Qingcheng Yao looks at each other

I waited for him to speak out the doubts in my heart, but suddenly there was a voice of a maid at the door.

"Your Majesty, my mother is dragging her frail body to watch the New Year alone. She is too tired and fainted. Please ask the Emperor to go and have a look."

Qingcheng heard the words.Immediately sat up, there was worry and tension in his eyes.

I covered myself with a quilt.Also follow up.

I don't care what happened to Murong Xue, who knows if she is playing tricks again.

"Chenqie and the emperor go over and have a look."

Qingcheng looked at me suspiciously.His eyes were cold, "Queen, don't go there, otherwise Xue'er's body will become weaker."

I said softly: "The concubine in the harem is ill, and the concubine should go to visit. If the concubine does not pay attention, it will not be justified."

Qingcheng snorted and didn't say anything more.

After I changed clothes with him, I took Ruanjiao to Weiyang Palace.

The Weiyang Palace was brightly lit, when we arrived, Murong Xue was still unconscious, and her personal maid was waiting on her side.

Murong Xue was lying on the bed, her face was as pale as white paper.

"What's the matter? How could you faint?"

Qingcheng sat down beside her bed and asked in a low voice.

"After the emperor left, the empress said that even if she couldn't stay with the emperor to watch the new year, she would go to dawn with the emperor. The empress was weak. She passed out after a while."

What Yingluo said was so sincere that it was hard not to be moved.

Could she really be so infatuated with Qingcheng?

I only looked coldly at Murong Xue who was lying down, but saw her eyelashes trembling slightly.

It's clear.Sure enough, it was another bitter trick.

Can't help but sneer out loud, Murong Xue is really a bitter trick that never works.

Qingcheng could still laugh when he saw me, and looked at me coldly.

"If the queen came to see the joke, please go back first. So as not to cause trouble here."

I smiled and ignored him.I glanced at the dormitory and saw a basin of water on my left.Unable to explain, he poured cold water on Murong Xue's face.The basin of water was still a bit hot, and when it splashed on Murong Xue's face, she immediately opened her eyes and yelled, and quickly sat up again.

When Yingluo saw this, she exclaimed, and hurriedly took a towel to wipe the water off Murong Xue's face.

"Ma'am, ma'am, are you alright?"

Yingluo asked eagerly. "I ordered the maid to boil the basin of water just now. I wanted to let it cool down to wipe my face."

At this moment, Murong Xue's fair and immature face was already flushed red, Qingcheng looked at me in disbelief, eyes full of anger.

"Queen, are you crazy?"

Without fear, I just said slowly: "Your Majesty, there is no need to get angry with this concubine. The concubine just wants to let the emperor know how your beloved Concubine Murong is deceiving the emperor."

Murong Xue's face was scorching hot, she looked at me wronged and pitifully, "Empress, what did I do wrong? You want to torture me like this?"

I just sneered, and said neither in a hurry nor in a hurry: "Concubine Murong used a fake illness to compete for favor, but I just poured a pot of hot water on you, I think it's still light."

Both master and servant's expressions changed, their eyes dodged.

Murong Xue hugged Qingcheng, "Your Majesty, the empress can't tolerate concubines so much, concubines are not blessed to accompany the emperor."

Her voice was as weak as a gossamer, and her frightened eyes were even more cherished.

Qingcheng gently stroked her cheek with distress, "Don't worry, Xue'er, I will definitely protect you, and I will never let others bully you."

Then she said to Yingluo, "Yingluo, why don't you go and invite the imperial physician?"

Upon hearing this, Yingluo immediately retreated and ordered the eunuch to go out to find the imperial doctor, then she came back and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the clothes on your mother's body are wet, let this servant take your mother to change clothes?"

Qingcheng nodded.

Murong Xue was helped by Yingluo to go to the inner room to change clothes, Qingcheng stood up, and glanced at me coldly, "If the queen gets tired of staying on the queen's throne, I don't mind sending you to the cold palace."

My heart was stabbed severely by the sharpest knife, and my chest fluctuated, as if I was about to suffocate.