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Chapter 2049 Che Song: Going to Hell Together
The clean ground of Qianqing Palace has been paced back and forth by Murong Che dozens of times.

He wanted to see Ruoge, but what Ruoge said to him was not unreasonable.

Now, the more he cares about Ruoge, the more embarrassing Ruoge will be for his mother.

He has a headache.

Director Feng walked around behind Murong Che: "Your Majesty, take a rest, aren't you dizzy?"

"Shut up!" Murong Che stopped suddenly, his strong back almost knocked Mr. Feng down, he frowned, and raised his hand: "Mr. Feng, go and see what your mother is doing now?"

"Does the emperor want to?" Director Feng asked tentatively.

"I want to go and see Ruoge, she won't be able to take ten boards down." Murong Che's phoenix eyes were full of worry.

"But..." Director Feng hesitated, and then made up his mind: "Okay, this old servant will go and have a look."

After half a cup of tea.

Director Feng came back, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager are playing chess. The two of them are in high spirits, so I probably won't be able to come out."

"Well, I'm going to see Ruoge right now. Besides, I'll call an imperial physician." Murong Che ordered, thought for a moment, and then went to the sandalwood cabinet to get a box of magic pollen.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Director Feng was puzzled.

Murong Che stuffed the Huanhua powder into his cuffs, and Danfeng narrowed his eyes: "Huanhua belongs to Zhen and Ruoge alone, she will feel better when she smells it."

Director Feng was inexplicably moved.

The three of them quietly came to Ruoge's room.

She was lying there limply, like a lifeless porcelain doll, Murong Che's heart felt like being pricked by a needle, he rushed up, and when he was about to walk in front of her, he stopped suddenly for fear of disturbing Ruoge.

He approached her cautiously, squatted down slowly, covered her pale face with trembling palms, and looked at her distressedly: "Ruoge, I'm here to see you."

Ruoge was so tired that even his vigilance became smaller.

Murong Che sniffed, put the magic flower powder into an old incense burner and lit it up, the familiar and stable smell of magic flower made Ruoge wake up slowly.

"Ruoge, are you awake?" Murong Che was pleasantly surprised.

"Emperor?" Ruoge looked at him weakly.

"Yes, it's me. I called the imperial physician for you." Murong Che beckoned the imperial physician to come forward.

Ruoge's indifferent face showed a look of alienation: "Your Majesty, please go back."

"Ruoge, you need to see a doctor!" Murong Che said firmly.

The imperial doctor stepped forward and said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, the position where Miss Ruoge was injured is quite embarrassing. The old minister can't see it. However, the old minister can prescribe some ointment for reducing swelling and blood stasis, but I have to ask the maid to apply it."

"If Ruoge sent a Yuexin letter, he must have caught a cold when he was splashed with cold water just now. Go and prescribe a tonic." Murong Che said.

The imperial physician was startled: "Yes."

"Boss Feng, you all stand down."

"Yes."

After everyone retreated, Murong Che stretched out his hand to lift Ruoge's quilt, Ruoge knocked his hand, looked at him indifferently: "Your Majesty, even if I beg you, stay away from me, let me leave you Have some self-respect."

"Ruoge..." Murong Che's throat rolled.

"Your Majesty, either let the servants go, or stay away from the servants." Ruoge moved his big palm away and took the ointment in his hand, so that she would not make things difficult for herself.

"It's impossible for me to let you leave the palace! You gave me this throne! You deprived me of my freedom, my world, everything I had, and my peaceful life!" Murong Che's bewitching Danfeng eyes were full of firmness, and he said loudly, "So! You will accompany me to hell!"

(End of this chapter)