Nan Shaotian took advantage of this opportunity to renovate the entire court. Now, under Nan Shaotian’s iron-blooded methods, the entire court has become Nan Shaotian’s Yiyan Hall, and no one dares to disobey the Holy One at this time.
After handling all the matters, Nan Shaotian dragged his exhausted body into Chenxiao Palace. Nan Shaotian, who had a solemn face, softened his cold face when he entered Chenxiao Palace.
Seeing this, San Dezi could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. It seemed that Concubine Chen’s status in the Emperor’s mind was indeed different.
When they entered Chenxiao Palace, Nan Shaotian did not see Bei Yutang.
“Where is your Master?” Nan Shaotian asked Jin Chai who was kneeling on the ground.
“Your Majesty rests in the palace.”
“Everyone, get out.”
“Yes.”
Everyone in the hall quietly exits. Nan Shaotian walked into the palace chamber alone. At this time, Bei Yutang was lying on the soft couch, with the warm sunshine shining on her face. She was as quiet as the sleeping beauty in the painting.
Nan Shaotian walked to her side and sat quietly beside her. He had no intention of waking her up and looked at her with deep eyes.
When Bei Yutang woke up, the first person she saw was him.
A smile appeared on her lips, “You’re here.”
Nan Shaotian saw that she was about to stand up, so he quickly stretched out his hand to help her up.
“Your Majesty, you are here, why don’t you wake me up?” Maybe it was because she had just woken up, her voice was slightly hoarse.
“Shaotian. Call me by my name.” Nan Shaotian looked at her with gentle eyes.
Bei Yutang smiled brightly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a stream of light flashed through her eyes, like a lit lamp, extremely dazzling.
“Good.”
Nan Shaotian could not help but reach out and touch her eyes. Why hadn’t he noticed that her eyes were so beautiful and dazzling before?
“Shaotian.” She called softly, with a touch of tenderness.
He never knew that calling out his name from her mouth was so beautiful that it made his whole body feel tingling.
Bei Yutang saw the comfort and nostalgia on his face and called with a smile: “Shaotian, Shaotian…”
At that moment, Nan Shaotian felt happy.
After experiencing the betrayal of his brother and woman, he felt happy just because she was there.
But, such happiness lasted only until that day.
As usual, Nan Shaotian went to court in the morning and brought the little milk dog as tribute from other countries. He thought that she would like it. As soon as he entered Chenxiao Palace, he raised his hand to signal those in the palace not to say anything.
He happily walked toward the palace chamber, but before he even stepped into the bedroom, he heard a low sob.
“Don’t cry anymore. When the Master wakes up, she will have to worry again.” Jin Zhuo comforted Jin Chai, but her voice was also choked.
“Jin Zhuo, why didn’t the Master tell the Emperor? The Emperor would definitely ask a famous doctor to cure the Master’s disease.” Jin Chai did not understand. Why didn’t she give it a try?
Jin Zhuo wiped the tears from her eyes, “It’s useless. The Master had suffered too many crimes over the years, and her body had long been hollowed out. What we have to do now is to let the Master live the rest of her life happily. ”
“The Emperor will be here soon. It’s time to wake up the Master.”
When the two of them turned around, they were so frightened that they dropped the silk handkerchief in their hands to the ground.
Nan Shaotian looked at the pile of bloody silk handkerchiefs on the ground and stood there as if he had been struck by lightning.
“Hail Your Majesty.” Jin Zhuo and Jin Chai both knelt down and saluted.
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