Outside the door, a little palace maid was waiting for her, kneeling on the ground, crying: "Your Majesty, Concubine Zhang is seriously ill, please go and see..."
Luo Jia had a good business accident: "How could Concubine Zhang be seriously ill?"
"The Empress is not good, she will not stick to water and rice for a day. Please go and see her, otherwise she will die... Your Majesty... Please..."
Luo Jia hesitated: "If you are sick, go to the imperial physician."
Seeing his expression, the palace maid kowtowed quickly: "Your Majesty, please, Empress... Her heart is sick... Her mother is about to die. Please, just treat it as saving her life... Please...
…”
"this……"
"Your Majesty..." The little palace maid kept kowtowing, almost bleeding. Luo Jia was helpless and had to agree.
The palace maid was overjoyed and immediately took Luo Jia to the Liuli Palace.
Zhang Jieyu was lying on the bed. She was really not in water and rice this day. In order to make the reality, she was already dizzy and had her lips dry and chapped, and her whole complexion was as clear as earth.
"The Emperor is here."
She was overjoyed and came, and His Majesty was really here.
Xiaopiao said: "Empress, Your Majesty, what should I do?"
I told Your Majesty that I was critically ill, so I was able to visit His Majesty. If I saw that I was not that serious, wouldn’t everything be in vain? She gritted her teeth and said, “Don’t panic…”
While speaking, he actually took a fruit knife on the table and stabbed it on his former injured and fell thigh, causing a thunder.
"God, you..."
Her face turned pale and she almost fainted from pain. Although the knife only cut the skin, the pain was far better than the pain of falling, but it could not be seen in the bandaged wound.
Blood was already oozing from the wound bandaged on the leg. When Luo Jia came in, he saw this pale face. He struggled from the bed and was hungry for a day. He also stabbed the wound with a double pain. Zhang
Jieyu really didn't have to pretend - she was almost fainted.