The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

The county magistrate himself didn't know anything, so he could only ask someone to call Detective Zhang over quickly.

Detective Zhang is a native of Lingtai County and has served for many years. He knows much more about Lingtai County than the county magistrate.

Knowing that Shang Kui and Fang Wujiu wanted to ask about the barbarians in the Western Regions, Detective Zhang quickly said.

"The Yu family's visiting son-in-law is from the Western Regions, but that happened more than 20 years ago. The visiting son-in-law has also disappeared, and it is not known whether he is dead or alive."

Fang Wujiu keenly captured the key information and asked.

"The Yu family has a visiting son-in-law?"

Detective Zhang didn't dare to hide anything, and immediately told everything about the Yu family.

After listening to his narration, Fang Wujiu has already pieced together the ins and outs of the whole thing in his mind.

If he guessed correctly, Yu Jiu should have switched camps now, and then Yu Jiu and Xiao Xixi should go to find the head of the Tianmen Sect. Yu Jiu wants revenge, and Xiao Xixi wants to avoid future troubles forever.

These two people are determined to do something!

But how can the master of Tianmen gate be a little person who can be dealt with by the two of them?

Tianmen was able to hide in the Dasheng Dynasty for so many years, and it has developed into a behemoth like it is today, which is enough to show how powerful the method of the master of Tianmen is.

If Xiao Xixi and Yu Jiu confronted him head-on, it was obvious that the latter had a better chance of winning.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Xiao Xixi and Yu Jiu were lucky enough to succeed, there are still so many people in Tianmen. If the two of them killed the owner of the sect, would they still be able to retreat unscathed?

They are afraid that they will pounce on them and eat the two of them alive!

Fang Wujiu immediately wrote a letter and handed it to Shang Kui.

"You send someone to send this letter back to Shengjing and hand it over to the emperor, it must be fast!"

Shang Kui: "Okay."

Fang Wujiu: "Send another team to find out all the Western Regions people who have been established, and find out their details."

Shang Kui immediately sent people to do these two things.

The secret letter was rushed back to Shengjing by Yu Linwei.

Inside the palace.

Luo Qinghan has suffered from insomnia for almost ten days in a row.

As long as he closes his eyes, he will see Xixi hiding in an unknown corner, losing his breath of life little by little.

He didn't dare close his eyes to rest, didn't dare to look at the picture.

He could only struggle until dawn with his eyes open.

After suffering for so long, he finally broke down his body.

The emperor fell ill, and the imperial doctors were in a hurry, racking their brains to help him take care of his body.

However, no matter how much medicine he took, the emperor's physical condition never improved.

The Imperial Physician Order said to Eunuch Chang privately.

"Your Majesty suffers from a heart disease, and heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine."

Eunuch Chang knew that the emperor's heart disease was the noble concubine.

Now the whereabouts of the noble concubine is unknown, life and death are uncertain, the emperor is so worried that he doesn't think about eating and drinking. If it goes on for a long time, his health will definitely get worse and worse.

After Eunuch Chang sent off the imperial physician order, he returned to the sleeping hall.

He watched the little maid standing on the ground at a loss as to what to do with the decoction, while the emperor was sitting on the desk with the memorial that the cabinet had just delivered in his hand, and he didn't look at the little maid next to him.

Seeing Eunuch Chang coming in, the little palace lady hurriedly looked at him with a look of pleading for help.

When Eunuch Chang saw this scene, he knew that the emperor must not want to take the medicine again. The little maid didn't dare to persuade him much, and she didn't dare to just leave, so she could only kneel beside her and wait helplessly.

Eunuch Chang cautiously reminded: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to drink the medicine."

Although the imperial physician's order stated that the root of the emperor's disease was from the heart, he still had to take the medicine that should be taken, otherwise his body would only collapse faster.

Luo Qinghan replied without raising her head.

"Put it there."

Eunuch Chang wants to say that the medicine should be drunk while it is hot, but he is familiar with the emperor's temper, and some words are enough, and the emperor will be annoyed if he talks too much, especially the emperor has been in a bad mood recently, and his temper is even more unpredictable indefinite.

In the end, Eunuch Chang could only ask the little maid to put down the soup.

The little palace maid put the medicine on the small table next to her as if she had received an amnesty, and quickly withdrew.

She was really afraid of the emperor.

Especially during the period when the imperial concubine left, the emperor's character became more and more indifferent and severe. He hardly spoke much unless necessary on weekdays. As long as the people around him made a mistake, they would be dealt with mercilessly by the emperor.

All the people who served the emperor were trembling, lest there be something that would make the emperor dissatisfied.

Obviously, the emperor was not like this before.

Although he was unreasonable in the past, he usually would not pursue too much such innocuous little problems.

It will never be as cloudy and uncertain as it is now.

Everyone knew in their hearts that all this was because of the concubine's departure.

Eunuch Chang watched the soup cool down little by little, but the emperor never wanted to drink the medicine. He read one memorial after another, as if he would never know how tired he was.

It was almost dark outside.

Eunuch Chang couldn't help reminding in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, my servant will warm up the medicine for you."

Luo Qinghan responded casually: "Yes."

Eunuch Chang immediately asked someone to take down the bowl of medicine.

After a while, a bowl of steaming soup was served again.

However, Luo Qinghan still took a second look at the soup that night.

He was immersed in his work, and he had to rely on busy work to distract himself, lest he lose his mind because of worrying about Xi Xi's safety.

Eunuch Chang bravely persuaded.

"Your Majesty, your illness is still not cured. The imperial doctor told you to take more rest, so that your illness can heal faster."

Luo Qinghan said without raising his head: "I know my body well, I'm fine."

Eunuch Chang: "Your Majesty, if the imperial concubine were here, she would definitely not be willing to see you tormenting your body like this."

Luo Qinghan paused while reviewing the memorial.

The ink from the tip of the nose dropped a little black on the memorial.

He raised his head slowly, revealing a slightly pale and handsome face.

Because of the continuous insomnia, he looked a lot haggard.

Eunuch Chang knew that the imperial concubine was the emperor's deathbed, and no one else could touch it, but in this situation, only by mentioning the imperial concubine could the emperor be touched, otherwise no matter what others said, the emperor would just be indifferent.

Under the silent gaze of the emperor, Eunuch Chang felt extremely stressed, and he continued to speak with difficulty.

"The servant knows that you are very worried about the safety of the imperial concubine. Because of this, you should take care of your health. If you fall ill, how can you find the imperial concubine?"

Luo Qinghan's thin lips moved slightly: "Can she come back?"

Eunuch Chang hurriedly said: "Of course I will come back, the imperial concubine attaches so much importance to you, in order to save you, she even did not hesitate to risk her own life..."

Having said that, he suddenly stopped.

He was about to say the wrong thing!