Imperial Palace.
Inside Yangxin Palace, the Empress was pacing back and forth, her expression somewhat agitated.
"No news of Zhu’er yet?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. We have already arranged personnel to search along the path in Golden Sun State and Tiannan State. Miss Lin has considerable strength, she should be fine," Sun Senior Palace Lady comforted.
The Empress’s brows slightly furrowed.
She knew Lin Jingzhu’s personality well. She wouldn’t rest until she turned the entire mountain upside down.
That place is a land of desolation, plagued by toxic miasma and fierce beasts rampant. If anything goes wrong, she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life!
Thud, thud, thud—
At this moment, there was a knock on the palace door.
A palace servant came in, bowed, and said:
"Your Majesty, Tributor Zhong is here, waiting outside Qianqing Gate."
The Empress waved her hand impatiently, saying, "I’m in no mood to hear his report now, let him go back first."
The palace maid hesitated for a moment and said, "Accompanying him is also Miss Lin, she seems to be in an unusual state..."
"What did you say? Zhu’er is back?"
The Empress suddenly looked up, then picked up her skirt and quickly walked out of the main hall.
Sun Senior Palace Lady hurriedly followed behind.
"Oh dear, Your Majesty, please slow down..."
...
In front of Qianqing Gate.
Zhong Lihe stood with his body stooped, hands hanging down, while Lin Jingzhu stood woodenly beside him, motionless like a wooden sculpture.
Tap, tap, tap—
Upon hearing the urgent footsteps approaching, Zhong Lihe looked up and was instantly stunned.
"Your Majesty?!"
He hurriedly knelt down to pay respects, bowing his head, "Servant pays homage to Her Majesty the Empress!"
However, the Empress directly ignored him, coming before Lin Jingzhu, and concernedly asked, "Zhu’er, where have you been these days? Your aunt was worried to death about you, do you know? Zhu’er, are you alright?"
Lin Jingzhu remained indifferent, her face expressionless, as if she were a walking dead.
The Empress felt a sudden pang in her heart.
Turning to Zhong Lihe, she inquired, "What is going on here?"
Zhong Lihe recounted the previous events in full detail, and said, "Miss Lin is not injured, but perhaps due to deep sorrow in her heart, she couldn’t accept the reality and chose to escape by herself, falling into a state similar to sensory shutdown."
"Sensory shutdown?!"
The Empress’s face changed, and she grabbed Lin Jingzhu’s shoulders, speaking urgently, "Zhu’er, Chen Mo isn’t dead at all, he returned safely several days ago... Zhu’er, did you hear that?"
Lin Jingzhu remained unresponsive, her hollow eyes without focus.
Zhong Lihe sighed softly.
Using such deception, even if it can temporarily awaken her, upon learning the truth later, she would fall into even deeper sorrow from which she would be unable to extricate herself...
It’s no different from drinking poison to quench thirst!
At this moment, his peripheral vision caught two figures, freezing his expression.
"Huh?!"



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