She favors the Sixth Palace again

Princess Qingning's visit to the palace made the people of the Sixth Palace panic, and then she left happily.

"Prince Annan's Palace is sending a doctor to Fengze Palace." Ning Zhao said calmly, "Defu, go make arrangements and keep an eye on him."

"Yes." Wang Defu responded.

"This Lady of Fengze Palace has known Princess Qingning for a long time." Eunuch Defu said with a smile, "Princess Qingning is getting along well now. I heard that all the ladies of the palace went to sit there for a while. "

Ning Zhao glanced at him and said with a smile: "You are quite well informed."

"I serve His Majesty with all my heart," Defu said with a serious look on his face.

Since returning from the Cuiwei Mountain Palace, the smile on Ning Zhao's face has become less and less, and he has become much thinner. His whole person looks like an unsheathed sword with a piercing edge.

Defu replied so seriously that Ning Zhao looked up from the pile of memorials and glanced at him, which was rare for him to laugh.

"It's just like you, I don't have to work hard every day." Ning Zhao sighed, dropped the book in his hand, and showed a little tiredness on his face.

Defu walked forward obediently and massaged his shoulders and neck.

Ning Zhao finally felt a little comfortable. He stared blankly into the void for a long time before letting out a deep sigh.

Although he has been busy with government affairs since he ascended the throne, he has rarely been so tired during this period.

He subconsciously held the purse around his waist.

Without Yun Yuwei personally replacing the herbs and fragrant pills in it, the purse seemed to have lost its effectiveness.

"Your Majesty, would you like to go to Fengze Palace to visit?" Seeing his sad expression, Defu kept stroking the purse, but he boldly suggested.

Ning Zhao's hand paused slightly, and he couldn't help but sneer when he thought of the person in Fengze Palace now.

"No need." Ning Zhao said coldly, "Concubine Liang is not in good health right now. If I go, it will only increase our worries."

Eunuch Defu did not dare to say anything more and just continued to massage Ning Zhao.

After all, it was the old man who was following Ning Zhao. With Defu by his side, Ning Zhao quickly relaxed and his upper and lower eyelids almost started to fight.

"Ning Zhao, Ning Zhao!"

Suddenly, someone called his name and pushed him.

Now that he has ascended the throne as emperor, who would dare to be so bold and call him by his first name?

Ning Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the person sitting next to him with a smile was not Yun Yuwei, but who was it?
She was not dressed as a palace concubine today, but as she was when they first met, wearing blue and white cotton and linen clothes, and her black hair was braided into two braids, hanging down on her chest.

Such a simple dress made her look like a hibiscus in clear water, as beautiful and lovely as a fairy descending from the earth.

"Are you back?" Ning Zhao looked at her and almost shed tears in an instant.

"Where have you been? Why are you back now?" Ning Zhao held Yun Yuwei's hand. For some reason, her hand was extremely cold.

Ning Zhao couldn't help but feel distressed, and all kinds of questions were suppressed in his heart. Looking at her, he just wanted to sigh: "It's late autumn now, why are you still wearing such thin clothes?"

Yun Yuwei just looked at him and smiled.

Ning Zhao raised his voice to ask someone to come in to add charcoal to the fire, then wrapped the large cloak around Yun Yuwei and hugged him into his arms, but he only felt the coolness of the autumn wind.

"Don't call others in." Yun Yuwei stopped him from calling people.

Ning Zhao was stunned for a moment, then hugged her tighter: "You're right, we husband and wife are reunited after a long separation, so we shouldn't let others disturb us."

Yun Yuwei said nothing.Ning Zhao held her like this for who knows how long, but he always felt that her body was cool.

"Where have you been?" Ning Zhao finally couldn't help but ask, "You don't know how worried I am about you!"

As he murmured, Yun Yuwei remained docile in his arms, letting him accidentally lower his head and place a gentle kiss on her cheek.

I don't know how long it took, but Yun Yuwei finally broke out of his arms.

"Ning Zhao," she looked at him as if she was still the girl who guarded his life from being taken away by King Yama. Her eyes were as clear as water, filled with compassionate tenderness, "I'm leaving."

"Where to go?!" Ning Zhao stood up suddenly.

"You already have someone else," she smiled softly, "it's time for me to leave."

"Yu Wei!"

Ning Zhao reached out to grab Yun Yuwei, but only caught the cloak he put on her. The cloak slipped from Yun Yuwei's shoulders, and her whole person seemed to fade away.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Eunuch Defu's voice came.

Ning Zhao suddenly opened his eyes. There was still a trickle of sweat on his forehead. He stood up and looked into the palace. Where could he see Yun Yuwei's figure?

"This slave deserves to die." Defu knelt down on the ground, still holding the big cloak in his dream, "This slave saw that Your Majesty seemed to be asleep, and was worried that Your Majesty would catch a cold, so he thought of adding more clothes for Your Majesty, but it disturbed His Majesty's rest. .”

It was a dream.

It really was a dream.

A wry smile appeared on Ning Zhao's face, as if he had been drained of energy, and he sat down again in frustration.

Defu hurriedly stepped forward and put the cloak on him.

But at this moment, a young eunuch poked his head outside the palace. Defu glanced at him and hurriedly went over to stop him and scold him.

"Your Majesty." When he returned to Ning Zhao, even though Defu was always tactful, he didn't know whether he should speak or not.

"Say." Ning Zhao's voice was calm.

Then Defu said: "Ms. Fengze Palace invites Your Majesty to have dinner."

Ning Zhao's expression changed several times, and he suddenly remembered that when he was in his dream, Yun Yuwei said to him: "You already have someone else, it's time for me to leave."

A burst of anger rushed from his chest straight to his forehead. Ning Zhao's face turned livid and he said coldly: "Let her go!"

Defu was shocked and hurriedly went out to dispatch the people from Fengze Palace.

He couldn't understand it now - His Majesty was clearly still calling Concubine Liang's maiden name in his dream, so affectionately, and it was not a lie; but why did His Majesty wake up and not have a good look towards Concubine Liang?Not only are the favors from the past completely missing, but now it seems that I don’t even bother to see them.

Although he was murmuring in his heart, it was just murmuring in his heart.

He only has one head, so there is no point in risking his life for the sake of Concubine Liang.

Ning Zhao, who was in the palace, reached out to grab the cloak on his body, as if Yun Yuwei's breath in the dream was still lingering on the cloak.

After a long while, he finally showed a tired and bitter smile.

The uneasiness in his heart reached its peak, as if... this dream was Yun Yuwei's special farewell to him.

Yuwei, Yuwei, is it because Fengze Palace now has that impostor living in it, and you feel dissatisfied, that's why you want to leave completely?
Thinking of Qu Miao, who was still jumping up and down without knowing whether to live or die, a chill flashed in Ning Zhao's eyes.