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Chapter 1627 : What kind of injury can make a person so painful!

On that day, the four virtuous and kind concubines invited Fang Shuqi, the concubine, to come and gather.

"Sister Shu Qi, do you still remember your sister?"

Connolan pulled Fang Shuqi and smiled gently like a big sister.

"Sister Nolan, of course I remember you."

Fang Shuqi was very happy. After all, their fathers had a good relationship and had often been in contact with each other before.

"How about it, are you still used to it in this harem?"

Connorland asked with great concern.

"Well, thank you sister Nolan for your concern. I live very well. The emperor went to my Chuxiu Palace last night."

Fang Shuqi's pretty face was slightly red, and she was shy and proud, as if she wanted to show that she was favored by the emperor in front of these concubines.

Sure enough, Concubine De was the most disdainful. Concubine Liang and Concubine Shu smiled and said, "My sister is still young and beautiful, and she is loved by the emperor."

"No, the four sisters each have their own strengths, so they are great beauty."

Fang Shuqi seemed to understand their intentions and said with a smile.

"Okay, they are all good sisters, so don't be polite about these [Yanyu Hongchen Novels]."

As the eldest sister, Connolan showed her demeanor and began to talk about family matters with Fang Shuqi, and finally talked about Fang Yuanxi... and at this moment in Kunning Palace.

Zhao Xingyu came back from outside and saw Fang Yuanxi sitting under the peach tree again, picking up peach petals on the ground. The other palace maids could only watch from a distance, and they had long been used to this scene.

Zhao Xingyu walked over and saluted, "Empress, the emperor is here tonight and have dinner with you."

Fang Yuanxi's pretty face was expressionless, and there was no response. Looking at the peach blossom petals in her hand, a gust of wind blew, instantly blowing the peach blossom petals in her hand and instantly blew out. Fang Yuanxi looked anxious, and her jade hand grabbed the blown peach blossom petals in the air, and her heart was broken, as if she wanted to try to catch the man... "Empress..." Zhao Xingyu hurried up to support her, and quickly asked the two palace maids to come over, and helped Fang Yuanxi back to the bedroom together. She saw her phoenix eyes and pear blossoms with tears in her heart, heartbroken.

After a while, Zhou Jingyu strode in, Zhao Xingyu and the others saluted, saying, "The Empress is feeling uncomfortable and is resting in the bedroom..." Zhou Jingyu hurried into the bedroom and came to the bed in the inner room. Seeing Fang Yuanxi lying on it still had tears on her face, and she looked like she was in a daze, which made him anxious and angry: "Yuanxi, can't you cherish your body?"

Fang Yuanxi, who was lying down, had a tear falling from the corner of her eyes. Her desperate gaze seemed to be asking Zhou Jingyu to let her die... "Go out."

Zhou Jingyu turned his head and shouted, and Zhao Xingyu and the other two palace maids withdrew and brought them to the door.

Zhou Jingyu went up to sit beside the bed, holding Fang Yuanxi's arm with both hands: "Yuanxi, look at me, how about you?

I am Jing Yu, I beg you, okay to forget him?"

Fang Yuanxi shook her head slightly. She couldn't forget it. She had tried hard to forget it, but found that she could never forget it. It was as if that man was destined to be imprinted in his heart for several lifetimes, making him unable to forget it! "Why?

Why can't you forget him?"

Zhou Jingyu was angry, his face was ferocious, and he pressed him up in anger and forced him to kiss Fang Yuanxi, but she was indifferent, and tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes... "Ah..." Zhou Jingyu stood up, and he found that he could not control his inner depression and anger. He glared at Fang Yuanxi fiercely, turned around and went out.

Because he still couldn't bear to hurt this woman... At this moment, under the peach tree outside the yard, an illusory figure was standing there, silently staring at Fang Yuanxi on the bed inside through the window. It was Jiang Chen who had just entered the world of the Six Reincarnation Dharma Seal.

"Jiang Chen..." Fang Yuanxi, who seemed to sense something, suddenly turned his head and looked outside. She seemed to be able to see Jiang Chen under the peach tree, got up from the bed, staggered to the window, pear blossoms with tears in their eyes looked at the figure standing under the peach tree, and their trembling red lips made a sound, as if saying: "Jiang Chen, is it you?

Are you back?

Yuan Xi misses you so much..." With such a scene, Jiang Chen had anger in his heart. He wanted to show up and hug her, but for Yuan Xi to complete the final love disaster, he had to make up his mind and stood silently under the peach tree, disappearing with a gust of wind... "No..." Fang Yuanxi screamed miserably. She saw that she saw the man she missed day and night back, but she flew into the night sky like peach petals with the wind and disappeared on the stars... "Empress..." Zhao Xingyu hurried in, holding Fang Yuanxi who fell to the ground in pain, and couldn't bear to sob.

What kind of injury is it? It can make a person feel so painful... a few days later, in the imperial concubine's palace.

"Oh no, Concubine Li falls, pass it to the imperial doctor..." In the end, even Emperor Zhou Jingyu was alarmed and rushed to the imperial concubine's palace, but looked at the bed. Concubine Li cried bitterly. The imperial doctor shook his head: "The imperial concubine fell seriously, and the dragon son in her belly died!"

Zhou Jingyu's face was gloomy, and Concubine Li shouted: "Your Majesty, it's that slave. Someone must have sent me to deliberately mess with me and throw me to death..." "Your Majesty spares your life, I didn't mean it..." The palace maid trembled all over and kept begging for mercy.

"Drag on and interrogate."

After Zhou Jingyu finished speaking coldly, he turned around and went out. When he met him in the imperial study room, he was very distressed to hold his forehead.

The child in Concubine Li's belly died, which also shocked the court and the people. The ministers who had previously said that they wanted to choose Concubine Li as the queen also shut up.

And the happiest ones are naturally the four concubines Fang Shuqi and Xianliang Shude.

"Then, now only Fang Yuanxi is left!"

Fang Shuqi was in Chu Xiu's palace with a gloomy sneer.

Tonight, Zhou Jingyu came to Chuxiu Palace again, and Fang Shuqi naturally prepared again. After the two of them had a happy life, Fang Shuqi learned her lesson this time and never dared to ask Fang Yuanxi in front of Zhou Jingyu, and tried her best to please the emperor.

Perhaps it was also because he had a sense of comfort from Fang Shuqi. Zhou Jingyu came to Chuxiu Palace every night to make the four concubines, the virtuous, Shude and others, jealous.

Gradually, Fang Yuanxi from Kunning Palace was neglected, and the days passed slowly. Finally, one night, Fang Shuqi tried Zhou Jingyu again and found that Fang Yuanxi was still living in his heart.

Finally, she made up her mind! In Kunning Palace, Zhao Xingyu brought the medicine soup sent by the imperial doctor every day to Fang Yuanxi to drink. Although she was unwilling to drink it, she was still forced to drink some.

It was still the same tonight. Fang Yuanxi, who was sitting in front of the bedroom window, had a disheveled hair, and her pretty face was haggard and pale, so thin that she was so thin that she was so elephant that she was losing her elephant.

"Empress, I've taken the medicine."

Zhao Xingyu came over with the medicine soup, but Fang Yuanxi didn't say anything. Zhao Xingyu put the medicine soup in front of her and stood beside her without moving.

Fang Yuanxi glanced at him slightly and knew that if he didn't drink, Zhao Xingyu would not leave.

So she weakly picked up the medicine soup and took a few sips. Zhao Xingyu said, "Empress, drink a few more sips, otherwise you will not be able to hold on."

Fang Yuanxi stopped drinking after a meal.

Zhao Xingyu sighed and had to go out with half a bowl of medicinal soup left.

Fang Yuanxi looked around and continued to look at the peach tree in the yard. It was still winter, and the branches were full of peach blossoms, as if a blurry figure was standing there. Fang Yuanxi's pale lips showed a faint smile...
Chapter completed!
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