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Liu'er answered her questions one by one, thinking that she was just sick and confused, so she didn't care. (www>

Early this morning, she cleaned up and changed into a beautiful set of clothes, but even though the face in the mirror was lightly smeared with makeup, it could not completely cover the yellowish color of the disease, and it still looked sick.

Depressed, she went for a walk in the garden accompanied by Liu Er.Looking around, I can see pink, white, pink and yellow flowers blooming everywhere, like a ray of sunshine in the morning, sweet but not greasy, with a fresh taste.

Feng Feng was concentrating on looking at the newly bloomed rhododendron clump when he heard Liu'er's surprised voice: "Madam, the emperor is here..."[

She turned her head and saw a large group of people coming from the opposite path. The leader was about 30 years old, tall and handsome, wearing a bright yellow robe with a faint dragon pattern, and a gold-painted vermilion jade belt around his waist.In addition to the court ladies and eunuchs, he was accompanied by a monk.

What are these people doing in such a big battle?

Various thoughts were spinning in Feng Feng's mind quickly, and the group of people had already walked over one after another, all looking at her in surprise.

The emperor's eyes couldn't see any joy, anger, sorrow or joy: "Aifei, are you recovering?"

She couldn't react for a while, and still stood there blankly, without answering him.

Liu'er reminded in a low voice but fearfully: "Your Majesty, hurry up and salute the Emperor..."

Before Feng Feng knelt down, the emperor shook his hand: "Aifei is not in good health, so there is no need to be polite..."

Feng Feng was so happy that he couldn't kneel down to this strange man. In a blink of an eye, he saw the monk who had been bowing his head and clasped his hands together raised his head.I saw him at the age of 25 or six, with red lips and white teeth, tall and tall, wearing a golden cassock, a tall yellow hat on his head, deep eyes, and a faint expression of lofty compassion on his face.

She stared at him intently, her heart was beating wildly, her mind was confused, she just felt dry mouth, as if her soul had gone out of her body...

"Cough, cough, cough..."

She hurriedly withdrew her gaze, only to see the emperor looked at herself very strangely, and then at the unbelievably handsome monk: "Master Jiaye, what kind of ghost is there?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, there are causes and effects of mortal obstacles in the world, and there is no magic or ghost. It's just because the palace is deep, there is a bit of desertedness here, and it is easy to invade the bone marrow..."