The first thousand two hundred and sixty seventh chapters made a misunderstanding
"Get out!" Yan Yimo put his hands on his forehead and spoke in a vicissitudes of tone. From the time when the imperial list was released to now, countless doctors have said this. Xu Chu's eyes were filled with tears, and Zhaoyang was also anxious. Suddenly, he thought of Ji again.
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Right! How could I forget this?
"Father, Emperor and Mother! Ji Hen!" Zhaoyang said hurriedly.
"Yes! There is Mr. Ji, but he is far away in East Vietnam. What should we do?" Xu Chu calmed down again.
"I'll send out invitations right away!" Yan Yimo stood up without saying a word.
"Father, there's no need! Mr. Ji will arrive in Chenyang tomorrow!" Zhaoyang's brows stretched.
"Really Zhaoyang?" Xu Chu couldn't believe it.
"Is this true?" Yan Yimo also couldn't believe it.
"It's absolutely true!" Zhaoyang said with a faint smile.
"Great! Gong Yueyue is saved!" Xu Chu burst into tears with laughter. Yan Yimo also felt relieved.
Zhaoyang secretly patted his head. Why did he forget this matter in such a hurry? Since his father issued the imperial list, the person Gong Yueyue likes should also know about it! Will he sneak into the palace in a hurry?
Come here? But the father, the emperor, and the empress have been staying here. If he sneaked into the palace, he would not be able to get close to Gong Yueyue. Zhaoyang thought for a while, and then said: "Father, the emperor, mother, it is late at night, you guys
Go back and rest!”
"No, Gong Yueyue is so ill now, I have to keep her company." Xu Chu objected: "Your Majesty, you have to go to court tomorrow, so go back and rest first!"
"Gong Yueyue is not your daughter alone. Besides, Mr. Ji will arrive in Chenyang tomorrow, so I should be there to take care of him!"
Zhaoyang had a headache looking at the two of them: "Father, Emperor and Mother! As long as I am here to take care of you, you can all go back and rest! If Gong Yueyue wakes up tomorrow and sees you looking haggard, she will definitely feel very guilty.
!" Zhaoyang said vividly.
Zhao Changyuan was leaning against the pillar next to the window of the main hall, and he could roughly hear the conversation inside. As long as the emperor and queen left, it would be much more convenient for him. Zhao Changyuan was hiding in the dark and waiting quietly.
Yan Yimo and Xu Chu thought it made sense, but when they saw their pale-faced daughter, they hesitated. Seeing this, Zhaoyang seemed to be going to be harsh.
"Mother, you have just recovered from a serious illness, how can you endure staying up late? Zhaoyang will take good care of your sister!"
"Yes! Ah Chu, let's go back first! Nothing will happen to Zhaoyang here!" Yan Yimo began to worry about Xu Chu.
After hearing what the two said, Xu Chu nodded. She couldn't fall down. Gong Yueyue was still ill. She had to take care of herself first.
Seeing that his words had an effect, Zhaoyang quickly added: "Okay, if anything happens, I will send someone to inform you as soon as possible! Go back and rest!" After hearing Zhaoyang's words, Xu Chu nodded and took a step forward.
Turning around three times, he and Yan Yimo left the Changle Hall.
After the two left, Zhaoyang walked to the door and ordered all the people watching the night to retreat outside the main hall. Although everyone was confused, they had to listen to the princess's order and retreated outside the main hall obediently.
Zhaoyang returned to Gong Yueyue's bedside, twisted the towel with his own hands, and wiped Gong Yueyue's cheeks: "Gong Yueyue, you have to get better soon! Sister, I still want to see you get married!"
Zhao Changyuan didn't understand at first why Zhaoyang called for retreat, but after hearing what was said inside, he felt relieved. If he went in now, she wouldn't do anything to him? Anyway, he could just stop her first, as long as she didn't say anything.
, everything will go smoothly. Thinking, Zhao Changyuan gently pushed open the window, jumped in, and closed the window again. Zhao Changyuan's movements were so light that Zhaoyang didn't notice it at all. Through the partition curtain, Zhao Changyuan could faintly see
Seeing Gong Yueyue lying on the bed, he began to feel pain in his heart. The pain was worry and self-blame. Zhao Changyuan was about to knock Zhaoyang unconscious when he heard her talking to herself again.
"Alas! I don't know if the person you like has sneaked into the palace, but I have made all preparations for you!" Zhaoyang looked at Gong Yueyue, who had been unconscious, and said worriedly.
When Zhao Changyuan heard this, it turned out that he was allowed to sneak in to see Gong Yueyue, and then he blocked everyone. Zhao Changyuan stretched out his hand to lift the partition curtain, and then Gong Yueyue came into his eyes clearly. When Zhaoyang heard the movement, he turned his head,
Looking at Zhao Changyuan, who was dressed in black and masked, he started to feel a little scared. After all, the details of the visitor were unclear. Zhaoyang said tremblingly: "You...are you...Shen Yang?"
Zhao Changyuan nodded, pulled down his mask, and walked quickly to Gong Yueyue's bed. Zhaoyang looked at everything in front of him dullly, and quickly stepped back. Zhaoyang saw Zhao Changyuan's face clearly, and also saw the emotion in his eyes.
Painful, indeed, only such a man is worthy of Gong Yueyue!
"I'll wait outside first. If anything happens, I'll tell you." Zhao Yang reminded him, looking at Zhao Changyuan's back.
"Thank you!" Zhao Changyuan said softly, Zhaoyang nodded and walked out.
Zhao Changyuan looked at the little man lying on the bed, his face was extremely pale, his brows were slightly furrowed, but he just didn't want to open his eyes.
A man in black clothes gently fell to the ground next to the window, pierced the paper window, and looked closely at the situation inside, but saw a scene that he couldn't accept! He was so angry that he broke the window and entered! Zhao Changyuan was disturbed by the sudden sound.
Looking sideways with cold eyes, Zhaoyang was startled by the voice and quickly opened the door and went in.
"Where did this prodigal son come from?! He actually dared to sneak into the palace and belittle our princess!" Yan Jingrong's eyebrows were solemn and his tone was stern. He originally wanted to grab Zhao Changyuan's shoulder, but failed.
Zhao Changyuan easily dodged Yan Jingrong and stood aside with a sneer on his lips, ignoring him. Yan Jingrong saw Zhao Changyuan's face and expression clearly, and became even more angry. He used all his inner strength to gather his palms and prepared to strike at Zhao Changyuan.
"Uncle Wang! Stop!" Zhaoyang shouted repeatedly. Yan Jingrong slowly withdrew his inner strength and looked at Zhaoyang in confusion.
"What's going on?" Yan Jingrong's tone seemed to be questioning.
"There is someone around him who can save Gong Yueyue!" Zhaoyang walked up to Yan Jingrong, stared at him for a while, and said without any tone.
"Even if we can save Gong Yueyue, we can't do what we just did!" Yan Jingrong was still furious.
Zhaoyang didn't speak anymore, turned around and looked at Zhao Changyuan, frowning slightly, not knowing how to say it, lowering his head slightly. Uncle Wang liked Gong Yueyue, he already knew it, but if he told Uncle Wang now, Gong Yueyue
The person Yueyue likes is Zhao Changyuan. According to Uncle Wang's character, he doesn't know what kind of actions he will make. The wrinkles between Zhaoyang's brows become deeper and deeper.
"Shen... Shen Yang..." The person on the bed murmured, and the three people turned their heads. Zhao Changyuan stepped over, squatted next to him, held Gong Yueyue's hand, and his eyes overflowed with brilliance: "Gong Yueyue
!I'm here, I'm by your side! Gong Yueyue!" Zhao Changyuan called Gong Yueyue in a very soft voice. Gong Yueyue seemed to hear it, and the hand being held tightened. Zhaoyang also stood up when he heard the sound.
Beside the bed, he looked at Gong Yueyue worriedly.
"Who are you?!" Yan Jingrong's body gradually radiated a chill, and his heart felt as if someone had stabbed it with a needle. Even though he was unconscious, the name you called was still not my name. (To be continued)