Qin Zhaotian scratched his scalp and couldn't find an answer.
Perhaps, only his queen knows the true answer to this matter.
Qin Zhaotian sighed deeply.
For a moment, I felt sad.
However, whoever it is, probably wouldn’t let it go.[
The woman who had just been helped to the back position turned her back and offered him a bowl of poisonous soup.
.............
After sleeping all night, Qin Shi opened his eyes at dawn.
Although he was in a dark room, his body could sense time, and when he woke up every day, he would automatically open his eyes, exactly.
Mumu curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly.
He was not feeling well, so she went through the trouble with him. He didn't eat well, didn't sleep well, and had to be constantly vigilant to see if there would be any danger when he was weak.
Within the palace, even Qin Zhaotian's place would not be absolutely safe.
Once upon a time, this place was filled with people from all walks of life, serving palace people, each with their own thoughts and their own masters.
In name, the emperor is superior,
In fact, anything can be exchanged for loyalty to the emperor.
As long as there are enough yellow and white things, there will be no unbreakable fortress.
He carefully pushed Mumu's body to the innermost part of the bed, wrapped her in a brocade quilt, and then tiptoed out of the bed, stretching her muscles a little.
The dark wall connected to the outside world silently flipped and opened.
Qin Zhaotian was still wearing the same dragon robe as yesterday, but it was wrinkled for some reason, making him look a bit embarrassed and decadent.
"Prince, are you awake?"
"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
His voice was a little low, probably because he was afraid of disturbing Mu Mu who was resting on the bed, so he simply put away all the emperor's pretensions.
Qin Shi nodded, also dressed in rumpled princely clothes, and walked towards the emperor, "It's nothing serious."