After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

Emperor Jiade stared at the twenty-seventh prince who was kicking his legs hard on the bed with a smile on his face, and said without turning his head: "Li girl, what did you say?

Go visit Concubine Yun?"

His eyes were always on the little meat ball, as if he was attracted by the little guy.

Li Shiliu withdrew her hand that was trying to tease the little meat ball and looked at Emperor Jiade helplessly.

She sighed softly, then replied softly, "Yes, Your Majesty. I want to visit Concubine Yun."

Emperor Jiade then slowly turned around and frowned slightly.

He looked at Li Shiliu and said in a serious tone: "Li girl, come with me." After that, he walked out of the room first, and Li Shiliu followed closely behind.

Li Shiliu followed Emperor Jiade obediently, and the two came to an empty courtyard. The environment here was quiet and the air was fresh, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Emperor Jiade stopped and turned to face Li Shiliu. His expression became solemn, and a complex light flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and signaled everyone around to leave. After a while, the courtyard became clean and there was no one else.

Emperor Jiade took a deep breath and said slowly: "Girl Li, it would be good for you to go and take a look.

Concubine Yun is seriously ill and may not recover in a short time. If you go to see her, maybe it will make her feel better.

Also, please tell Concubine Yun to rest and recuperate, and she doesn’t need to worry about other things.”

Li Shiliu lowered her head and responded respectfully: "Yes..."

She knew in her heart that there must be a deeper meaning behind what Emperor Jiade said. Concubine Yun's illness was probably not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and there must be some other hidden story.

…………

Li Shiliu stood at the gate of Zhongcui Palace, looked up at the vermilion door, and couldn't help feeling a surge of emotion in her heart.

She remembered that the Zhongcui Palace was always full of flowers, people coming and going, and was full of vitality.

But now, there are only withered yellow leaves left in the flower beds and only a few palace servants, making the entire palace look particularly lonely and depressed.

Li Shiliu took a deep breath, ignored the curious look from the old palace maid who was sweeping the floor, and walked straight towards the closed gate of Zhongcui Palace.

She gently pushed the door open, and with a heavy creaking sound, a dim interior appeared before her eyes. Only a little sunlight came in through the gaps in the window, barely illuminating part of the space.

Li Shiliu looked carefully and found that Concubine Yun's personal maid, Aunt Fangruo, was holding a bowl of medicine, preparing to feed it to Concubine Yun who was half lying on the bed.

She stepped forward quickly, bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings to Concubine Yun."

"Princess Sheng An is here. Please sit down and wait for a moment until I drink this bowl of medicine..."

Concubine Yun smiled and said, her voice weak but elegant. Li Shiliu noticed that although Concubine Yun looked sick and haggard, her face was pale, but her eyes were still bright, and her spirit was still there.

Reaching out to gather a strand of hair that had fallen, Concubine Yun did not wait for Fang Ru to make a move. She picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Then she pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the medicine stains on the corners of her mouth. She put the empty bowl on the tray and then turned to look at Li Shiliu, who was the same as always. She smiled and said, "I haven't seen Princess Sheng'an for a while. It seems that you are doing well in Duke Yue's mansion. You are a little plumper than before."