"I hope to hear that the ladies in the palaces are getting sick one after another."

"What does your majesty mean?" The imperial concubine kneeling in the front asked, thinking in her heart, does your majesty really want their lives? Is it to make room for the queen?

But the queen is already the queen? Do they still need to make room?

"Don't worry, I will arrange everything. When you leave the palace, your life will not be worse than in the palace, and you don't need to worry all day long. It's a good thing for you."

"What does your majesty want?"

"Let you fake your death and leave the harem, so that the queen will be the only one in my harem." There is no need to pretend to turn over the cards.

The eunuch also wanted to say: Your majesty has never turned over the cards, okay? Don't you run directly to the queen's bedroom every day?

The other concubines looked at each other. They didn't expect it was really because of the queen, but it was really good for them not to die, and they could finally stay away from this tyrant. This is what they dreamed of.

So no one of the empresses dared to refuse, and even after leaving the imperial study, they all planned to pretend to be sick and leave the palace.

But in the end, the order was determined by drawing lots.

So, when Ye Zhao took the queen and other ministers to the spring hunt, an epidemic suddenly broke out in the palace, and the empresses in various palaces were infected.

Fortunately, Ye Zhao and the queen left the palace and were directly isolated.

The palace was also directly blocked, and no one except those who could solve the epidemic could enter the palace.

It didn't take long for this needle to be heard that one empress after another died of illness.

Wan Ge heard the news and stood under the tree looking at Ye Zhao in front of him: "What did you do?"

Ye Zhao looked at Wan Ge with his beautiful eyes and said: "Xiao Ge'er said you will learn to believe me."

"That's right, but..."

"Don't worry, they are not dead. How can I let you down if I promised you?"

"Really?"

Ye Zhao looked aggrieved: "You don't believe me?"

Wan Ge shook his head quickly: "No, Zhao, I don't disbelieve you."

"Hmph! I don't care. I am emotional. Xiao Ge'er must coax me well."

"What do you want?" Wan Ge asked doubtfully, and the next second she was picked up and entered the tent.

The hunting place instantly became Ye Zhao's temporary residence, but the ministers felt that it was not good after all, so they suggested that the emperor could live in the temporary palace first.

Ye Zhao thought it made sense. Anyway, what happened in the palace, everyone had no mood to hunt, so they went directly to the temporary palace.

But no one expected that they would encounter an assassination on the way to the temporary palace.

Ye Zhao protected Wan Ge behind him: "Little Ge, run quickly and don't look back."

"I won't abandon you." Wan Ge held the sword in her hand. She also learned some martial arts. Although she was not very powerful, she would never abandon Ye Zhao alone.

Ye Zhao glanced at Wan Ge, and was indescribably happy, but this was not the time to be happy.

Ye Zhao and Wan Ge were finally forced to the edge of the cliff. Before the reinforcements arrived, Wan Ge accidentally slipped and fell off the cliff.

"Little Ge!" Ye Zhao was about to jump down, and the secret guard immediately stopped the emperor.

"Master, you can't do this!"

"Get out." Ye Zhao's eyes were red, looking at the bottomless cliff, completely lost his mind.

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