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Chapter one hundred and eighty

He clenched his fists to hide the murderous intent in his eyes, looked deeply at Fu Ronghua, turned and left.

In the courtyard, Emperor Xuan Zhao noticed something and turned around, only to find that there was no one there.

His brows were a little more wary, "Let's talk about it in the house first."

Fu Ronghua nodded obediently and was led closer to the house.

Fu Ronghua was helped to sit down by him, raised his head and asked, "Your Majesty, he seems to be a little distracted recently."

Emperor Xuan Zhao stretched out his hand and held her wrist tightly, "There have been a lot of things lately."

Fu Ronghua held his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please be careful, I will worry you."

Emperor Xuan Zhao lowered his head and gently touched the back of her hand, "I will do it."

Fu Ronghua had a deep smile on his brows, held his chin with one hand, and looked at him quietly.

Emperor Xuanzhao asked in a low voice, "Ronghua, please give birth to an heir for me."

Fu Ronghua seemed a little surprised, "Your Majesty?" Her voice was a little more confused.

Emperor Xuan Zhao chuckled, "I am already twenty-three. At my father's age, my eldest brother has already gone to the study."

Fu Ronghua bit his lip lightly, "But I am worried that one day I will be like Xi Concubine, unable to even protect her own child."

She was a little worried, and subconsciously touched her abdomen with her hand, showing a bit of sadness.

Seeing her panic, Emperor Xuan Zhao promised, "I will take good care of your and my child."

Fu Ronghua raised his lips and said, "Then, I will leave everything to Your Majesty."

Emperor Xuan Zhao chuckled, "Don't worry."

Fu Ronghua lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes showed a bit of fragility, and his slightly pale cheeks looked a bit transparent under the sunlight.

It made her a little more fragile. In Emperor Xuan Zhao's memory, she was always bright and charming, and she always presented her best side in front of him at any time.

Even if she is injured, she stubbornly wants to hide it. What he sees is always her who is sensible and charming.

Emperor Xuan Zhao admitted that Fu Ronghua was the most beautiful and touching woman he had ever seen, and the woman who touched his heart the most.

If it hadn't been for that incident, he subconsciously held Fu Ronghua's little hand tightly, as if like this, they could always be together.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously curled up his lips, begging for this time, not just for a white date, but this time, he would protect her well and live up to that promise.

At dusk, Fu Ronghua stretched out her fingers and pulled up the broken hair at the temples. The ends of her eyes were slightly raised as she looked at the envelope in her hand, her expression somewhat thoughtful.

Zi You said in a low voice, "This letter is from Eunuch Li to this slave."

Fu Ronghua placed the letter on the candlelight and watched it turn into ashes, "He always has some tricks up his sleeve."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, with a cold look on her lips. "It seems that Xie Zhao can't wait to find out if I am still alive."

She picked up the teacup and said, "Not in the palace, some things are beyond our control. I can only hope that Ruixue and the others can hold on."

"Master, don't worry. Miss Ruixue is calm and thoughtful. Miss Qingliu seems to be taciturn, but her mind is the most delicate. She is the first to discover some subtleties." She added hot tea.

Then he continued, "Miss Qinghe seems innocent and clever, but she is also smart in mind. When it comes to adapting to changes, Miss Qinghe is the most appropriate."
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