"What are you talking about! The son is a piece of flesh that fell from his mother's body, how can I let you die! Are you ripping my heart out?" Yue Miqing looked at him in disbelief.

Qi Zheng completely lost interest in coaxing her.

"Mother, anyway, I'm like this in my life, my leg is broken, and I'm not a man, if you really don't like me so much, call me into the palace less!" After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

"If you get out, don't come again!" Yue Miqing said fiercely, and then angrily brushed all the cups on the table to the ground.

The sound of the cup shattering was crisp and harsh, and his steps froze, but for a moment, he continued his steps, probably because he was angry, and he didn't even stop when he accidentally stepped on the shards.

It's just that the slight lame foot makes his steps look somewhat funny and embarrassing.

The slag of the ceramic tea bowl shattered to the ground, and the place where Qi stepped on it was a little red, probably punctured the sole of the shoe and stained with blood.

It's a mess, and it's shocking to watch.

Yue Miqing looked at the mess in the room, and her heart felt empty. I couldn't help but lie on the table and cry bitterly.

Gradually, her crying subsided, and she raised her head from her arm, her eyes full of unwillingness.

She can't just admit defeat, she doesn't want to die, Xia Huang's attitude makes her feel cold, and at the same time it also rings a wake-up call for her, since Qi is useless, she can't sit still.

A plan slowly emerged in her mind, and her eyes gradually became deep and full of calculations. c

The next morning, the entire summer palace was in chaos.

Because Emperor Xia actually fell ill.

After leaving Yilan Palace last night, Emperor Xia went back to the imperial study, but early this morning, when the chief eunuch who served was about to wash Emperor Xia, he suddenly found that Emperor Xia didn't know when he fainted.

The frightened and panicked eunuch hurriedly announced the imperial doctor.

The imperial doctors at the Imperial Hospital were also panicked.

After one consultation and discussion, it was concluded that Emperor Xia was overtired and suddenly fell ill, so he ...... Stroke......

When Yue Miqing learned the news, everyone was dumbfounded.

What is overtiredness? Everyone in the palace knew that Emperor Xia had come to her for a spring night last night, but he had a stroke when he left.

Wouldn't she become the target of public criticism?

The more I thought about Yue Miqing, the more I collapsed, the old emperor is so old, isn't it normal to suddenly have a sickness or disaster? But it happened after she left.

It's none of her business, she can't wash it clean!

Unlike her busy side, in the prison, Yu Jinyuan was drinking porridge slowly.

The wounds have been treated, and the clothes have been changed into clean clothes, and the whole person is sitting there, and the slow movements look pleasing to the eye.

The only thing that ruined the atmosphere was a thin wound on his face, which had turned from blood red to dark brown, like a thin line, but it was not very obvious.

"That's it, Emperor Xia is now paralyzed on the bed, unconscious, his mouth is crooked, and he can't speak clearly, so the ministers are asking for the three princes to govern on their behalf." Qi Yu stood aside and said lightly.

Yu Jinyuan's face was not surprised, this had long been expected by them.

"What's going on over there with Yue Miqing?"

"I heard that she summoned Qi Qi into the palace late at night last night, but listening to the eyeliner in the palace was not pleasant, Yue Miqing dropped something, and it didn't take long for Qi Qi to leave angrily."

After a bowl of porridge was at the bottom, Yu Jinyuan handed the bowl to Qi Yu.