After rebirth, the princess made and dragged

Before I knew it, snowflakes started to fall in the sky.

Qin Song came from the distant corridor, and as soon as he approached, the soldiers guarding the door immediately knelt down and saluted with a very respectful attitude.

Without even looking at those people, he walked towards the closed door.

"How is Father?"

"Go back to Your Highness, everything is fine with the Emperor today."

After asking a few simple questions, he gave a cold greeting and then opened the door.

As the door opens, the heat in the room immediately hits the face, making people feel a little bit hot.

The house was burned to the ground, and the temperature in the house was very high. It was obviously a cold day, but the people staying in the house only needed to wear very few clothes.

The palace is very big, but it is also very quiet inside.

The palace maid and eunuch stood in the corner, silent and very polite, but it made people feel very depressed.

Qin Song walked directly to the end and saw his father putting on his shoes in front of the desk. He saluted unhurriedly.

"Father, I have come to pay my respects to you." There was a smile on his lips, and his tone sounded very respectful, but his expression was lazy.

Emperor Qinghe wrote without any pause.

Qin Song was not surprised. After finishing the superficial work, he stood up and said, "My father's body is still not well, so I won't disturb you to have a good rest."

After saying that, Qin Song turned around and wanted to leave.

"Old Six."

Just as Qin Song was about to walk to the door, Emperor Qinghe's voice came from behind.

"Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death." Emperor Qinghe's tone was cold and inexplicable.

Qin Song turned around, with a strange twist on his handsome face: "Father, do you think that I will die? Hahaha, Father, you don't have to worry about this. I will live for a long time.

Yes. Oh, by the way, Father, you have to take good care of your health as soon as possible. In one month, my son’s enthronement ceremony will be held. If you are always sick, how can you see my son come to the world?"

After saying these words, Qin Song left with a smile.

Emperor Qinghe looked at his writing and casually put the brush aside.

He was breathing heavily, but his face was pale, and his whole body was shaky.

Just when he was about to fall, he was held up.

"Your Majesty, please calm down." A gentle female voice sounded in his ears.

Emperor Qinghe raised his head and met the worried eyes of Queen Wang.

"Your Majesty, I will help you sit down next to me."

Queen Wang said softly, looking at Emperor Qinghe with deep emotion in her eyes.

"Has the imperial doctor come to see you today?" Queen Wang asked immediately after Emperor Qinghe sat down.

The palace was very quiet. The maids staying in the corner lowered their heads in unison, wishing they had never existed.

When she didn't get an answer, Queen Wang couldn't help showing an angry look. She asked angrily: "What are you asking me? Are you mute? If you don't speak, I will pluck out your tongues!"

Seeing that Queen Wang was about to take action, Emperor Qinghe suddenly stretched out his hand and patted her hand: "I'm angry. It's not like you don't know about my body. It makes a big difference if I have an imperial doctor or not."

"Your Majesty." Queen Wang's eyes suddenly filled with tears: "Your Majesty, you were said so."

Emperor Qinghe tilted his head, glanced at the people huddled in the corner, and said, "You all should go out."

The maids huddled in the corner lowered their heads and said nothing.

Queen Wang frowned, with a hint of displeasure on her pretty eyebrows: "I asked you to go out, can't you hear me?"

"Queen, spare your life. The prince said, Your Majesty, your health is not good. We must stay here and serve you." After the palace maid finished speaking, she put her head on the ground, her whole body trembling.

Queen Wang's face changed: "At your service at any time? What a bastard, are you asking someone to spy on His Majesty?"

She looked around and suddenly saw something. She strode to the side, picked up the long sword on the shelf, and said coldly: "A group of palace maids dare to spy on the emperor. I will kill you first today."

"Queen, please forgive me." Everyone kneeling on the ground quickly begged for mercy.

But the murderous intent in Queen Wang's eyes was clear and there was no warmth at all. She rushed over, raised her sword and was about to kill.

"Queen, cough, cough, cough." At this moment, Emperor Qinghe's weak voice came.

The sword in Queen Wang's hand had almost touched the palace maid at the front. However, after hearing Emperor Qinghe's voice, she quickly put it down and came over quickly: "Your Majesty, how are you? Slow down, you are in a hurry."

Emperor Qinghe panted, and after being comforted, his expression became better: "I'm a little tired, please help me into the back room."

"Yes." Queen Wang responded.

Queen Wang helped Emperor Qinghe go inside, and after making sure that the maids were still where they were, her expression improved a lot.

After entering the back room, she easily lowered the bed curtain.

"Your Majesty." After placing the person on the bed, Queen Wang's eyes were full of tears and concern.

"Queen, my body, I understand him from the bottom of my heart."

Emperor Qinghe sighed. His health had always been good, and he thought he could live for more than ten years, but as a result, he collapsed so quickly after the treatment relapsed.

He knew in his heart that he only had four or five months left.

If he dies, what will Dazhao do? What will happen to the queen who has been following him?