Chapter 432

At around noon, Yu Qingcheng woke up from starvation because she hadn't eaten seriously for several days.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up slowly.

When I woke up, my head still felt a little groggy.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Rong Jiuge who was beside her.

Surprised.

Still asleep?

Yu Qingcheng stretched out her hand to feel his pulse, which was much stronger than before she went to bed.

After staring at Rong Jiuge's handsome and pale face thoughtfully for a long time, she quietly left the bed.

only……

Yu Qingcheng never noticed that after she left, Rong Jiuge on the bed secretly opened one eye.

Outside the hall, there was still only Su Desheng sitting on a low chair and watching, Zhiqin didn't know where she had gone.

"Su Desheng."

"...Hoohoo"

The slight snoring sound reached Yu Qingcheng's ears.

She narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, took two steps forward, and kicked when she stretched out her leg.

"Hey, what little bastard dares to kick a miscellaneous family!?"

Because Su Desheng was facing the ground, his nose was blushed.

When he looked up and saw the person in front of him, he was so frightened that he touched his nose foolishly, forgetting to react.

Suddenly, after a shock, he knelt down on the ground.

"The servant greets the empress, the empress is a thousand years old."

Oh my god, I really deserve to die, I fell asleep again, and I was caught by the empress.

How dare you call your empress a little bastard?
it's over... it's over...

Yu Qingcheng also knew that he had worked hard to watch the night yesterday, and he didn't have the same knowledge as him.

"The emperor hasn't woken up today?"

"Ah?" Su Desheng was taken aback for a moment, then remembered what the emperor had said in the morning, and quickly realized, "Yes, the emperor has never woken up, presumably...it must be that his body has been exhausted these days."

Yu Qingcheng does not suspect him.

indeed.

New injuries and old injuries, excessive blood loss, coupled with the high fever last night, lethargy is inevitable.

"Well, Ben Gong knows, where did Zhiqin go?"

Su Desheng said, "Oh, just now, Jiang Zi from Furongxuan came here to look for your empress, and said that Yu Zhaoyuan had something to give to you in person. No, Miss Zhiqin has gone through for your empress."

Yu Qingcheng frowned, "Yu Zhaoyuan? Since she is going to give it to me personally, why doesn't she come in person?"

"I heard from Jiangzi that Yu Zhaoyuan fell in the snow a few days ago and accidentally injured her ankle, so she had to..."

Su Desheng knelt on the ground and explained.

From his angle, he couldn't see the expression on the empress's face, so he could only speak cautiously at the moment.

after all……

Based on his experience of serving the emperor for many years, people who have just recovered from a serious illness have a bad temper.

Naturally, Yu Qingcheng didn't know what was going on in his mind, but he was so hungry that he had no choice but to order Su Desheng to do something, "Go to the small kitchen and have lunch delivered, the emperor is probably going to wake up."

"Yes, the slave will go here."

After Su Desheng saluted silently, he stepped back and walked to the small kitchen in the backyard.

He was still thinking about it all the way: Zajia seems to remember that when the emperor fell unconscious last night, the empress called the emperor "Ninth Brother"?

Yu Qingcheng was about to go back to the bedroom to change clothes, when she walked to the door, she heard several faint coughing sounds from inside.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly pushed open the palace door.

Rong Jiuge was closing his eyes tightly, covering his chest with one hand, and coughing lightly.

Looks very painful.

Yu Qingcheng walked forward quickly, sat on the bed to feel his pulse, and helped him smooth his breath with the other hand.

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