Luo Qing Chen narrowed her eyes to look at Xiao Lan before finally turning to Wen De, âNo need, you donât need to send food to me.â
âThis......â
âHow could someone who lives in the cold palace have someone important in the palace deliver food to me.â
The previous hostâs memories of Xiao Lan werenât deep, but Xiao Lan looked good and when she was in the Supreme Harmony Hall, she had some impressions of her.
She definitely wasnât a normal maid, she should be Lin Nan Yiâs personal maid.
âBut your highness......â
âThereâs no buts, you just need to send some words for me.â
âPlease tell me......â
âAsk him to believe.....believe what I told him yesterday.â
â
When Wen De returned to the Supreme Harmony Hall, he was faced with a dark look on Lin Nan Yiâs face.
His complexion didnât seem bad today, his pale face had a bit of blood in it.
âShe wonât eat?â Lin Nan Yi knitted his brows. No matter what the situation was before, she wouldnât treat herself poorly.
No matter how forced she was, she would eat or drink what she should, she wouldnât play a joke with her body.
But what did she want to do now?
âHelp me watch over her, report to me if anything happens.â He narrowed his eyes as a glint appeared in it, âDonât let her die.â
âYes. Right emperor, miss Yue is here for an audience.â
âLet her come in.â
He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the empty porcelain vase on the table, feeling a feeling that he couldnât describe.
He wasnât willing to throw away the things he gave her. He couldnât tell the imperial doctor, he couldnât tell anyone.
They had met alone yesterday, if something were to happen to him, he wouldnât be able to make sure she would be safe.
Therefore, he accepted Yue Cai Zhiâs medicine. The imperial doctor said that this medicine was only good for nourishing his body and wouldnât help the poison in his body.
But when he got up this morning, he felt like his body was as light as a swallow.
All his blood was no longer suppressed and the qi in dantian was very smooth.
There was only one reason, the medicine she gave him was the real antidote.
At the same time, Lin Dong Xue in the Cold West Hall clenched his fists with an unwilling look in his eyes.
âYour highness......â
âDonât say anything.â He gave a soft sigh, âShe finally received what she wanted, I should be happy for her.â
âBut your highness is clearly.....the one who is sincere towards miss Yue!â The maid Ying Ying standing on the side slightly knitted her brows, âAnd the emperor......is about to......â
âYou canât speak nonsense!â Lin Nan Yi coldly looked at her, âWithout reaching the final moment, I will not give up on big brother. She should......feel the same!â
Lin Dong Xue liked Yue Cai Zhi, Yue Cai Zhi liked Lin Nan Yi, Lin Nan Yi liked Luo Qing Chen......
This was the endless cycle over the years, never ending and never being able to end.
âYes, your highness.â Ying Ying quickly kneeled down, âThis servant deserves death.â
âRise.â He let out a long breath, âLuo Qing Chen is locked in the Fierce Spirit Hall?â
âYes, Wen De already sent breakfast over, but he was rejected.â
âRejected?â Lin Dong Xue knitted his brows as he said in a confused voice, âIt canât be that she canât think this through.....â
The early spring before winter ended was especially cold and Luo Qing Chen was shivering even with two quilts over her.
This kind of world without heating, so there was a bit of helplessness when it came to nature.
âSave me, save me, save me!â
âStop making noise!â
When she was planning on taking a nap, she never thought that she would be woken up by sounds that came from outside.
She put on a robe and walked out.
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