"Your Majesty, what is it?"
"Hmm, nothing. Let's begin," Mu Rong Liu Zun said, a hint of embarrassment in his voice. He quickly closed his eyes, suppressing the turmoil in his heart and returning to his senses. He began to channel his energy. His internal energy had always been powerful, and he hoped it could help her repair her damaged internal energy, though he wasn't sure if it would be effective.
Inside the imperial bedchamber, it was quiet and silent. Slowly, a wisp of white smoke rose from above both of their heads. Mu Qingyao's face broke out in a sweat, which gradually trickled down. Her expression was slightly unstable, her breathing rapid, and her body trembled lightly, as if she could not bear it. Her complexion grew redder and redder, and finally, she let out a soft cry.
Mu Rong Liu Zun was startled and abruptly withdrew his hand. Mu Qingyao's body tilted sideways, her eyes tightly shut, completely unconscious. The Emperor's face changed drastically, and he roared.
"Immediately summon the imperial physician, quickly!"
Those outside the bedchamber heard the Emperor's frantic voice and did not dare to delay. Someone had already rushed to find the imperial physician.
Mo Chou and Mo You, not knowing what had happened, anxiously paced back and forth outside the bedchamber. They dared not barge in rashly. It was only when the imperial physician, panting, entered that they dared to follow him into the bedchamber.
On the large bed, the Emperor was holding the Consort tightly. On his usually reserved and composed handsome face, a flicker of panic flashed, followed by icy ferocity. He roared at the imperial physician who had entered, "What are you standing there for? See what has happened to the Consort!"
"Yes, yes," the imperial physician, who had intended to pay his respects to the Emperor, was so frightened by his anger that his hands trembled. He no longer cared about formalities and quickly walked over, signaling the Emperor to lay the Consort down, as it was impossible to maintain normal pulse readings in this position.
After the Emperor had laid her down, the imperial physician quickly took her pulse. Otherwise, he would undoubtedly be killed by the Emperor.
A crowd had gathered around the bed, with the exception of the Emperor, who remained seated on the bed in his posture. Mo Chou and Mei Xin had tears welling up in their eyes, unsure of what had happened in such a short time.
The Consort was covered in sweat, her face flushed, and she was completely unconscious.
The imperial physician examined her repeatedly and finally let go of the Consort's arm with great caution before kneeling to report the situation.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Consort was impacted by a powerful internal energy. Her blood and qi rushed to her head, causing her to faint momentarily. However, she is not seriously injured and will wake up soon."
As soon as the imperial physician finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Mei Xin and Mo Chou looked at the suffering of their mistress and cursed the person who had abducted the Consort more than a hundred times in their hearts. How dare that scoundrel drug the Consort, causing her such suffering?
If she had not lost her internal energy, the Emperor would not have tried to restore it, and the Consort would not have suffered like this.
"The Consort's internal energy is completely lost. Are there any remedies now?"
The Emperor's icy eyes were filled with darkness and extreme displeasure, radiating murderous intent. If he could catch that damned person, he would punish him severely and would never let him off. How dare he do such a thing.
The imperial physician heard the Emperor's words and began to sweat again. He spoke cautiously.
"Your Majesty, in fact, the Consort's internal energy has not been lost; it is still within her body. She was merely drugged. Now, to recover her internal energy, one must obtain the antidote. This type of drug is often used by people of the martial world."
As soon as the imperial physician said this, the Emperor relaxed. He had been too concerned about her, and his concern had clouded his judgment, making him forget to find the antidote as soon as possible. In reality, this was not a major problem.
"Good. The Consort's body is a bit weak. Prescribe some medicine first and then withdraw."
The imperial physician retreated in fear, relieved in his heart that the crisis had passed without any further danger. Mei Xin followed him to get the medicine.
Inside the bedchamber, Mu Rong Liu Zun's face was grim. He said coldly, "Ah Jiu? Immediately inform the Four Great Shadow Guards to obtain the antidote as soon as possible."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Ah Jiu accepted the order and went out to handle the matter.
Inside the bedchamber, Mu Qingyao had already woken up. She looked at the crowd gathered around the bed and raised an eyebrow, feeling a general weakness. She slowly shifted to the other side.
The Emperor's eyes were dark, flickering with concern. He reached out and held her hand. "Yao'er, it will be alright. I have already ordered someone to find the antidote. As long as we get the antidote, everything will be fine."
"It's fine," Mu Qingyao moved, and Mo Chou immediately stepped forward to support her.
She was just more tired than usual and could not exert her internal energy. Her body was not seriously injured. She had felt a surge of energy, a boiling sensation, perhaps because the Emperor's internal energy was too strong, and she had no internal energy. Therefore, her qi and blood had rushed to her head, causing her to faint from being unable to bear it.
Now that she had sweated profusely, she felt fine.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. I am fine. It is more important to handle state affairs."
"Yao'er?" Mu Rong Liu Zun wanted to say something else, but at that moment, a eunuch's voice sounded from outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is waiting outside the Glazed Palace and has something to report to Your Majesty?"
"Go," Mu Qingyao saw his gloomy expression and the concern in his eyes, but she did not move. She quickly reached out to push him. "Go and see if that Yue Jue Temple holds any secrets."
"Alright, then I will come to see you tonight."
Mu Qingyao nodded. The Emperor got out of bed, and a eunuch immediately came to help him put on his golden court boots and tidy his clothes before he walked out with a reserved and composed demeanor.
After the Emperor left, inside the bedchamber, everyone dared to speak. Mo Chou said with a worried expression, "The Consort was inexplicably drugged. What should we do now?"
"It's alright, I won't be seriously injured. Since that person didn't administer poison but only a drug to neutralize internal energy, I believe he had no ill intentions. He only intended to trap me and keep me immobile in that small mountain village. However, I really can't guess what he wants to do."
Mu Qingyao's expression was cold and grave.
"You, Chu Qianyi, I didn't provoke you, but you came to provoke me. Very well, I want to see what your Chu family intends. Could it be that they want to use the Northern Jin King's hand to obtain the throne?"
Seeing the look on her mistress's face, Mo Chou seemed to guess something and asked curiously, "Does the Mistress know who drugged her?"
"I have some guesses."
Mu Qingyao's expression became even colder. Thinking of her setback, she felt a surge of anger. If the eldest young master Chu were in front of her now, she would definitely bite him fiercely. However, should she find the eldest young master Chu to get the antidote?
A dangerous and cold glint flashed in Mu Qingyao's starry eyes. She stared motionlessly at the glazed screen by the bedchamber door.
"Mistress, since you know who drugged you, why not tell the Emperor? Such a person should have their family exterminated. They absolutely cannot be let off. How dare they kidnap the Mistress and then drug her?"
Mo Chou was so angry that her entire face turned pale. She waved her hands vigorously.
Mo You, standing beside her, did not speak but agreed with Mo Chou's thoughts. Such a person dared to lay a hand on their mistress; they should be ordered by the Emperor to have their families exterminated. What hateful and detestable beings.
Mu Qingyao looked at her two subordinates, knowing they cared about her. This was not wrong, but regarding the person who drugged her this time, firstly, she did not have absolute certainty, so how could she rashly accuse the eldest young master Chu? Such a rebellious act, an act that would lead to the extermination of a family.