Understanding what Zhulan meant, Zhumei turned around and left. Zhulan held an umbrella, sighed slightly, and walked towards Fengning...
The top of the head was a little darker in vain, and his eyes were raised slightly. He saw an open orchid paper umbrella, and his jade eyes were wet, "Zhulan, have you ever tasted the feeling of letting the person you are closest to deny your existence?" He used it inadvertently.
The tone of speaking in the previous life was light and ethereal.
Hearing this, Zhulan felt her heart sink, but she didn't know how to answer, so she whispered: "Master, the weather is cold and you are in critical condition. Please follow me back to the palace." Something is wrong with the master today, but I heard from Prime Minister Nalan.
What was said?
The night was strangely quiet, and the imperial palace was covered with the bright silvery color of the moonlight, which made it even more eerie at first glance.
A figure hurried past. The night patrol guards were all well-trained, but they didn't notice it at all. They only saw Manager Lin walking alone in the winding corridor with his usual indifferent expression.
The figure fell into Yunran Palace, and the bamboo plum at the door immediately saluted, "Your Majesty."
Zi Yuqi stepped directly into the threshold, with a cold light on his charming and cold handsome face, and said in a gloomy tone, "What's going on?"
Zhumei followed behind him. She was used to seeing His Majesty's strange expression, but now she became more serious and worried. She was a little stunned, but she responded in a measured manner: "I'm afraid the master has caught cold in the imperial garden."
Zhulan wiped the fine sweat from the forehead of the woman on the bed. When she saw His Majesty here, she immediately knelt down to say hello, "Kowtow to Your Majesty."
Zi Yuqi came to the couch and took a look at the appearance of the person on the couch. Two clear and frightening beams of ice and fire suddenly condensed between the blue eyes, his expression suddenly darkened, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became terrifying and frightening. He frowned.
The moment he waved his sleeves and went out, Zhumei immediately felt a heart-pounding pain in his stomach, but he didn't dare to move to cover it up. The corners of his lips had already oozed red, and he knelt on the ground in fear, "This slave deserves to die, Your Majesty, forgive me."
He glared at the beggar with a sinister look, and then his eyes turned soft and distressed. Caught cold? Ning'er has deep inner strength to protect her body, how could she let herself catch a cold? Could it be that he did too much today and hurt her?
Heart, neglecting its own ability to protect the body?
Looking at her frown, her forehead dripping with sweat, her trembling eyelashes, her restless expression, and her breathing a little urgent, she is clearly trapped by a nightmare. Nightmare? Looking back on what I have known about her since we met, I have never seen her before.
Why is she so anxious and restless? Would such an indifferent and casual person be trapped by worldly things and panic in her sleep? Or was she hiding it too well, pretending to be temperamental, and not letting anyone see the fragility deep in her soul?
Pulling the brocade from Zhulan's hand, who was still kneeling on the ground, and wiping the beads of sweat for her, Zi Yuqi really regretted it more and more as she thought about it. She also thought about how, with Ning'er's ability, how could she let a person
The position of emperor and empress is bound, but if she does not do this, how can she be
Staying close to him would not make him feel that she was in his arms but far away in his heart, so he made arrangements cruelly. He also thought that the position of emperor and empress was nothing, but if he could comfort his heart and let her get closer to him,
He will do whatever it takes to hurt her.
She sighed with a clenched heart, and was about to hand the Mianjin to Zhulan to wet it, but she suddenly grabbed her tightly. After a moment of surprise, she heard her restless and painful voice, "No, don't leave me."
Alone in the ward, mom——, mom——, don’t leave me, I’m so scared, grandma, grandma, I’m not——a broom star, don’t——hit me, mom——, I’m in so much pain, don’t