to her by the palace maid.

The New Year's jade is usually given by elders to younger family members. In previous years, she would receive one from her parents, and that was about it.

The maternal grandfather couldn't send it over from Liangzhou, and the old lady wished Shen Lingyi didn't exist, so why would she send her New Year's jade?

I thought I would only receive two New Year's jade gifts this year, but I didn't expect to receive one more.