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After an hour, Bai Hua gradually suppressed the strange power in his body. His complexion was even paler than before.

After sitting down and resting for a long time, he got down from the couch and walked to the door. Pushing open the door and standing out, he said to the servant girl standing on the side, "Go in and clean up the inside." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jiu Ling and the little palace maid bowed and saluted. Bai Hua passed by them, and his figure flashed, and he returned to the east hall.

He stood silently in front of the closet, opened the cabinet door, and took out the clothes Yu Mengmeng was wearing before and hugged them to his chest.

It took a long time for him to open his eyes, full of longing and bondage.

Jiu Ling entered Bai Hua's study, stood at the door and went inside, and saw that the paper and ink inside fell to the ground, and the ground was full of messes.

Jiu Ling couldn't help but look back in the direction of the East Hall, her eyes full of worry. She felt that since Niangniang's death that day, her Majesty's face seemed to be getting worse and worse day by day. I don't know what happened to make His Majesty, who has always been dignified and self-controlled, so out of shape, and smashed the things inside like this.

Unexpectedly, this is just the beginning.

In the days he wrote down, Bai Hua always locked himself in various rooms by himself, and when he came out in good shape, there were always things that were broken or knocked over. Moreover, Jiu Ling noticed that His Majesty seemed to be breaking more and more things.

According to Jiuling's experience in serving Bai Hua over the years, he has never seen him use utensils to vent his anger when His Majesty is angry.

Bai Hua's self-control has always been beyond imagination and perfect.

Therefore, Jiu Ling was worried that what had happened to make His Majesty lose that self-control.

Worried about the remainder, she quietly looked for Qianrong. When asked, Qianrong only shook her fan, opened a pair of peach blossom eyes, and told her with an innocent expression: You are too worried, Your Majesty is fine.

Jiu Ling shook her head, even more sure in her heart that something had happened to His Majesty and hid it from them.

Qianrong didn't know that Jiuling had a delicate heart? It's just that, looking at His Majesty's appearance, he seems to be hiding even his own close attendant, how can he tell His Majesty Jiuling that he may be fighting against the demons in his heart now?

Moreover, he was sure that His Majesty's situation must be getting worse and worse.

It's only been seven days, and Bai Hua already feels that he is becoming more and more powerless. He clutched the armrest of his chair, his hand hidden under his brocade sleeves already blue on his knuckles. His face tightened, and a fine bead of sweat was applied to his forehead.

He was terrified in his heart, and he desperately suppressed the power in his body. Looking at the ministers below, he was faintly worried, afraid that his situation would be known by the people below.

However, the people at the head, except for Qian Rong, who was standing nearby, no one could see that Bai Hua was sick. He dismissed the ministers in time, and then followed behind Bai Hua himself, and the two of them arrived at the east hall one after the other.

Entering the palace gate, the calm expressions of the two changed, and Bai Hua could no longer hide it. He leaned on the table closest to the door, bowed his back to Qianrong, gritted his teeth to restrain the strength in his body, and said coldly: "Go out." ”

"Your Majesty, please forgive your subordinates for being rude." Qian Rong stood behind Bai Hua with a tense face, and did not mean to turn around and go out.

If he doesn't make a move, what kind of subordinate should he be? If His Majesty really has a good one, how can he feel at ease?

Bai Hua didn't hear Qianrong going out, tilted his head slightly, and the corner of his eye swept to the figure who was firm and motionless. He suddenly couldn't restrain his anger from his heart, picked up a thin vase on the table, smashed it behind without looking, and shouted: "Benjun let you out!" ”

Qian Rong calmly dodged the oncoming vase, took it with his hand, and held it firmly in his hand.

"Do you dare to disobey this king's orders now?" Bai Hua's face was already faintly blue, and he used all his strength, but it was just to stop those scurrying spiritual power to the neckline of his clothes. If Qianrong stays any longer, I'm afraid that he will see his ugliness later.

Thinking of this, Bai Hua turned around sharply, in addition to the rage, there was also a chill in his eyes, and a trace of imperceptible horror.

Chion Ei walked around Bai Hua and put the vase back on the table. His eyes met Bai Hua's eyes, and he didn't have the respectful demeanor that a subordinate should have, and only said: "Your Majesty, your aura is running around now, to the point where you can't control it, isn't it?" ”

Bai Hua looked at Qianrong with eyes like looking at a dead person, exuding an awe-inspiring chill all over his body, "I can't help myself." ”

It's just that Qianrong was not afraid of him at this time, put aside the restraint of being a subordinate, and helped Bai Hua to a small collapse in front of the screen without saying anything, helped him sit down, and then he was behind himself, carrying the spiritual power in his palm, and holding Bai Hua's back to transport it inside.

The moment he came into contact, Qianrong's face was also difficult to look at, and he immediately understood the meaning of the phrase "not self-sufficient" that Bai Hua said.

Bai Hua was powerless to resist at this time, so he could only let Qianrong input his spiritual power into his body.

After about half an hour, Chiei withdrew his palm. Before he could kneel down and plead guilty to Bai Hua, Bai Hua reflexively gave him a hard slap, almost knocking him off the couch to the ground.

Qianrong didn't dare to say anything, so he knelt down and leaned over and said, "Your Majesty, your subordinates know their mistakes." ”

Bai Hua quickly tidied up his clothes, stood upright, looked down at Qianrong condescendingly, and said coldly: "Qianrong, you remember it for Benjun, even if it is for Benjun's good, Benjun will not allow you to make your own decisions!" ”

"Yes." Chiei lowered her head and replied with a wry smile. Before he did these things, he had expected His Majesty's reaction. Now it is only the result of his following crimes, and he deserves it!

For Qianrong, Bai Hua only slapped him once, and he really showed mercy to his subordinates. Even in the past, when his mother provoked him, he would break a few ribs at every turn.

After Bai Hua left, Qian Rong got up. He looked at the door of the east hall with empty eyes, and his heart was also full of lingering melancholy.

He had just come into contact with His Majesty, and only then did he know that the illness in His Majesty's body, even if he gave up his spiritual power, was useless. In the words of the world, it is already terminally ill!

His spiritual power was only temporarily suppressing the power in Bai Hua's body. Soon, it wouldn't be long before that powerful force would break through the barrier he had set up in Bai Hua's body. Then, the momentum is like a bamboo, and no one can stop it!

His Majesty must have known about this for a long time, so he endured it alone and didn't let them know.

After thinking for a moment, Chiyoung quickly decided.

He's going to go to the underworld again, and this time he must see Bi Fang!