Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 164 – Xizi holding her heart, what is her intention?
"Elder sister~"

At this time, Shen Nanxing was covering his heart, his face was pale, and he was late.

"Sister, forgive me. There were some problems on the way when my sister came, and there was a delay. Don't blame my sister, cough cough cough."

While explaining softly, Shen Nanxing held his heart and coughed in pain.

"Look at what you said, my sister has always been weak, and the spring is cold tonight. If you are really uncomfortable, I will order someone to send you back to the palace to rest."

Situ Qin supported Shen Nanxing's bright wrist, and inadvertently a smear of vermilion on her temples stung her eyes. She suppressed her anger, her pupils shrank slightly, and when she raised her eyes again, her eyes were full of concern.

"Then forgive my sister for being useless, I also hate my fragile body very much, why is it so unbelievable, hey~"

Shen Nanxing lowered his head and silently wiped away his tears, turned around and was about to leave the hall, but before he could walk ten steps away, he suddenly groaned in pain.

"The imperial concubine has fainted!"

Accompanied by the servant's scream, the venue suddenly fell into chaos.

"What's wrong, Concubine Ai!"

There was so much commotion in the side hall that Emperor Jianzhang and others in the main hall rushed over. Hearing the news that Shen Nanxing had passed out, Emperor Jianzhang hurried into the hall with vain footsteps.

"Aifei!"

"Bastard, hurry up and call the imperial doctor!"

Emperor Jianzhang leaned over and gently embraced Shen Nanxing who was lying on the ground in a coma, his nervous lips were trembling slightly.

"Don't leave me again! Don't go!"

The eyes of the people suddenly became strange, but they dared not tell the truth, so they all lowered their heads, and the helpless murmur of Emperor Jianzhang echoed in the hall.

"His Majesty."

Situ Qin's face was slightly pale, she clasped her hands tightly, and the vermilion Dan Kou sank deeply into the palm of her hand, the tingling pain made her maintain the demeanor and dignity of a queen.

"Your Majesty, Sister Shen is auspicious, she will be fine, just relax, don't be too sad and hurt the dragon's body."

She deliberately accentuated the three words "Sister Shen", in an attempt to wake up Emperor Jianzhang's sanity.

At this time, her chest was filled with infinite sourness, her best years were given to this man in front of her, but her efforts taught him how to love other women, even if that woman was only Yun Rui's shadow.

Over the years, she has been walking on thin ice in the latter position, but at the age of 35, she was born prematurely, and her youth is no longer.

I still remember that when she pulled out the first strand of white hair, he was having fun with Mrs. Shen and her son, a family of three, going out of the palace in modest clothes to visit the Lantern Festival temple fair, and he didn't even have a symbolic taste of the Lantern Festival she made herself.

"Your Majesty, she is Shen Nanxing, Imperial Concubine Yanxi, not Imperial Concubine Ruiyun!"

As soon as Situ Qin said that, she suddenly realized that she had committed a big taboo. No one had ever announced this well-known incident. What happened to her tonight?How could she, who has always been self-reliant, lose control of her emotions like this.

She covered her mouth in panic, but it was too late.

"Bitch, shut up!"

Emperor Jianzhang's eyes were about to burst, he got up in a rage and slapped her to the ground fiercely.

"Do you really think that I dare not kill you! If Rui'er hadn't asked me to treat you kindly when she was dying, the things you have done in these years would have killed you thousands of times. Do you really think that I am so stupid that I can't see these years?" What did you do!"

At this time, Situ Qin didn't have the dignity of a queen at all. She lay on the ground, hugged her head, and curled up into a ball like a bereaved dog.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty seems to have been tricked by a witchcraft."

"Pindao is [-]% sure that he can save the empress."

An old man in a black robe, with an air of immortality, stroked his gray beard and said with a confident face.

"Then there is Daoist Lao Lingxu."

Emperor Jianzhang also gave up seeking medical treatment indiscriminately, and simply agreed to the Taoist priest's request.

The Taoist was also unambiguous, and immediately took out a yellow talisman, and the yellow talisman spontaneously ignited when it was thrown into the air, which amazed everyone in the field.

Immediately the Taoist clasped his hands together, pinched formulas and recited scriptures in pieces, before it was time for half a cup of tea, he suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed tightly, speaking plausibly.

"Your Majesty, the empress was cursed by someone. The person who cursed used the horoscope of the empress's birthday as a matchmaker, invited the spirit of resentment, attached it to a puppet made of gloomy wood, and then sacrificed it with human blood. Within seventy-seven forty-nine days, If the gloomy wooden puppet cannot be found, the empress will surely perish."

(End of this chapter)