Ronghua Palace.

The night was already dark, but Ning Wanrong had no intention of taking a rest.

Wearing a thick fox fur cloak and holding a stove in her hand, she stood in front of the palace gate and did not move for a long time.

The palace maid following her had already been frozen half of her body, but she did not dare to rush her.

The two of them followed her line of sight and asked, "Madam, what are you looking at? You are so absorbed in looking at it, how come you didn't see anything?"

Ning Wanrong smiled and said nothing.

After a while, the little palace maid said: "Your Majesty, your hand stove is cold. I will help you change it."

"No need, I will go back in a moment."

The little palace maid suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Slave, I'm going to prepare hot water right now."

Ning Wanrong seemed not to have heard anything and still looked in the direction of Wangyou Hall, "Calculating the time, it's time to arrive."

"Your Majesty, what did you say?" Another maid asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, I'm waiting for someone."

"Waiting for someone?" The little palace maid was even more confused and followed her line of sight again, "That side seems to be in the direction of Wangyou Palace. I heard that after the empress who lived there before fell ill and died, Wangyou Palace became idle.

, seems to have been abandoned for a long time.”

After Xin Yao left the palace, Helian Ye changed all the palace attendants in Ronghua Palace and ordered that no one was allowed to step into Wangyou Palace, so the palace servants currently serving in Ronghua Palace had never been to Wangyou Palace.

, and I don’t know who lived there before.

"Yeah." Ning Wanrong nodded.

"Who are you waiting for..." As soon as the little palace maid opened her mouth, Ning Wanrong hissed softly.

She stared unblinkingly in the direction of Wangyou Palace, with a faint curl at the corner of her mouth, "Here we come, people."

The little palace maid looked at her expression, and a chill suddenly ran down her spine.

Turning her eyes subconsciously, she saw a lamp in the palace that had been abandoned for a long time. She was so frightened that her face turned pale, "Mother, there is, there is a ghost..."

"Go back." Ning Wanrong calmly withdrew her gaze.

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Wangyou Palace.

The man dressed in bright yellow stood in front of the couch, looking at the pale woman on the couch, his eyebrows furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan".

At this time, his chest was still heaving violently.

Just now he carried the person all the way here and placed the person safely on the couch before he had time to breathe.

The imperial doctor who came in a hurry saw this scene and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "I have seen the emperor, the emperor is..." He put down the medicine box and was about to take Helian Ye's pulse.

But He Lianye waved his hand, "It's not me, let her see."

The imperial doctor then raised his eyes and looked towards the couch, his eyes met the pale face, and his face instantly turned pale.

This, isn't this the Xin Gui man who died suddenly a few months ago? How could it be...

He soon realized that he seemed to know some palace secrets that he shouldn't know, and his body suddenly started to tremble.

Impatience flashed in He Lianye's eyes, "What are you still waiting for? See the doctor!"

"Yes, I obey the order." Under the pressure, he couldn't care less about his fear and crawled to the bed.

"Excuse me...I'm sorry for your trouble...please extend your hand."

Xin Yao glanced at the man in front of the couch with her kitten-like eyes, and slowly stretched out her wrist.

After checking his pulse, the imperial doctor hurriedly knelt down at Helian Ye's feet, his voice filled with joy, "Congratulations to your Majesty, congratulations to your Majesty, your noble lord... you are very happy!"

"What did you say?" He Lianye grabbed the doctor's shirt, his face was terrifyingly gloomy.
Chapter completed!