After Hua Fei was reborn, she became the white moonlight of Pangju

Hua Fei, lying on the bed, had become so thin that she looked unrecognizable after just a few days of not having seen her.

The originally plump and round face was now filled with haggardness.

The robe that once fitted her now seemed too big.

"Your Majesty, you don't know that the Queen has been like this for several days." Songzhi said crying.

"Why didn't anyone tell me!" The emperor was furious.

He walked quickly to the bed, sat down, and carefully held Hua Fei's hand.

Songzhi was still kneeling on the ground, crying.

"The queen said that you are not allowed to tell the emperor. She said that you have a lot of things to deal with and asked me not to disturb you."

Hua Fei slowly raised her hand and scolded weakly.

"Shut up, Songzhi, get out!"

"Empress!" Songzhi cried aggrievedly.

"Get out!" The emperor also scolded Songzhi.

Songzhi had no choice but to cry and walk out with the bowl of cold porridge in her hand.

Looking at Concubine Hua's pale and thin face, the emperor felt sad and remorseful, like surging waves, stirring his chest.

"Why don't you tell me?"

Concubine Hua smiled and stretched out her hand to touch the emperor's no longer young face.

"Shilan, I don't want to embarrass the emperor."

The emperor's eyes were moist and he gently stroked her pale face.

"So, you just endured your illness and didn't even ask the imperial physician for help?"

"If I had asked for the imperial physician, the emperor would have known."

"Why do you have to torture yourself like this?" The emperor felt a tightness in his chest and a sore throat.

Hua Fei still smiled and said, "If Shi Lan suffers, the emperor won't suffer."

The emperor closed his eyes slightly and remained silent.

He was no longer able to speak.

After Nian Gengyao was executed, he had been avoiding seeing Concubine Hua, for fear that any news would come out of the Yikun Palace.

He just thought that the longer he could avoid Concubine Hua, the better.

Unexpectedly, when the Nian family encountered such a disaster, Concubine Hua not only did not cause trouble, but also considered him in every way.

"Shilan, I am sorry for you!"

The emperor lowered his head, with a crystal-like object in his eyes.

Hua Fei was shocked. Did this man regret it? Crying?

After so many years, this was the first time Concubine Hua heard this man apologize to her.

She suspected she was dreaming.

But reason soon took over my mind.

Hua Fei said: "Your Majesty, you are the emperor, and there are many things you have to do. I understand your difficulties, and I have never blamed you."

"No, I..."

As the Son of Heaven, even if he did something wrong, it is difficult for the Emperor to admit it openly like ordinary people.

Because he is the emperor, his mistake will affect the entire body.

So, even if he was wrong, he must be right.

"No more talking. I will call the imperial physician for you immediately."

As soon as Wen Shichu took office, he was urgently summoned to Yiku Palace by Su Peisheng.

On the way, Wen Shichu saw Su Peisheng with a serious expression, so he asked if something had happened to Concubine Hua?

Su Peisheng sighed.

"Yes, Nian Gengyao's death was a great blow to Concubine Hua. In order not to distract the emperor, she kept it a secret and did not invite the imperial physician. If the emperor had not gone to see him, something serious would have happened!"

"Is this true? Let's go quickly!"

After Wen Shichu knew the whole story, he quickened his pace and rushed to Yikun Palace.

When they arrived at the Yikun Palace, Wen Shichu was about to kneel down and pay his respects to the emperor, but the emperor simply waved his hand impatiently.

"Don't be so polite, go and take Concubine Hua's pulse!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wen Shichu bowed slightly to the emperor and hurried to Concubine Hua's bed.

"Doctor Wen, you are here."

Concubine Hua smiled weakly at Wen Shichu, with deep meaning in her eyes.

Wen Shichu frowned, followed Hua Fei's fleeting glance, and suddenly understood what Hua Fei wanted to express.

He was shocked and his hands were shaking.

It took all my willpower to suppress the fear in my heart.

"Your Majesty, I will take your pulse right now."

Wen Shichu placed a clean handkerchief on Hua Fei Baixue's wrist, closed his eyes slightly, and felt her pulse.

After a moment, he stood up hurriedly, walked to the emperor, and looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

The emperor was already worried about Concubine Hua, and he became even more anxious when he saw Wen Shichu's hesitant look.

"If you have something to say, just say it!" he scolded.

Wen Shichu looked at Concubine Hua again and shook his head vigorously.

This time, the emperor finally understood.

Concubine Hua cannot be told about her illness in person.

"You come out!"

The emperor called Wen Shichu out.

Wen Shichu bowed and followed him out of the bedroom.

"How is Concubine Hua's illness?" the emperor asked with a stern face.

Wen Shichu bowed to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Hua may not live long!"

When the emperor heard this, his chest heaved violently and he grabbed Doctor Wen by the collar in anger.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

When Wen Shichu saw the emperor angry, his heart was pounding and almost jumped out of his chest.

He suppressed his fear and stammered,

"Madam Hua Fei is weak and has a weak pulse, which indicates that she will not live long."

When the emperor heard Wen Shichu's words, he felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over him.

He stood there in a daze for a long time, silent.

When Wen Shichu saw him like this, he didn't dare to say a word.

Su Peisheng came over at this time and said anxiously: "Doctor Wen, please go and have a look. The queen has been coughing and is in great pain."

Wen Shichu didn't dare to agree to Su Peisheng casually.

He looked at the silent man beside him, bowed and asked, "Your Majesty?"

The emperor finally came back to his senses, "Why are you standing there? Go and treat Concubine Hua."

"Yes." Wen Shichu bowed to the emperor, then turned and walked towards the bedroom of the Yikun Palace.

After examining the patient, Wen Shichu prescribed medicine for Concubine Hua, then bid farewell to the Emperor and left Yikun Palace.

The emperor waited until Songzhi had finished boiling the medicine, then he personally took the medicine and fed it to Concubine Hua before he left reluctantly.

After confirming that the emperor had really left Yikun Palace, Songzhi hurriedly closed the door of the bedroom.

In the huge bedroom, only the master and his servant were left.

Concubine Hua sat up, completely free of the weakness she had just felt.

She opened the secret compartment on the bed, took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill and handed it to Songzhi.

"After you die, I will ask your family to collect your body. Ask your trusted family to transport your body back to Jiangnan, and then take the water route."

Songzhi was very confused after hearing this.

"My lady, what are you doing? Everything is fine, why are you making arrangements for your final resting place?"

Concubine Hua put the medicine in Songzhi's hand.

She said earnestly: "This medicine is very rare, you must keep it well."

Thinking of something, Concubine Hua continued, "Perhaps you don't have to fake your death. When the emperor sees that I'm dead, he will send you out of the palace safely because you've taken care of me for many years."

The more Songzhi listened, the more confused she became.

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about, dying or leaving the palace?"

Seeing that Songzhi didn't understand, Concubine Hua patiently explained.

"When the emperor saw that I was seriously ill, he let my brother live a few more days. When the emperor saw that I had recovered, he killed my brother. Haha... This shows that the emperor cares about me to some extent. However, I still have to save other clansmen, my father and my elder brother... I can't just be sick."