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1235. Chapter 1235 Healing the cracks 7

Luo Jia sighed, "You must take good care of the Empress, wait for her to wake up and make her think about everything."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Luo Jia walked to the door, remembered something, and turned back: "When the Empress wakes up, tell her that the Queen is tolerant and generous, and is definitely not a person who can tolerate others! Concubine Zhang will never be in any danger, so she will relax!



"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then Luo Jia stepped out.

As soon as he left, Concubine Zhang immediately opened her eyes. Xiaopiao had already left and closed the door.

"Empress, have you heard it? Your Majesty has said that you are absolutely in danger. You are asking you to live a safe life. Your Majesty clearly wants to protect you..."

Of course, Zhang Jieyu could hear it clearly. The pain in her legs was so painful that she received such a coupon for death. Sweat came out from her forehead, and then she said weakly: "I'm so hungry, come and give you food soon.

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The delicious dishes that had been prepared were immediately placed on the table.

She ate and chewed, this was the first step in the fight. She had to fight against the dead fat ball with a good body. Since the "Stylish Skin" was searched, she was worried all day long, afraid that the queen would give her ideas.

What a serious sin? Since that's the case, it's better to start yourself first.

In the evening, the heavy snow had stopped.

Fangfei has looked at the door for many times, but His Majesty still hasn't come back.

Working overtime again? Which woman will it smell like tonight?

Hongyun ran up quietly, his voice was very low, and he was a little panicked: "Empress, Your Majesty is going to the Liuli Palace again."

Her heart sank.

"Empress... That Concubine Zhang is so shameless. Her palace maid said she was sick and was dying. She was obviously pretending to be sick..."

She shook her hand and stopped Hongyun from talking further.

It’s not that I don’t pursue it, but that I feel tired and don’t want to ask. In essence, I am still a romanceist who wants to achieve a kind of perfection - this kind of perfection is not something that can be obtained by force. It must come from the true intention.

She didn't even know when such an "ideal" began to emerge - her heart was the same, and she would grow old until she was old! She had to marry this man and had such rights and demands, right?


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