Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Three
The early autumn night was a bit cold. It was rare that Fu Ronghua did not fall asleep today, and the voice of Emperor Xuan Zhao had long been gone.
She hugged the quilt and started to do it, clasping her fingers slightly. This time she could see Sister Xie during this trip away from the clan, which made her somewhat happy in her heart.
Emperor Xuan Zhao stood in the courtyard, the long sword in his hand covered in blood, falling drop by drop.
There were corpses lying on the ground. Commander Ye stood behind him and said, "Sir."
Emperor Xuan Zhao raised his head and said, "Take the body away, don't scare the madam."
"Yes." Commander Ye motioned to the guards behind him to take action.
Emperor Xuan Zhao handed him the sword, turned around and walked into the house.
"Your Majesty?" Fu Ronghua's soft voice sounded.
Emperor Xuan Zhao's solemn expression softened, "Why are you awake?" He walked over and put his arms around her.
Fu Ronghua pursed his lips and asked, "What are you doing, Your Majesty?"
"Of course something happened," he pinched the tip of her nose, "Go to bed quickly."
Fu Ronghua nodded lightly, leaned into his arms and slowly closed his eyes.
The next day, the weather cleared and the carriage started. Emperor Xuan Zhao took Fu Ronghua into the carriage.
Fu Ronghua asked curiously, "Master, you won't be riding a horse today?"
Emperor Xuan Zhao chuckled, "Wouldn't it be nice to stay with you?"
Fu Ronghua smiled and squeezed his sleeves, "Okay."
Emperor Xuan Zhao's eyes darkened a bit, "I got up early today. You need to sleep for a while. I'll call you when you get there."
Fu Ronghua closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face was slightly red.
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Deep in the palace, Xie Zhao's eyes fell heavily on the palace in the distance, "Your Majesty did not enter the harem yesterday?"
"Never," Jade lowered her eyebrows and said.
Xie Zhao thought thoughtfully, "That's right. Now that the Queen Mother is newly deceased, I'm afraid your Majesty has no intention of having an heir."
She stroked her belly with her fingers, "I don't know when I will get what I want."
Pearl's eyes flashed, "Mother, this matter cannot be rushed."
"I also know," she sat on the chair, tapping the armrest with her slender, armored fingers, "but I always feel uneasy."
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When Fu Ronghua woke up, Emperor Xuan Zhao was no longer in the carriage, and she raised the handkerchief on the side with her fingers.
Seeing this, Zi You quickly said, "Master, you're awake."
Fu Ronghua hummed slightly, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, "What time has it been?"
"It's only been half an hour," Zi You picked up the hot tea on the side, "Master, drink some tea."
Fu Ronghua nodded slightly and sat up slightly, "Now outside the palace, I don't know how Ruixue and the others are doing."
"Miss Ruixue is calm, she must be fine," Zi You comforted her.
Fu Ronghua's eyes deepened. This time when she returned to the palace, Nanny Yang was nowhere to be seen, and she didn't look for her.
Just like, this person has never appeared in Qiushui Palace.
Aunt Yang's departure also seems to be a signal. It seems that His Majesty has a new plan.
Her purpose began to change after she noticed His Majesty's change.
No one knows Emperor Xuan Zhao's heart better than her. This is an emperor who puts the world first. He is a qualified emperor. Maybe he was once in love with her.
But in front of the world, she can only be given up. For an emperor, this is normal.
But Fu Ronghua has a small heart. She wants to stand on a high place and be the person that no one can give up, instead of throwing her into the abyss with a casual word.
Chapter completed!