Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

Fu Zhao came from behind and shouted.

"You're here, sit down."

The Emperor has no dark ways.

Fu Zhao walked forward and sat on the stone chair next to Di Wuming.

"Your Highness, the abbot of Yuan'an Temple and his disciples have all been arranged to leave."

Fu Zhaodao.

"kindness."

Emperor Wuming nodded.

"Fu Zhao, I remember that Xiao Jue once offered to surrender to you, but you rejected him. You once told me that you liked a woman, but you could never get her in this life."

Fu Zhao lowered his eyes, his expression still gentle, he knew what his master meant.

"It's Miss Yun. I have told the master about this before."

Fu Zhao had nothing to hide.

He is Emperor Wuming's aide, and trust is the most important thing.

Emperor Wuming nodded.

"Fu Zhao, you are smart, you should know it."

Emperor Wuming raised his eyes to look at him, his phoenix eyes were deep and mysterious.

Fu Zhao nodded, "I see. I felt something was wrong before and tried to test Chu Ling, but I didn't expect the truth to be like this. The body died and the soul came back to life. I have never heard of it or seen it before."

he said.

When mentioning this matter, Fu Zhao's tone became more serious, and he came here in the middle of the night just to talk about this matter.

"Then you should also know that she is the one who saved me four years ago, and also..."

The rest of the words were not finished, but both men knew it.

Fu Zhao was silent for a moment, and a trace of responsible pain flashed across Qingjun's face. He had never thought that the girl he once admired would encounter such a tragic thing.

"Yes."

he said.

"Do you hate this king?"

Emperor Wuming asked again.

It seemed like he was asking him, and also asking Yun Chaomu who was in the room and didn't know the truth.

Fu Zhao looked at the dark night sky, and after a long while he slowly spoke, "Why did the prince say such a thing?"

He asked back, and then said, "Your Highness has shown kindness to Fu Zhao, and Fu Zhao has been loyal to Your Highness all his life. Why do you say that he hates you? As for Miss Yun... She is a ray of light in my heart. Without Miss Yun's rescue, there would be no Fu Zhao today."

Fu Zhao said it frankly.

Emperor Wuming raised his eyes and looked at him.

He knew the past of his subordinate and also knew what he was thinking.

Fu Zhao looked directly at his master and continued, "Miss Yun is a very good girl. She is so good, it is normal for me to like her. Just like Your Majesty, when he didn't know Miss Yun's true identity, wasn't he also moved?"

Di Wuming pursed his lips slightly, it was indeed so.

"Your Majesty, I was once attracted to Miss Yun and even admired her, but now that so many years have passed, I have never expected to be with Miss Yun again. All I wish in my heart is that Miss Yun will live a healthy and happy life, but I never thought that Miss Yun would be so miserable all these years."

Fu Zhaodao.

Emperor Wuming didn't say anything.

Fu Zhao then continued, "Miss Yun and Prince Han once had a deep love for each other, but she suffered such torture. You can imagine the pain in her heart. Now, apart from Chu Ling, Miss Yun has no one else behind her. Prince, I have been with you for so many years, and I know what kind of person you are. Your Majesty likes Miss Yun, so there is no need to doubt me. I still say that all I want is for Miss Yun to be safe and happy.

All those who have hurt Miss Yun, I want them to pay the price, and the only one who can do this is Your Majesty."

Di Wuming looked at the dark sky and let out a breath, knowing that Fu Zhao had spoken his mind. They had been master and servant for many years, so they naturally understood and trusted each other. It would be a good thing to talk it out.

"Fu Zhao, now you are the only one who knows the truth. Four years ago... the girl who saved me was Yun Chaomu, and I was responsible for her tragic death and her current situation. When she woke up today, I looked at her and didn't even know how to face her. I have never felt guilty towards anyone in my life, but she is the only one who made me sleepless and unable to eat or sleep well."

Di Wuming closed his eyes to bury the deep pain.

Fu Zhao's eyes were complicated, he knew.

"What does the prince think now?"

Fu Zhao asked.

"Your Highness wants to tell her the truth. It is not my style to hide things. Since it is my doing, I should tell her the whole truth. If she forgives me and resolves her feelings, then there is still a glimmer of hope between me and her. If she does not forgive me, I will find a way to make amends."

The Emperor has no dark ways.

"Your Majesty, I also think that the truth should be told to Miss Yun."

Fu Zhaodao.

He thought of the girl who was as cold as the moon, and how kind she was deep down in her heart, otherwise how could she have saved her from the filth back then?

Concealment is definitely not a long-term solution.

Only by confessing can there be a glimmer of hope.

"I am also afraid that I will never be forgiven."

Emperor Wuming sighed lightly. This was what was in his heart, and it was also the most painful result he did not want to face.

Fu Zhaomo, "Your Highness, if the matter of four years ago is really investigated, Your Highness is also innocent. I believe Miss Yun should be able to understand. Even if she can't figure it out for the time being, there will always be a day when she can figure it out. Miss Yun was plotted against by her family and could not escape that disaster. At that time, Yun Qianqian must have arranged other thieves..."

As he spoke, anger flashed across his handsome features.

"Different."

Emperor Wuming shook his head.

He actually just wanted to find someone to talk to, and the only person was Fu Zhao.

"You go down, I will think about it myself."

Emperor Wuming waved his hand.

Fu Zhao stood up and bowed, then left the pavilion.

He couldn't sleep at all. He looked in the direction of Yun Chaomu's house with a complex look in his eyes. He knew the purpose of the prince calling him over, and he also knew his current identity.

He lifted his foot and walked towards one of the courtyards.

Chu Ling had already laid down, staring at the top of his head with his eyes open, but he couldn't fall asleep. He wondered why it was still dark outside. He wanted to go see his elder sister, but the prince said that she had just woken up and was very weak, so he had to wait until tomorrow.

Great! My sister has woken up.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door and he jumped up from the bed with a start.

"Who?"

"it's me."

Fu Zhaodao.

Chu Ling stood up and opened the door. Seeing Fu Zhao standing outside, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"have a drink?"

Fu Zhaodao.

"What time is it? You're asking me to drink? Besides, are we that close?"

Chu Ling crossed her arms and looked at him with slanted eyes.

Fu Zhao glared at him quietly, "Let's go."

He turned and left. Chu Ling glared at him angrily from behind, but followed him and then entered his yard.

It was autumn now, and it was a little cold outside, so he went into the house. There were two jars of wine and two wine glasses on the table. Fu Zhao raised his hand to fill the two glasses, then raised his hand towards Chu Ling and drank it all in one gulp.

“I didn’t expect she had suffered so much.”

Chu Ling's pupils shrank.

Fu Zhao looked at him quietly, "Chu Ling, you don't think I still can't guess Miss Meng's identity?"