Gu Zhi seemed to understand Shen Roujia’s meaning and her expression returned to normal.
“I was too impatient.”
Shen Roujia sighed.
“Zhi Zhi, don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”
Gu Zhi gave a bitter laugh, her voice filled with immense pain.
Hearing this, Shen Roujia felt a pang in her heart.
At that moment, Xiao Fu came running in urgently.
“Your Highness…”
Shen Roujia and Gu Zhi both looked over at the same time.
“What happened?”
Xiao Fu took a deep breath. “Something has happened in the palace… His Highness wants you to return quickly.”
Shen Roujia frowned slightly and looked at Gu Zhi. “Zhi Zhi, I’ll have someone escort you home first.”
Gu Zhi slowly stood up. “Do you need my help?”
Shen Roujia quickly waved her hand. “No need, let Chang’an take you back.”
Gu Zhi sighed. “Alright, but if you need anything, don’t hesitate to contact me.”
Shen Roujia nodded with a smile. “Okay, you go back and rest well.”
After Gu Zhi left, Shen Roujia dropped her smile and turned to Xiao Fu.
“What happened?”
Xiao Fu looked around and whispered, “Consort Jia… Consort Jia is having complications with her pregnancy, she might give birth prematurely.”
Shen Roujia was stunned. “She’s only been pregnant for a few months, right? Seven months?”
Xiao Fu nodded. “They say her pregnancy is about half a month later than Consort Shu’s.”
Shen Roujia nodded. “Alright, let’s head back quickly.”
Shen Roujia adeptly applied some makeup, put on her veil, and discreetly boarded the carriage to return to the Eastern Palace overnight.
Due to the frequent appearance of such disturbing events, the atmosphere in the palace had become increasingly uneasy.
As soon as Shen Roujia returned to her small courtyard, she saw Gao Huaichang coming out.
“Your Highness.”
Shen Roujia looked puzzled. “What are you doing here?”
Gao Huaichang smiled apologetically. “I came to deliver memorials to His Highness.”
Shen Roujia was taken aback. What? Xu Zening can still stay peacefully in my place?
Gao Huaichang, seeing Shen Roujia say nothing, bowed and left.
Xiao Fu, still somewhat confused, said, “Your Highness, even though it’s summer, the nights are still cool. Let’s go inside.”
With a dark expression, Shen Roujia reluctantly entered the room.
Xu Zening watched Shen Roujia sneak in with her hands behind her back, unable to help but cough lightly.
“You’re back.”
Shen Roujia mumbled, “Your Highness.”
Xu Zening slowly moved his wheelchair closer to Shen Roujia.
Seeing his silhouette gradually come into view by the candlelight, Shen Roujia frowned.
“Your Highness, shouldn’t you be in your own quarters right now?”
Xu Zening found her aloofness amusing and wanted to tease her but didn’t show it overtly.
“Sorry to disappoint you. I’ve arranged for Rong Shuyao to be well taken care of. Even though she’s at the imperial mausoleum, there will be someone to look after her.”
Shen Roujia was completely unprepared for Xu Zening to say something so provocative.
She even thought she might have heard wrong.
“Huh? Are you kidding me? I’m the victim here.”
Xu Zening spread his hands. “Shen Roujia, I admit you are very clever, more clever than I imagined.”
“But do you really think I’m blind? Do you think no one noticed your little tricks?”
Shen Roujia laughed angrily. “You are really something. I don’t want to argue with you.”
Xu Zening chuckled. “Interesting…”
Shen Roujia, annoyed, turned to leave.
Suddenly, Xu Zening said, “You want a divorce, don’t you?”
Shen Roujia was completely thrown off by this. What game is he playing?
She immediately dropped her defensive demeanor and turned around with a bright smile. “Oh? Have you made up your mind, Your Highness?”