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Zhao Fanghua developed a high fever after returning from the palace.
The moment before, she was still mocking Shen Xiujing and Ruan for not understanding power in the Princess's Mansion. No matter what your husband and mother are, they are nothing in front of the emperor. The next moment, she witnessed the emperor's cruelty with her own eyes in the palace.
When she was cheering for being able to punish Shen Xiujin and Ruan, wouldn't she also suffer the consequences?
Today she can use the emperor's help to beat Xiu Jin and Ruan, but tomorrow she may become the emperor's soul under the sword.
Like Xiao Quanzi, he spent the rest of his life on a rolled-up straw mat.
It is said that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Can I rest easy just by relying on Shuyu's words "Your Highness and the Emperor have a deep sibling relationship"?
Won't there be a day when I touch the emperor's reverse scale and end up being mutilated?
Zhao Fanghua fell into a nightmare.
Her family background in her previous life was not good. She was born in the countryside. Her parents died in an accident when she was young. She began living under the care of her uncle at a very young age.
The food and clothes they eat are all leftovers and worn-out clothes. At a very young age, they start doing farm work with adults and take on all the housework in the family. Not only that, they also have to act as the outlet for the whole family's beatings and scolding.
When she heard her uncle complaining to the villagers about how difficult it was to raise her, the little girl walked five miles alone back to her dilapidated home to live alone.
Finally, with the help of fellow villagers and the government, he was able to go to university.
But just when the hardship was about to end and happiness began to come, he came here due to sudden death from working overtime late at night.
She is so tired.
She just wants to have a good sleep now.
Hall of Mental Cultivation.
It was already sunset after the last wave of ministers came to see him off. Zhao Qinglan frowned slightly. Zhao Fanghua did not come today.
You said you would make mung bean ice cream for him today, you liar.
She kept talking about the deep love between sister and brother, and sent him all kinds of nonsense regardless of the weather, all for a letter of breaking off the engagement.
Once the goal is achieved, you won’t bother pretending anymore.
Liars, all of them are liars.
The Queen Mother is a liar.
Zhao Fanghua is also a liar.
Big liar.
Zhao Qinglan's chest rose and fell slightly, and the hands hidden in his sleeves involuntarily clenched until the knuckles turned white.
They are all liars.
Li Xi brought a cup of freshly brewed tea and quietly glanced at Zhao Qinglan's expression. With a flick of his eyeballs, he said, "Your Majesty, I heard that the eldest princess is ill."
"Are you sick?" Zhao Qinglan asked in surprise, "Why would you suddenly get sick when you're perfectly fine?"
Li Xi said, "I heard that he developed a high fever after leaving the palace yesterday, and he hasn't woken up yet."
"Have you asked the imperial physician to check?" Zhao Qinglan blurted out. Then, as if realizing something, he coughed twice and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "I'm just asking casually. I don't really want to know."
Li Xi lowered his head and chuckled, not exposing the truth: "The imperial physician has examined it and said that it is caused by the worry in the lungs, but it is not serious and only requires good care."
Zhao Qinglan frowned and muttered, "I'm deeply worried... Why would I be so worried when everything is fine?"
He coughed twice more and said, "Since the imperial physician said there's nothing serious, then it must be fine. You may leave first."
Li Xi turned to leave when Zhao Qinglan stopped him again, looking slightly uneasy. "Go pick some herbs and send them over. I think she's been eating all that crap all day and it's ruined her. Pick out some good herbs and go find a doctor from the Imperial Hospital who specializes in dietotherapy to help her develop a proper diet."
Li Xi smiled and said yes.
After Li Xi left the palace, Zhao Qinglan quietly looked at the rice paper on the rosewood table. Was he feeling feverish?
Zhao Fanghua felt that his body was becoming lighter and lighter, as light as a feather, and then heavier and heavier, as if he was covered with layer upon layer of water-soaked quilts.
She walked through the crowd, watching a group of classmates around her age having fun on the playground. Some were dancing, some were singing, and some were trying to find angles to take videos with their little sisters...
Finally, her eyes were attracted by the court. In the sunshine, a boy in a jersey jumped up, and the ball flew out of his hand, drawing a perfect arc in the air and went in.
Enthusiastic cheers instantly rang out from the audience.
She couldn't see the boy's face clearly, she only saw him casually lift up the hem of his wet jersey and wipe his face roughly. Under the jersey were his eight neatly-fitting abdominal muscles.
She had never touched a boy's abdominal muscles before, so she didn't know what it felt like...
As she thought this, her feet began to move towards the boy uncontrollably. Everything around her seemed to stop. Just when her hand was about to touch the boy's abdominal muscles -
"Your Highness, Your Highness!"
Suddenly, a vague voice came from her ears, as if someone was calling her.
The voice was anxious and concerned, a heavenly sound she had never heard before.
She slowly opened her eyes.
What caught my eye were Shuyu's red eyes.
Shuyu wiped her tears and said, "Your Highness, you have been unconscious for three days, but you are finally awake."
Zhao Fanghua blinked in a daze, until Shuyu tearfully told her about her mental journey over the past three days, Zhao Fanghua finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally back here.
Actually, there is nothing bad about this place. You have a noble status, no worries about food and clothing, and there are so many maids serving you.
It’s a pity that I didn’t get to touch my abdominal muscles…
What's so difficult about that?
Zhao Fanghua jumped up. She was so rich and powerful, and she had just kicked away those annoying vampires. Now she was second to none and third to none again. Wouldn't it be possible for her to do whatever she wanted? Couldn't it be easy for her to get all kinds of handsome men?
Her Princess's Mansion is so huge. Not to mention the 30 million handsome men in the backyard, it shouldn't be a problem for her to support ten or eight lovers, right?
However, you need to be careful when keeping a lover. First, you have to rule out men like Shen Xiujin who are just gigolos.
Secondly, she must be clean both physically and mentally, so that she does not have the habit of picking up dirty things.
Finally, you have to be handsome! Very handsome!
She even began to fantasize about a scene where ten handsome men were dancing striptease in front of her...
The more Zhao Fanghua thought about it, the more excited he became, and two blushes appeared on his pale face.
Shuyu, who was only focused on her happiness, didn't seem to notice that her master was sitting there alone. She chuckled foolishly: "Your Highness, the emperor sent someone while you were asleep?"
"Your Majesty?" Shuyu's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Zhao Fanghua's head, chilling her to the bone.
How could she forget the emperor?
Zhao Fanghua hurriedly asked, "What did the emperor say?"
Zhao Fanghua covered her mouth and chuckled softly: "The Emperor is really worried about Your Highness. He specially sent Eunuch Li Xi here to bring medicine and asked the imperial physician to prepare a special medicinal diet for Your Highness."
Zhao Fanghua was a little confused: "Medicinal food? What medicinal food?"
Shuyu smiled and took the dark soup from the maid next to her. She could vaguely see a few red dates floating on the dark soup. Shuyu stirred the bowl and said, "These are all top-quality medicinal herbs! They are very good for women's health."
Zhao Fanghua looked at the bowl of something that looked like dark cuisine and shook her head repeatedly. No, no, no, she didn't want to eat this!
Zhao Fanghua had just woken up and his mind was still a little unclear, but when he looked at the dark dish, an idea came to his mind: isn't this brown rice and barley soup?
This is not about feeling sorry for her, this is about pointing fingers at her!
A terrible thought suddenly occurred to her mind. She must have punished Shen Xiujin too severely, forcing Shen Xiujin to file a complaint with the emperor.
As a result, when his adopted brother heard the reason, he was immediately furious and felt that he had been deceived.
Or maybe the younger brother saw Shen Xiujin's crippled appearance and felt a sense of appreciation for his talent.
But no matter how angry he was, he couldn't punish his own sister in any overt way, so he had to use this despicable method to warn her to behave herself and not cause trouble again.
Zhao Fanghua swallowed her saliva. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have...
No, even if she knew the result would be like this, Zhao Fanghua would still do it. Compared to being eaten up by Shen Xiujin and finally becoming a role model of a woman from a noble family, these dark things seemed particularly lovable.
Choose the lesser of two evils.
Zhao Fanghua understood this point.
It seems that I should go less often or not hang around in front of the emperor in the future. It’s too scary, too scary.
With her brain that can't even get into 985 or 211, her EQ that can only say "Happy New Year" dryly during New Year greetings, and her courage that stutters when talking to teachers and leaders, she might say something wrong one day and make the emperor angry, and be beaten to death with a stick.
She finally got such a good hand, so she has to hold on and enjoy life.
There are also various handsome men waiting for her favor!
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