Closing his eyes and opening them again, Ling Aojue had regained his composure. The appearance of this woman was really strange. The woman in front of him was not his Wan'er. Since she had the intention to pretend to be Wan'er and get close to him, naturally he couldn't send her away so kindly?
Thinking of this, Ling Aojue glanced at Daimi, and said calmly to Zhan Yang behind him, "Place her in Zhuqing Palace for the time being."
"yes."
Zhan Yang found someone to carry Dai Mi to Zhuqing Palace. Because of this episode, Ling Aojue changed his steps and walked back to his own palace.
Zhan Yang quickly returned to Ling Aojue's side.
Ling Aojue raised his eyes and glanced at him, half-smiling but not smiling, "Zhanyang, what do you think of this matter?"
"Reporting to your Majesty, I think this matter is not simple. The woman is most likely someone sent by the Queen Mother."
"Oh? How do you know that?" Ling Aojue raised his lips and raised a bloody smile. Could they help it?
Then he doesn't mind accompanying them and having fun.
"The timing of her appearance was too coincidental, and someone deliberately lured her subordinates away that day."
"Zhanyang, I found that your brain is getting better and better."
"I don't dare to do that. Your Majesty is flattering you."
"When did you learn to fly and dare to talk nonsense with me? Okay, go down and find out the origin of that woman."
"Yes, I'll go right away!"
Ling Aojue looked out the window with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about. He stood up and walked towards Qingyi's bedroom again.
Due to several days of sleeplessness, Qingyi was not only comatose, but also developed a low-grade fever. Xiaomei walked anxiously in front of the bed. The doctor came to take a look, but it didn't seem to be getting better.
She is the lowest level snake demon. She can only transform into a human, but she doesn't know any magic, let alone use magic to cure diseases.
"Princess, the king is injured and fell down. Why are you also sick? What should you call the slave?" Xiaomei grabbed her hair and wanted to scream loudly. If only Xiaozhu was here, Xiaozhu would definitely be able to do something.
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Xiaomei was anxious here, and suddenly the person on the bed let out a slight cry. Xiaomei was stunned and shouted excitedly, "Princess, princess, are you awake? How do you feel?"
"Xiaomei, where is uncle? Why am I here?" Qingyi twisted her face and asked in a hoarse voice.
She felt very uncomfortable now, had a headache, felt dizzy, her whole body was hot, and her throat hurt. She wanted to sit up, but as soon as she put her little hand on the bed, she felt a stabbing pain in her wrist.
"Princess, please be careful. Your hand was cut and you are still running a fever!" Xiaomei felt anxious and rushed forward to help Qingyi up in distress.
Qingyi sat on the bed and showed a sweet smile, "Xiaomei, this is just a minor illness. I want to see my uncle. He hasn't woken up all the time. I'm so worried about him."
Qingyi got up as he spoke. Xiaomei rubbed her hands back and forth. Not knowing how to stop it, she heard a deep magnetic voice coming from outside the door, "Xiaoxiao, are you in there?"
Yeah, it’s uncle!
Qing Yi heard this familiar voice, Shui Ling's eyes suddenly burst out with bright light. He was about to run out, but when he remembered the injury on his hand, he immediately took half a step back.
Last time, she was injured, and the uncle was very angry. He beat Xiaozhu and Xiaomei until their skin and flesh were bruised. He also wanted to drive Xiaozhu and Xiaomei out and no longer let them take care of her.