Xie Shizhu's whole body tensed up.
These two people themselves wish the other to die.
If Zhong Changyao discovered that Xie Ji was hiding in her palace, it would definitely cause misunderstanding.
Zhong Changyao is such a smart person. At this point in time, Xie Ji is here, so he must know something.
The air was particularly heavy.
Zhong Changyao let go of Xie Shizhu, took a long step forward, and prepared to go behind the screen.
Xie Shizhu was stunned and quickly grabbed the man's belt to stop him.
Zhong Changyao turned to look at her, his narrow eyes filled with doubt.
Xie Shizhu frowned slightly, pretending to be in pain, and said in a trembling voice: "Changyao, I am not feeling well at the moment. Go call the imperial physician."
Zhong Changyao was slightly startled when he saw the woman with red eyes. He no longer cared about the screen and hurriedly turned around to summon the imperial physician.
When Xie Shizhu was reviewing memorials, he would not leave anyone inside or outside the hall.
She herself couldn't understand why the original owner did this.
Maybe she didn't want others to see what happened between her and the national teacher.
After all, she had just ascended the throne and the harem was empty. If this matter were to get out, it would definitely cause gossip.
Besides, Xie Ji has gone crazy, so it is impossible for outsiders to discover it.
As soon as Zhong Changyao left, Xie Ji, who was hiding behind the screen, came out slowly.
He approached Xie Shizhu and said with a half-smile, "So the reason why the Imperial Sister has been reluctant to take a concubine is because of the Imperial Preceptor."
Xie Shizhu still looked sick, and said weakly, "No."
Xie Ji saw her pale face, and gently stroked the woman's cheek with his slender hands, his eyes full of tenderness and affection.
"Is the Imperial Sister ill?"
Xie Shizhu nodded and coughed twice.
She said, "The imperial physician will be here soon. Please go back to your palace first. I will call you over when I feel better."
As soon as the words fell, Xie Ji removed his hand from her cheek and said calmly, "No need, I can enter your palace at will."
Xie Shizhu curled up the fingers hanging at his sides.
She almost forgot that almost all the ministers in the palace thought Xie Ji was more suitable for the throne.
And obey him.
I am just a nominal emperor.
After saying this, Xie Ji turned away, leaving only a tall figure behind Xie Shizhu.
Xie Shizhu turned to look at the young man who had already walked away and let out a deep breath.
The demon finally left.
Soon, Zhong Changyao brought the imperial physician into the hall. Xie Shizhu sat on a chair with his hands on the armrests.
The imperial physician took her pulse.
Xie Shizhu was still worried that he was not sick and could not hide it from Zhong Changyao's eyes, but the imperial physician looked melancholy and sighed deeply, saying: "Your Majesty, your pulse is weak, it seems that you have contracted some disease."
"Ah?" Xie Shizhu was stunned. Is she really sick?
Zhong Changyao stood to one side, his face pale. "What's wrong?"
The imperial physician slumped to his knees, sweat on his forehead. "My medical skills are not very good. This is a chronic disease that has accumulated over many years. We need to seek help from another expert."
Xie Shizhu let down his loose sleeves and lowered his eyes.
She was thinking at this moment that even though she had finally survived, she was not sure whether she could survive.
Zhong Changyao asked from the side: "Master?"
The imperial physician raised his eyes to glance at Xie Shizhu and said hurriedly, "However, this expert is not from Yue Country. He is a hermit from Fan Country and also my teacher."
Xie Shizhu rolled his eyes.
Grass.
How come it is still related to Fan State?
This has brought the matter to a new level.
Zhong Changyao asked: "How can we find him?"
The imperial physician thought for a while and told the place this person often went to.
After saying this, Xie Shizhu pinched his brows in annoyance and waved his hand to let people leave.
After they left, she and Zhong Changyao were the only ones left in the hall.
Zhong Changyao placed his hand gently on her shoulder and said softly, "Your Majesty, your health cannot be delayed. I will find a way to cure your illness. Don't worry, you will be fine as long as I am here."
Xie Shizhu looked up at him and pursed his lips. "Instead of healing my body, it's better to find the person who drugged me."
Zhong Changyao slowly sat down beside her, a hint of worry between his brows. "In my opinion, it is very likely someone close to you. You have always kept Xie Ji by your side, which has always been a problem."
Xie Shizhu's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Zhong Changyao.
Good guy, waiting for her here.
The purpose is to use her to get rid of Xie Ji.
In the end, the blame was still put on her.
Fortunately, Xie Shizhu is quite smart.
Zhong Changyao's intentions can be seen at a glance.
According to the original owner, her heart belonged to the Imperial Master, so she believed whatever the other party said.
It is estimated that Xie Shizhu got the throne because of Zhong Changyao's instigation.
He also wanted to get this position.
However, his status prevented him from sitting on the throne, and he set his sights on her simply because she was the previous emperor's child besides Xie Ji, and it was only natural for her to sit on the throne.
Zhong Changyao probably doesn't like her.
I just like her position.
Otherwise, how could the heroine appear?
Xie Shizhu picked up the teacup beside him and held it tightly in his palm. "Are you saying that Xie Ji drugged me?"
Zhong Changyao was slightly startled, and there was something strange in his eyes as he stared at her.
"I'm not sure, but since you took Xie Ji's throne, he must be resentful of you."
Xie Shizhu slammed the teacup onto the table, and the loud bang echoed throughout the hall.
She said in a firm tone: "I believed you and took the throne. Now Xie Ji is the only relative I have around me. I won't touch him at all."
Zhong Changyao's face darkened, but was quickly replaced by gentleness, as if the look just now was an illusion.
Xie Shizhu turned to look at Zhong Changyao and said as if warning: "You can't touch him either."
Zhong Changyao froze, his expression seeming somewhat unbelievable.
"Let's go. I still have to review memorials." Xie Shizhu lazily supported his chin, retracted his gaze and didn't look at Zhong Changyao again.
Zhong Changyao maintained a hypocritical expression, stood up, saluted her, and left the hall.
As soon as he left, a hint of joy appeared on Xie Ji's extremely handsome face on the roof.
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