The villain female supporting role will never admit defeat

The process of things resurfaced in her mind.

Chu Yaoguang took a big mouthful of ginger soup, waved his hand, and signaled the servant girl to step back first.

The person behind the scenes is actually targeting the owner of the crane cloak, Lu Xingyun.

Only then did she realize that the color of the clothes she was wearing today was somewhat similar to that of Lu Xingyun, and after meeting Lu Xingyun, she even put on Lu Xingyun's crane cloak.

Unfamiliar people may be mistaken.

The note that should have been given to Lu Xingyun was given to him because of the negligence of the girl who served the tea tray.

She thought it was an appointment for herself, so she went to the appointment, and it was logical that instead of Lu Xingyun, she was pushed into the water.

And the woman left Linghu with a surprised face because she found out that she had killed the wrong person.

Although it's not perfect, it's smooth.

Someone wanted to harm Lu Xingyun, and the plan was to lure him to the lake and push him down.It may not be to kill him, but more likely to attract people to watch him fall into the water and be rescued.

There were many women at the scene, and Lu Xingyun's reputation was ruined when a group of women saw the wet posture after getting out of the water.

In the end, because I was wearing Lu Xingyun's crane cloak, the person who executed the plan got the wrong person, and the result suddenly became nondescript.

After figuring out these joints, Chu Yaoguang felt rather fortunate.

If Lu Xingyun fell into the water, regardless of his reputation, if he can't swim, he might be drowned in Linghu.

What a vicious plot.

Chu Yaoguang subconsciously thought of Liu Ruqing, and felt that he, a weak boudoir man, might not be able to carry out such a vicious plan.

Let's wait until she tells Lu Xingyun the whole story and then think about who is behind the scenes.

Lu Xingyun must have a better idea of ​​who is against him.

Chu Yaoguang let go of his worries, relaxed his mind, and after drinking the ginger soup, he proposed to return to the palace.

Zhou Shangshu came to see him off in person, with a sincere and fearful attitude, and repeatedly promised that he would find the murderer behind the scenes.

Chu Yaoguang moved his hands, but in the end he didn't say anything.

She doesn't trust Zhou Shangshu.

She took the carriage back to the palace, and after returning to the palace, she wrote a letter with a pen and paper without stopping.In the letter, he told his speculation and reminded Lu Xingyun to be careful.

After the letter was sent out of Changle Palace, Chu Yaoguang rubbed her temples, her head ached and she was very uncomfortable.

May be cold.

Chu Yaoguang was thinking about resting for a while, when suddenly a court lady knocked on the door: "Your Highness, Your Majesty sent you to Qingyan Palace."

It must be because of what happened today.

Chu Yaoguang didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly packed up his appearance and rushed to Qingyan Hall.

The autumn wind was blowing hard on the road, Chu Yaoguang was not wearing thick clothes, and when the wind blew, his body was cold but his head was hot.

Chu Yaoguang felt that something was wrong with her, she bit her lip and stopped in her tracks.

Mr. Zhu hurriedly asked: "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"You go to the imperial hospital first and ask an imperial physician to wait in Changle Palace." Chu Yaoguang felt her eyes go blank, she shook her head, trying to clear herself up, "...I may have caught the cold."

Mr. Zhu was shocked, and only then noticed that Chu Yaoguang's face was flushed, and he nodded and said, "Yes!"

Chu Yaoguang gathered her clothes and tried her best to absorb some warmth. She raised her feet and continued to walk towards Changle Palace.

The next moment, the world spun, her eyes went dark, and she fell limply.

"Your Highness!!"

It's rare to hear Mr. Zhu's anxious voice.

Before Chu Yaoguang fainted, he thought about it in a daze.

"Bring Your Highness back to Changle Palace," Mr. Zhu helped Chu Yaoguang up, his expression managed to maintain his composure, but his hands kept shaking, "Hurry up and ask for the imperial physician! I'll report back to Your Majesty."

"Yes." The maids hurriedly supported Chu Yaoguang.

The green waist didn't turn back and ran to the Tai Hospital.

Mr. Zhu stroked his heart, and hurried to Qingyan Hall.

"My lord, something happened to His Majesty, so he can't come to Qingyan Palace for the time being." Mr. Zhu lowered his head, trying to calm his breath, "Please speak to His Majesty."

Cheng Ying frowned: "What's wrong with the Third Highness?"

Mr. Zhu said: "His Highness fainted on the road, and the servants took the initiative to take His Highness back to Changle Palace."

Cheng Ying nodded, she knew it was not a trivial matter: "You wait, I will report to His Majesty."

"Thank you sir."

Seeing Cheng Ying entering the palace, Mr. Zhu raised his head, her eyes were red, no one would suspect that she would shed tears in the next second.

Mr. Zhu wiped his eyes, trying to remain calm.

Soon, Chengying trotted out: "Your Majesty sent you in."

"Yes." Mr. Zhu shook uncontrollably, lowered his head, and was about to enter the hall when he heard a flat female voice.

"No need," Chu Yi stood at the entrance of the hall, "Say it directly."

His Majesty the Emperor actually came out in person.

A trace of surprise flashed in Cheng Ying's eyes.

"His Highness was pushed into the lake in the Zhou Mansion, and returned to Changle Palace after taking a bath and drinking ginger soup," Zhu Jun said, "After returning, he wrote a letter in the bedroom alone, and then received a summons from His Majesty. Your Highness didn't dare to neglect, and rushed over immediately."

"On the way here, Your Highness suddenly ordered your servant to go to the imperial physician. The servant was stupid, and then realized that His Highness was not in the right condition. He was about to go to the Imperial Hospital when His Highness collapsed."

Although Mr. Zhu didn't look up, he sensitively felt that the emperor's mood was getting colder and colder.

She fell to her knees with a plop: "This servant is negligent and did not take good care of His Highness, so I beg His Majesty to come down."

"Go and kneel in front of the gate of Changle Palace." Chu Yi rubbed his forehead, "Chengying, you go to the Imperial Hospital and ask the envoy Zhang to come to Changle Palace to show the third princess."

Cheng Ying replied: "Yes."

"Lead the way to Changle Palace." Chu Yi said.

Mr. Zhu realized that he was talking to himself, and quickly said: "Yes."

The envoy of the Imperial Hospital was summoned by Chengying to Changle Palace, and under His Majesty's indifferent gaze, he gave Chu Yaoguang a pulse.

"Third Emperor's daughter is suffering from cold and fever," Zhang Yuan envoy said, "The situation is not serious, it's just that the third emperor's daughter fainted because of her delicate body. The minister prescribed some medicines, and the third emperor's daughter drank the medicinal soup and had a good rest. See you soon."

"Thank you." Chu Yi nodded, waved his hand, and signaled Court Envoy Zhang to get the medicine quickly.

Envoy Zhang didn't dare to raise his beak, and retreated at the speed of light.

Chu Yaoguang fainted until night.

When she opened her eyes, she felt that her head was dizzy and her mouth was bitter.

She raised her eyes, and then saw a familiar face, she stared at that face, in a trance: "Mom..."

"Are you awake?" Chu Yi looked over lightly.

No.

Not mom.

Chu Yaoguang struggled to get up.

Chu Yi frowned, and was about to say something, but was hugged by Chu Yaoguang.

Chu Yaoguang hugged Chu Yi tightly, as if hugging some comfort: "Mother...Mother..."

I miss you so much.

I seem to be home.

She seems to be able to live in this world with ease, but she knows in her heart how incompatible she is with this world.

She couldn't help crying: "Mother...I'm so tired..."

She hugged her false mother, not even daring to say anything that went too far, so the pain in her heart just got worse.

Chu Yi was stunned at first, then she stroked Chu Yaoguang's back hesitantly, like stroking fragile glass, with a low voice, with imperceptible warmth: "Yaoguang..."