Looking at the heartless Ye Shangzhou, Xiao Ling decided to use its database to give both Qiao Zhen and Ye Shangzhou a benefit.
Xiao Ling: Hehehe, relying on Qiao Zhen will only lead to disaster sooner or later, so it's better to let it provide divine assistance.
After waking up, Ye Shangzhou felt something was off. It was as if a piece of his heart was missing. His eyes were fierce for a moment, then suddenly confused. This strange feeling made him feel weird.
He really wanted Qiao Zhen to massage his legs; it had been a long time since Qiao Zhen had hugged him. Those guards were clumsy and rough, nothing compared to Qiao Zhen's soft and fragrant body. "Summon the beauty."
Xiao Xunzi knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Yesterday, the beauty was summoned by Consort Rong, and this morning she was brought back and fell into a coma on her bed. She has not yet regained consciousness."
Ye Shangzhou frowned. "Prepare the carriage."
"yes."
Ye Shangzhou rode a palanquin to Qiao Zhen's bedroom. His legs were completely numb, making the trip extremely difficult. When the guards carried him, he always felt an inexplicable surge of violence brewing within him, but when Qiao Zhen held him, it was as if nothing had ever happened.
He sat on Qiao Zhen's bed and waved away the palace maids and eunuchs. Qiao Zhen's arms were covered by the quilt, and her hands were bandaged, with red bloodstains faintly visible in the white gauze.
Ye Shangzhou sneered, "You get angry when you shouldn't, and you don't dare to get angry when you should. You have some sense, but I misjudged you."
Qiao Zhen was catching up on sleep at the moment, and was truly asleep, so she did not hear Ye Shangzhou's words.
Ye Shangzhou grabbed Qiao Zhen's wrist again and placed her hand on his leg, but she felt nothing. Unconvinced, he pressed Qiao Zhen's hand down and placed it on his leg, but she still felt nothing.
Qiao Zhen felt the pain even in her sleep. She frowned and let out a soft moan.
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