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Chapter 983 Qingqing, I'm Back
Ye Zixuan was the first to enter the palace after hearing the death knell.

He wanted to go to the imperial study to find Rong Jiuge, but suddenly remembered that the other party seemed to have gone to the imperial tomb.

Perhaps it was a kind of intuition, his footsteps subconsciously walked towards Weiyang Palace.

Sure enough, as he got closer to there, the crying sound became more and more clear.

Ye Zixuan felt a 'thump' in his heart, and quickened his pace.

The palace people headed by Mo Mei all knelt outside the bedroom, lowered their heads, and wept softly.

The palace people in the palace are like this. If they follow the right master, they will be Ronghua. The palace people in Weiyang Palace undoubtedly have a good lady.

Therefore, everyone is really crying.

For their mother who died suddenly, but also for their gloomy future.

Ye Zixuan walked quickly to the door, his eyes fell on the doctor Sun beside him, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Imperial Physician Sun is also in tears at this moment, the emperor entrusted the imperial concubine to him to take care of, it's fine if she had a miscarriage yesterday, but today...

With a mournful face, he said blankly, "Master Xiang, your empress died suddenly. His Royal Highness King An...he didn't let me get close, so I still don't know what happened."

Hearing this, Ye Zixuan stopped talking, and stepped into the threshold in front of him.

However, as soon as he entered, a sharp sword struck his face and brushed past his ear, followed by a deep and hoarse voice, "Get out, my king once again, no one is allowed to come in."

Ye Zixuan was not on guard against Rong Ange, so he didn't dodge at all. The earlobe was cut by a sharp sword, which made him frown, "Fourteen, it's me."

"Go away too, don't come in."

"I……"

Just as he uttered a word, a strong breath from his side pushed him straight away, and his whole body slammed into the chessboard beside him.

'Crackling', all the neatly placed chess pieces in the chess box were pushed to the ground, black and white, and messy everywhere.

After lying on the chessboard and cursing inwardly, Ye Zixuan stood up with his back propped up, but accidentally stepped on something, and made a soft 'creak' sound.

He looked down and saw a cracked porcelain bottle, and bent over to pick it up.

Putting it under his nose and sniffing it, Ye Zixuan stared, and murmured, "Poison..."

Rong Jiuge endured the physical discomfort caused by internal injuries, and rushed back to Weiyang Palace with light work all the way.

When he saw the person lying on the bed, his feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't move.

"Brother Huang, are you back?" Rong Ange was still leaning against the red pillar, but shifted his gaze the moment Rong Jiuge rushed in, and he spoke softly, in a calm and unwavering tone, "She's leaving I was too anxious, I couldn't keep her, I'm sorry."

Inside the sleeping hall, it was eerily quiet, except for a few faint sobbing sounds from outside, there was no other sound.

It took a long time before Rong Jiuge took a step forward, step by step, walking towards the bed with difficulty.

He sat down and reached out to hold Yu Qingcheng's hands that were not on his abdomen. The cold and stiff touch made him stiff.

The deep Motong stared at his familiar eyebrows, "Qingqing, I'm back, did you not listen to the doctor's words today, and went out to have a hair dryer again? Look, your hands are so cold, let me warm you up, okay?"

"..."

"Qingqing, how could you stain your clothes so much that you love cleaning so much? It's so naughty. This piece of blood is not easy to clean. The people in the clothing bureau should be troubled again."

(End of this chapter)