The Queen of Fortune, please enter the palace

Chapter 583: This Love Can Be Treated as Memories 1
His robe wrapped around her bare arms, and also covered her whole body.

Then he hugged her and flew back to the bedroom.

He should have asked her how she got that lotus flower on her arm.

But when he saw her speechless in pain, he couldn't care less about anything!

Jin Yuan was already delirious from the pain, but when she realized that she was held in his arms, her first reaction was to push him away.

But his strength was greater than hers, and he held her tightly in his arms, not allowing her to move.

His gentle and domineering aura hit her just like before.

It was so familiar, so familiar that it made her heart ache...

But it also made her greedy!

Since he thought she was a scheming person and said so many things that hurt her, why should he be gentle to her at this moment?
"Zhuo..."

She resisted the scorching pain and opened her mouth with difficulty.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't talk..."

She sighed deeply, leaned weakly in her arms, grabbed his shirt with one hand, and slowly closed her eyes.

My arm hurts, my heart hurts...

Just let her pass out in pain!
Maybe when she wakes up...she won't be in pain anymore!

Zhuo Yanchong rushed back to the bedroom with Jin Yuan, who was almost unconscious, and shocked Mo Lan and a group of court ladies and eunuchs.

Seeing that Jin Yuan was wearing Zhuo Yanchong's robe, seeing her pale face and trembling lips, Mo Lan stepped forward worriedly.

"The emperor, the queen, she..."

Zhuo Yanchong glanced coldly at those court ladies and eunuchs who were either curious or worried, and then turned to Moran.

"It's none of your business here, you all step back—"

He commanded in a deep voice, his displeased face had revealed that he was also in an extremely bad mood.

Moran looked at Jin Yuan again worriedly, and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, do you need to call for an imperial doctor?"

"No, let's all back down!"

Zhuo Yanchong waved his sleeve impatiently.

Seeing this, Moran knew that persuasion was useless, so he could only retreat respectfully with the others.

When there were only the two of them left in the inner hall, Zhuo Yanchong gently placed Jin Yuan on the bed.

His robe on her body slipped off, revealing her smooth arms again.

(End of this chapter)