She bit her lip and said, "Since the master entered the palace, I haven't seen the master and his wife for a long time. It would be better if they were ordinary people. Even if they are married, they can go home to visit relatives. But the master is already sensitive and misses her.

I can only keep it in my heart, otherwise I will get sick after a long time."

After she finished speaking, she was shocked to realize what she had said. She was so frightened that she knelt down and kowtowed, "I beg your majesty to forgive me. I was so bold as to offend the power of God."

Emperor Xuanzhao did not blame her, "You are also eager to protect the Lord. I understand. You can retreat first."

Emperor Xuan Zhao held her hand carefully and said, "Fu Ronghua, get well soon. I will take you out of the palace to visit relatives."

When Fu Ronghua woke up, it was already dark. Seeing this, Ruixue helped her get up and said, "Master, drink a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

Fu Ronghua pursed his lips and took a sip of tea, "What's wrong with me?"

"The imperial doctor said that the master fell ill due to a heart disease," Ruixue said in a low voice.

Fu Ronghua's fingers trembled slightly, and her whole body felt weak. "So that's how it is," she murmured.

After being helped to lie down again, Fu Ronghua looked at the bed curtains and felt lifeless for a moment.

If she was a mortal fighting a demon, what would be the point of her comeback?

Can Xie Zhao really be able to pay his blood debt with blood, and can the Xie family be destroyed in one fell swoop?

She closed her eyes and felt that she had lost all hope in an instant.

"Master, Your Majesty is here today," Ruixue straightened the quilt for her and spoke softly.

Fu Ronghua nodded and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did your Majesty say anything?"

Ruixue shook her head, "Your Majesty asked the slaves to go out, so he stayed with the master alone all afternoon."

Fu Ronghua hummed slightly and lay in a daze.

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"Zhao Xiurong is ill. It seems to be extremely serious. Today, Imperial Concubine Jiaxian specifically said that she cannot even come to the wake for the Queen Mother." Meng Fangfei was dressed in pajamas and leaned on the bed.

"The imperial doctor from the imperial hospital said that Zhao Xiurong's illness happened suddenly and she fainted in the morning. When the imperial doctor went to see her, she was still fainting." Yanzhi tidied her long hair, then stood up and stepped away.

Meng Fangfei nodded lightly, "The sudden death of the Queen Mother came at an advantage to Xie Zhao. I wanted to see her suffer more, but unexpectedly, the Queen Mother did not hold on."

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"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Xie Chongguang was worried.

Feng Qing's face was pale and his lips were bloodless. He was leaning on the bed, looking as if he was out of breath.

Xie Chongguang wanted to ask several times, but he couldn't.

Feng Qing shook his head slightly, "Nothing, it's just an old problem. It'll be fine if you rest for a while. You can go down first. I'll call you if anything happens."

Xie Chongguang hesitated to speak, but finally turned around and left.

Feng Qing couldn't help but bend down and cough. His long hair was spread out by the shock, and some white was added to the exposed black hair.

Feng Qing closed his eyes. The Xie family could not be destroyed. He had worked hard to manage the Xie family for so long. How could Xie Zhao become a loser?

He didn't allow failure, and he didn't allow anyone to block his chance to see A Wu.

Only Xie Zhao's children can serve as an introduction and are the key to the final step.

Therefore, he wanted to let Xie Zhao gain a firm foothold in the harem at all costs.

At this time, the strange light in the middle of the copper-gold exquisite ball placed on the table had long since disappeared, and the ball had become dim.
Chapter completed!