Ye Wange wanted to go out for some air, but if she didn't go out now, she would be suffocated to death if she stayed in this hot, coffin-like cage.

Ye Wange was weak and her steps were a little sloppy when she walked. Xiaodie was afraid that she would fall, so she stretched out her hand to support her.

Ye Wange came out of the house, and the night wind blew against her face. The cool breeze blew on her body, making her feel the autumn wind coming quietly.

Xiaodie looked at the cool breeze blowing by and said worriedly, "Queen, the wind is too strong, why don't you go inside?"

Xiaodie was afraid that Ye Wange, who had just been pulled back from the door of death, would be blown away by the wind and fall ill again.

Ye Wange shook her head. She refused to enter the house and stood on the corridor, leaning on a pillar and brushing Xiaodie's hand away.

She understood that the serious illness she suffered this time was not a cold, but the result of hard work.

When she heard that Ye Chengxuan had been arrested, she became anxious and let the disease defeat her.

"I'm fine." Ye Wange raised his head and glanced at the half-curved moon in the sky, and said in a voice like a gnat.

Ye Chengxuan's arrest was something Ye Wange never thought of in his wildest dreams. Such an innocent child had no idea why these people wanted to arrest him.

What kind of person would take risks for the sake of the Ye family's money?

Ye Wange was puzzled in her heart. She was worried about Ye Chengxuan at this time, but she didn't expect that Nangong Ao was so unkind and transferred Ye Changyu to Wucheng.

Nangong Ao finished what he was doing and went to Huaxiang Pavilion again. What he saw was Ye Wange, who was still lying there last night, breathless and dying, standing next to a pillar in the corridor.

Looking up at the sky, her long black hair was blown up by the wind, and her black eyes were as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

Nangong Ao looked at Ye Wange, who was standing there, looking intently at the sky, and he also followed her eyes.

There are so many stars in the sky, so dazzling that you can't take your eyes away.

He said, "Queen, the fever has just passed. If you don't rest in the room, why are you running outside?"

Nangong Ao looked at the sick Ye Wange, who didn't care about his body and ran out at night, and asked with some displeasure.

When Ye Wange heard Nangong Ao's voice, she turned her head faintly and saw his gloomy face. She struggled to squeeze out a flattering smile from the corner of her mouth and said, "Your Majesty, come out and take a look at this bright starlight."

When Nangong Ao heard Ye Wange's words, he became even more angry and said, "What nonsense! If you don't rest in the room so late, you run out to enjoy the breeze. If you get sick again, I will worry about your life."

But it’s really going to be lost.”

She was sick all day and night, and he protected her all day and night. He never closed his eyes during this day and night.

After hearing his words, she apologized and said, "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."

After saying this, she turned around and walked into the house. As soon as she lifted her feet, she was picked up by him sideways.

"Ah!" She exclaimed in fright and put her arms around his neck.

He picked her up angrily, put her on the bed, and said accusingly, "I wielded my sword to throw away the country for you, just for your health, but you don't care about yourself so much."

The people sleeping on the bed heard his accusations one after another. They were not sleepy just now, but now they were very sleepy. They yawned and said, "Your Majesty, I'm tired, I need to rest. Your Majesty, I'm sorry."

Calm down and go back and rest!"

Nangong Ao was so angry when he heard this. He cared about her so much, but she said such a thing.

Nangong Ao looked at Ye Wange, who was lying on the bed with his eyes half closed. He threw off the dragon boots on his feet angrily and said, "I will stay in Huaxiang Pavilion tonight."

After Nangong Ao finished speaking, before Ye Wange could recover from the surprise, he felt his body leaving the bed again and being held by someone and placed inside the bed.

By the time she reacted, Nangong Ao was already lying next to her.

Ye Wange was weak. She looked at Nangong Ao who was lying next to her and said, "Your Majesty, you are sleeping here. How can I, a sick concubine, serve the Emperor well?"

When Nangong Ao heard this, he had the urge to kill. He gritted his teeth, looked at Ye Wange and said fiercely, "I really want to strangle you to death. If I had known you were so heartless, I wouldn't have protected you last night."

The country’s divine ice is here to save you.”

Ye Wange knew that Nangong Ao ordered to use the colorful black ice to save her life last night, so she was not surprised at all when she heard him mention the colorful black ice now.

Looking at Nangong Ao who was gnashing her teeth in hatred, and listening to his words, she felt no gratitude at all for his life-saving grace.

As a man, as her husband, he expected a high reward from her for every bit of care and devotion he gave her, which made her look down on the man in front of her.

It's like saying that Nangong Ao gave her one hundred thousand taels of gold, and he would definitely get this affection back from her. What he got back from her must be at least double the benefits. If he gave her one hundred thousand taels, she would have to get back his 200,000 taels.

Wanliang, and he kept saying how good he was to her.

Many times, he felt that this was not a king with a big heart, but one of those stingy men whose poor commoners could not afford to eat.

Only a stingy man from a poor commoner family would eat his wife's food and talk about it all day long, saying how much kindness he has to this woman.

Ye Wange was disgusted by Nangong Ao's move. She looked at him and said weakly, "Your Majesty's kindness will be kept in my heart." After saying that, she closed her eyes and stopped looking at his handsome face.

Disgusting face.

He wanted a favor from her. If you think about it this way, it's not that she owes him, but that he owes her and the Ye family.

Without Ye Changyu's support, Nangong Ao would have died under the sword of the Eighth Prince on the day the late emperor passed away.

Without the support of the Ye family, even if he ascends to the throne, the treasury will be empty, and this great land of the Northern Tang Dynasty will become the prey of other tiger and wolf countries.

Without the Ye family, there would be no Northern Tang Dynasty that is still intact today. Without the Ye family, he would not have such confidence to stand in the clouds and look down upon other countries.

She married him, shared his worries, and raised his children, but he never saw her dedication and hard work. He only saw the kindness he showed her by eating and the false care he showed her.

He wanted to exchange the black beans for her rice. He Xiao thought that she would never be stupid again in this life, and she would continue to give to him like she did in the previous life.

Nangong Ao saw that Ye Wange was silent and lying there with her eyes closed. Looking at her pale little face and her exhausted look, he couldn't bear to blame her anymore.

He stretched out his long arm and put it on her waist, saying, "Go to sleep!"

Hearing Nangong Ao's angry words, Ye Wange, who had her eyes closed, frowned in displeasure and ignored him.

His big hand pressed on her waist. Maybe it was because she was sick and had no strength, but she always felt that his arm could crush her to death at any time.

She moved her body and rolled inward, letting his arm on her waist fall on the bed.

Ye Wange's action made Nangong Ao conclude that she was not asleep but was pretending to be asleep.

Seeing her throw away his arm, although he felt uncomfortable, he did not care about her as a patient.

Sleeping next to her, he turned his back to her and faced the outside of the bed.

Ye Wange also turned sideways, with her back to Nangong Ao and her face to the inside of the bed.

With her back to Nangong Ao, Ye Wange had tears streaming out of her eyes, not because she was sad because of the man she shared a different bed with, but because of the man who cherished her and was willing to do everything for her.

If the Eighth Prince were here, he would not scold her for running outside to enjoy the breeze while she was still seriously ill. He would put his white robe on her, hold her in his arms and watch the stars together, and he would willingly give everything for her.

, even if it means his life, he will not ask for any repayment.

Ye Wange fell asleep with her hatred for Nangong Ao and love for the Eighth Prince.

After waking up, Ye Wange woke up feeling much better, but when he opened his eyes, the people around him were gone.

"Xiaodie!" Ye Wange called out to Xiaodie.

When Xiaodie heard Ye Wange's voice, she immediately responded, "My slave is here."

Xiaodie looked at Ye Wange sitting on the bed, looking very energetic, and said, "Queen, your energy is much better than yesterday. Are your body and bones healed?"

Ye Wange heard Xiaodie's concern and nodded, "Well, that's it."

Ye Wange lifted the quilt and stood up, Xiaodie stepped forward to support her.

"When did the emperor leave?" Ye Wange asked Xiaodie.

"Leaved early in the morning." Xiaodie replied.

Ye Wange nodded, and while the slave was washing her, he told Xiaodie, "Prepare breakfast for me."

"Yes." Xiaodie responded happily after hearing Ye Wange's instructions.

Ye Wange, who had been sick for two days and had hardly eaten for two days, felt hungry early in the morning.

She ordered Xiaodie to prepare a meal. After a few mouthfuls, she lost her appetite, but she still endured and finished the porridge in the bowl.

She knew that in order to win this battle, she must first have a strong body.

After eating, as soon as the slave removed the bowl of butterflies, Han Yue came.

Seeing Ye Wange sitting there safe and sound, Han Yue's eyes immediately turned red.

"The Queen, you really scared me to death." Han Yue saw that Ye Wange was well, and tears of excitement welled up in her eyes.

Seeing that Han Yue was about to cry, Ye Wange said, "Sit down first!"

After Han Yue sat down, she wiped the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief, "I haven't seen my concubine in the past two days, but I'm worried to death."

Ye Wange sat there, stretched out his hand to hold Han Yue's hand on the table, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I am a cat with nine lives and will not die easily."

Han Yue looked at Ye Wange who was chatting and laughing easily, and the tears she was holding back finally shed, "Empress, when I hear you talking and laughing, I can finally let go of my heart."
Chapter completed!