Her voice was choked: "Stop being hypocritical, you just want me to die..."
He was slightly absentminded, this little person, how often had he really wanted her to die?
"Little one, I never wanted you to die."
"???" She looked at him in surprise in the dark night. Maybe it was the night and the tranquility, Luo Jia, he actually looked like a good person, as if what he said was true.
"Fangfei, maybe Zuo Shufei's miscarriage was really not your fault..."
"It wasn't me in the first place!"
He was even more pleased with her confident answer. He would rather see her retort like this instead of being angry. "Fangfei, I believe you."
She wiped her tears and said a little doubtfully: "Your Majesty, haven't you found out who did it yet?"
He shook his head feebly. He couldn't find out at all. Just like the prince's illness, he couldn't find out who did it. Everything could only be attributed to God's will.
Fang Fei thought of these questions, but didn't dare to say, so what? Can this change her fate of being burned? Her mind was racing with thoughts, how could Luo Jia agree to let her go? This was the most important thing.
"Fangfei, a lot of things have happened this year, alas..."
"Why didn't your great god protect you? Could it be that if I ran away, the great god wouldn't protect you?"
She was gloating about her misfortune, but Luojia closed his eyes again and did not even scold her. After a long time, he whispered: "Fangfei, you don't understand my hard work. The ministers are scheming, and no one can share my worries, let alone the harem.
I have said that there is competition for favor and profit, but I can’t tell which one is true. Fortunately, continuous rains began this spring, which eased the drought. Crops began to grow again, and cattle and sheep began to flock again. I am too tired, and I just want to
Take a break, take a break secretly..."
Fang Fei opened her eyes wide and didn't understand why he said this. She didn't know what the conspiracy was in the palace. She thought Luo Jia lived in the wine pond and meat forest every day, and how happy he was.
"Does an emperor also have worries? Don't emperors always do whatever they want? Eat whatever they want? If the emperor is still worried, we won't have to live anymore..."