A host of palace maids turned Qingya Residence upside down, but they found nothing.
During dinner, Xia Ruqing yawned several times in a row. She had no appetite and didn't even glance at the chrysanthemum-filled mooncakes she had wanted to eat since morning. After drinking two sips of soup, she fell asleep.
When Zhao Junyao arrived, the inner chamber had already been curtained for the night. In the great hall, only the Wetnurse Nanny was playing with Little Bun.
Sensing something was wrong with his mother, Little Bun would stop playing to look into the inner chamber. Seeing his father arrive, he hurriedly waddled forward.
"Greetings to Father Emperor!"
His little body performed the salutation quite properly.
Zhao Junyao smiled and held him in his embrace. "Where is your Mother Consort?"
"Mother Consort is tired, sleeping..." The toddler's soft, childish voice was tender.
