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Chapter 367 Qingqing, what else do you feel uncomfortable?
"Oh, you mean that your lord took the imperial concubine out of the palace privately, and wanted to do something wrong, but was discovered by the emperor and was kicked and passed out?"

The butler had a mournful face, and then felt that something was wrong, so he shook his head quickly.

"My lord, this old slave didn't say that my lord wants to do something wrong, it's just...well, this old slave doesn't know the specifics, but you should know about my lord, my lord, how could he do something wrong to the emperor?" Woolen cloth."

Rong Ange had one hand on his back, his eyes were deep.

After a long time, he said, "Take me to see Zixuan."

He believes in Ye Zixuan, but... I'm afraid that everything is too coincidental, the emperor himself is a radical person, and Yu Qingcheng happens to be the person on his heart, jealousy is inevitable, as for what happened in Weiyang Palace... …

I just hope that the two don't leave a rift with each other.

Rong Ange followed the housekeeper to Ye Zixuan's bedroom.

He looked at the person lying on the bed with frowning brows and painful face, sat down after sighing, and stretched out his hand to feel the pulse.

The housekeeper put all his hopes on An Wang.

The government doctor came to see her a few days ago, but after prescribing some medicine, she drank it for three days and there was no improvement.

"My lord, how is my lord?"

Rong Ange withdrew his hand, flicked his sleeve lightly, and said casually, "The internal injury is too serious, it hurts the internal organs, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the butler's fat body knelt down with a 'thump'.

"My lord, you must save my lord. My lord is still young and hasn't married a wife yet. The old slave hasn't seen his lord's child born yet. He can't just leave like this, woo woo woo~"

After some 'feelings', the butler began to wipe his sleeves and cry.

Rong Ange was speechless for a while.

He stroked his forehead and said, "This king didn't say he would die, why are you crying?"

"Ah?" In an instant, the butler stopped crying and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Rong Ange's eyes fell on the soup and medicine on the low table, and he said in a calm tone, "Continue to take the medicine, his injury is a bit serious, and he needs to cultivate for a few more days to heal."

The butler was still worried, and asked cautiously, "Then... my lord is really not going to die?"

"Well, he is very lucky to die."

Come to think of it, Rong Jiuge didn't use all his strength in that kick, otherwise Ye Zixuan would have died on the spot with his internal martial arts strength.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, as long as my lord is fine, as long as there is nothing wrong."

Rong Ange glanced at the unconscious Ye Zixuan again, then stood up.

"This king is leaving first. If he wakes up, send someone to report to the palace."

……

When it was close to noon, the sunlight poured into the bedroom of Weiyang Palace from the window.

The unconscious little man on the bed moved slightly under the brocade quilt, and let out some uncomfortable moans.

Yu Qingcheng gradually opened her hazy eyes, and what she saw was the familiar curtain.

She slowly recalled what happened before she fell into a coma, resisting the soreness of her body and the swelling of her head, and slowly sat up on the bed.

only……

As soon as she sat up, she turned her head and saw Rong Jiuge sitting beside the bed.

His ashen-faced face was slumped, and he looked at him with strong surprise and... regret.

Yu Qingcheng's cold eyes made him flustered.

The two looked at each other for a long time, one with hot eyes and one with distant eyes.

After a long time, Rong Jiuge smiled wryly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qingqing, what else do you feel uncomfortable about?"

　Fourth watch, good night, see you tomorrow afternoon~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)