Revenge of Rebirth: Beauty scheming

Chapter 818 Must Sit on the Queen's Throne
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Chen and Zhao Yuanxiang felt relieved, they didn't dare to delay their work, and left soon.

When they reached the stairs, the two happened to meet Wang Jun who was coming downstairs.

Wang Jun didn't wear a face scarf, she looked dazed, and didn't even salute them when she saw them.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Yuanxiang felt a little funny in his heart, it seems that she thought that she definitely had the plague, so she simply gave up on herself.

It wasn't until Wang Jun passed by the two of them that she seemed to have just recovered, and quickly saluted them: "My daughter pays homage to the emperor, empress."

His voice was so weak that it sounded like he was really sick.

Xuanyuan Chen lightly said "Excuse me", and continued to go upstairs with his arms around Zhao Yuanxiang's waist.

Watching the two walk away, Wang Jun said slowly, "Your Majesty, my daughter's father has fallen ill."

Zhao Yuanxiang and Xuanyuan Chen paused at the same time, and turned to look at her.

Wang Jun's expression was ugly, her slapped face was as pale as a piece of white paper, her eyes were filled with tears, and she said softly, "Your Majesty, father has always hoped to be an official in Beijing all his life, but now it seems that It's impossible until she dies. Therefore, the courtier wants to ask the emperor to go to see her father, just to have a look. At least let him know that the emperor will feel sorry for him as a prefect."

Xuanyuan Chen looked at Zhao Yuanxiang, Zhao Yuanxiang thought about it, nodded and said: "Go, I will accompany you."

Xuanyuan Chen opened his mouth to stop it, Zhao Yuanxiang raised his eyebrows and said, "Our agreement."

He could only helplessly admit it, and said with a wry smile: "I knew I wouldn't make such an agreement with you."

In Wang Yihuan's room, he was lying quietly on the bed, with a white wet veil covering his forehead, his face was flushed, as if he had a fever.He squinted his eyes slightly, and when he heard the movement at the door, he slowly opened his eyes and looked over. When he saw Xuanyuan Chen, he was about to stand up and salute immediately.

Xuanyuan Chen stopped him, and said without much concern: "Rest well, don't think too much, Yao Lao and the others will soon make the antidote."

Wang Yihuan's breathing was a bit heavy, and he let out an unpleasant grunt from his throat, and said weakly: "Your Majesty, you don't need to comfort this minister, I'm afraid I will die."

Xuanyuan Chen didn't care about it at first, so he really didn't say anything after hearing the words.

Zhao Yuanxiang said helplessly: "We just came from Yao Lao, and he said that the antidote might be made tomorrow. Mr. Wang, take care of yourself and try to last until then."

A gleam of hope flashed in Wang Yihuan's eyes, and then dimmed instantly.He shook his head, with a wry smile on his face: "Tomorrow... I won't live until tomorrow."

No one comforted him, Xuanyuan Chen held Zhao Yuanxiang's hand and said, "Have a good rest."

After speaking, he pulled Zhao Yuanxiang and turned around to leave.

In this plague incident, Wang Yihuan corrupted the law by taking money and withholding relief funds, so it would not be a pity to die.If he died of the plague, it would be God's mercy.

Wang Jun sat down in the room slumped, stared at Wang Yihuan, and said after a while, "Father, it seems that we really have a dead end this time."

Wang Yihuan was silent, and he said after a long time: "Jun'er, you are much younger than your father, and your body is strong. Maybe you can wait until the antidote is made."

Wang Jun's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes slightly brightened: "Is it okay?"

"If you survive, you must sit on the queen's seat and honor our royal family!" Wang Yihuan's voice suddenly rose, revealing an order that cannot be refused.

(End of this chapter)