he red brocade from the horse's head and lifted the curtain to hand it to Rong Jing. Rong Jing reached out and took it. Xian Ge looked at the city gate once more, sighed silently, and returned to his... ignoring his anger and smilingly reminded him, "Uncle Emperor, you are still in bed recovering. You mustn't get angry; it's not good for your health to be overly agitated. Moreover, Aunt is pregnant...