My Empress is My Bad Girl

After the imperial physician checked the pulse, Liu Dequan asked specifically and came back to report to the emperor.

"The imperial doctor said that Empress Yun was indeed ill, because she was melancholy and physically weak, and she missed her illness." Liu Dequan said cautiously, looking at the emperor's expression.

Zhao Yuanjing said indifferently: "If you are sick, call the imperial doctor to prescribe medicine."

"The imperial doctor said, Niang Niang is a heart disease, and that heart disease has a heart medicine."

"What's wrong?"

"Niang Niang really misses the prince and princesses. If Niang Niang can see them, Niang Niang will definitely get better." Liu Dequan said.

"Have you finished?" Zhao Yuanjing glanced at him coldly: "Liu Dequan, you dare to mention Gu Yundai in front of me in the future. If you try to intercede for her, I will cut your tongue."

Liu Dequan closed his mouth and dared not say anything again.

This master is the one who can do what he says.

"Get out!"

"The slave follows the order." Liu Dequan hurriedly withdrew.

He stood at the door of the Imperial Study Room, patting his heart with lingering fears.

He was a little puzzled, could it be said that the emperor really stopped paying attention to Lady Yun?

He has been with the emperor for so many years, how can he not believe that the emperor is such a cold person.

At night, Liu Dequan was preparing to wait for the emperor to rest, but saw that he had changed into casual clothes instead of wearing the precious blue gold silk in the daytime, and the dragon robe inlaid with thousands of pearls.

"Master, what are you..."

"I have something to do, no one is allowed to follow."

Zhao Yuanjing put down these words and left Zhaohua Hall alone.

Of course Liu Dequan would not stay honestly.

He followed out, seeing the emperor heading in the direction of Pingle Garden, he was surprised and delighted.

Sure enough, the emperor was still thinking of Empress Yun in his heart, even though he said so badly, wouldn't he still go and visit her?

Liu Dequan returned with joy.

Zhao Yuanjing did indeed go to Pingle Garden.

He is the emperor, so naturally he can go anywhere.

The guard at the door opened the door, and he walked in alone.

It hasn't been here for a long time, and there is still a school of tranquility and elegance, and there is no sign of defeat.

Zhao Yuanjing swept around and saw the light on Yun Dai's bedroom window, and walked over.

As soon as he approached the door, I heard Yun Dai's voice from inside.

He stopped involuntarily.

"... Put these two small clothes away, and Yan'er can't wear it this day." It was Yun Dai's voice.

Her soft and sweet voice.

Hearing her voice, Zhao Yuanjing couldn't bear it for an instant, and wanted to push the door directly to see her.

However, Yun Dai's next sentence made his footsteps stay in place.

"Take the pink skirt in the box and throw it away."

Then came Hongdou's voice: "This is the skirt that the emperor gave you when he was a prince. The emperor likes to see you wear it. It's better for a servant to put it away for you."

"What about it, you won't be able to wear it anymore."

Hongdou sighed: "How can it be good if you keep going like this? The emperor heard that you were sick, but he was indifferent."

"Why is it indifferent? Didn't you still send an imperial doctor?" Yun Dai sneered, "It's just that people's hearts will change after waiting for idle change, but the old people's hearts will change."

Zhao Yuanjing's hands were clenched tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped.

Red Bean said: "Master, you said, the emperor knows that you are sick, will he let you see the prince and the princesses?"

"do not know."

"Do you still use the food delivered by Midou tomorrow?"

"No." Yun Dai said, "Don't we still have a lot of bamboo shoots to do, and then continue to eat."

"Are the dried bamboo shoots delicious?"

Zhao Yuanjing opened the door and stood at the door.