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Chapter 231 The Eternal Empress ([-])

The story of the empress' bloodbath of the imperial court was spread so quickly that Shen Changming's next imperial court had not even reached the palace, the entire streets and alleys of the imperial capital and even the harem knew about it.

Therefore, in the eyes of the people of Daliang, the empress is not only fatuous and heartless, but also cruel.

However, these have no effect on Shen Changming, and now the Prince Regent faction still wants to move the Empress of Liang, which is tantamount to shaking a tree with a mayfly, and turning a mantis into a cart.

Returning to the Golden Phoenix Hall with a whole body of blood, he turned an oblique corner and saw a white shadow standing in the wind.

Shen Changming frowned and froze in his footsteps.

Nan Yanyun held on to the gate of the palace, seeing the figure of the Empress, her eyes lit up, and she limped forward with Moutong's support.

"I pay respects to Your Majesty."

"Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to move to Xiaoyun Palace?"

"Chen...cough cough..." The man trembled, covered his mouth and coughed fiercely.

Nan Yanyun was really frightened, Shen Changming's expression was really not good, he was too impatient, he shouldn't be so rash.

"I just want to say thank you to Your Majesty, thank you for sending an imperial doctor to see me, and thank you for helping me yesterday."

After coughing, Nan Yanyun clenched his fists, and Shen Changming still saw the bright red.

"If you are not in good health, don't toss about it." Shen Changming pretended not to see it, walked around Nan Yanyun and walked into the hall.

Seeing the Empress leave Nan Yanyun in a hurry, her blood surged up, and she lost consciousness when her eyes went dark.

"Young master!" Moutong yelled, squatting down and hugging Nan Yanyun tightly, "Young master, don't scare me!"

His face darkened again and again, before Shen Changming went back to pick up the fainted person on the ground and brought him back to the palace: "Tell the imperial physician!"

After some panic in Jinfengdian, it returned to calm.

Moutong and Linghong guarded outside the hall, while inside the hall Shen Changming sat on the bed and half embraced Nan Yanyun, sending a steady stream of internal energy into Nan Yanyun's body.

After more than half an hour, Shen Changming's face became paler than Nan Yanyun's, so he had to stop, put her into the bed and tucked in the quilt, and the moment her feet touched the ground, her internal energy was exhausted and the world spun around.

After a little better, Shen Changming put on the boots embroidered with a golden phoenix and left the bed, but she still sat at the table in the hall and guarded.

Nan Yanyun's health was so poor that the imperial physician said that he would not live for three years.

Holding the teacup tightly, Shen Changming was in a bad mood.

Shen Zheng's emotions in this world are too sensitive, he treats her as a prey, so she should be his prey well, but she never thought that just a little coldness would scare people.

There is a colorless and odorless poison in Nan Yanyun's body, which is one of the main culprits for hollowing out his body.

It's funny to say that the medicine was actually given by the original owner, and it was given to Nan Yanyun following the regent's orders. The antidote was in Shen Xuefei's hands, and it had been destroyed in front of the original owner.

If she had come to this plane two years earlier, things would not have turned out like this.

Nan Yanyun woke up at night, felt the mask on his face was still there, and breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the empress sitting in the hall, with hatred in her eyes.

Look at this person who is heartless and ruthless. After killing his whole family, he can still sit here as if he doesn't know anything. Also, she has killed so many people, how can she remember a mere Nan family.

"... Cough, Your Majesty..."

The voice was weak, like an abandoned cat, but Shen Changming clearly felt the killing intent just now.

Restraining the irritability in her heart, Shen Changming got up from the table and walked towards Nan Yanyun. She stood at the head of the bed and looked down at him: "The imperial doctor said you need to have a good rest."

"Your Majesty..." Nan Yanyun knew that this was an opportunity. He forced himself up and wanted to get out of bed, but just halfway up the climb, he fell forward and slammed into Shen Changming, holding on to Shen Changming's clothes, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician also said that What?"

After hesitating for a while, Shen Changming supported Nan Yanyun's back and let him lean on the soft pillow: "The imperial doctor said that your body is seriously deficient, and you can only live for three years at most."

Nan Yanyun's own body can be seen by a doctor at any time, so Shen Changming did not hide it.

three years?

He raised his head to meet the gaze of the Empress.

Three years was enough to kill Shen Changming.

At this moment, the empress is much more talkative than before outside the hall, Nan Yanyun subconsciously grabbed the empress's hand: "Your Majesty..."

"I have sent Linghong to prepare food, is there anything else I want to ask?"

Looking down at the hand holding her, her lips were drawn into a straight line.

Nan Yanyun shook his head, moved his body and leaned against Shen Changming again, he hugged Shen Changming's waist and buried his face in front of her belly sobbing.

The person in front of him deserves to die, but the enemy is in front of him but he can't kill him, but he still wants to please her, how sad.

Feeling the moistness coming from it, the empress seemed to have softened her heart after all, and gently hugged him: "Don't worry, the palace has the best doctor, who will definitely be able to take care of your body."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Not long after, Linghong brought hot porridge, Moutong fed it to Nan Yanyun by the bed, and Shen Changming left Jinfeng Hall.

Back at Qindian, Shen Changming began to deal with today's papers. Just after reading three books, the feeling of dizziness came again. She accidentally swept away the first base paper on the general's case while helping the table.

Outside the hall, Linghong heard and asked quickly: "Your Majesty? But what do you need me for?"

"It's alright, just leave."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

It seems impossible to use internal force to suppress or pull out the toxin in Nan Yanyun's body. The only way is probably to transfer the toxin to another person.

With medicinal materials and special conditioning, Nan Yanyun was finally able to get out of bed on the third day.

The first thing he did when he left the Golden Phoenix Palace was to find Shen Changming, but Linghong told him that His Majesty was not in the palace.

Shen Changming left the palace and went to Nanying. She was looking for Li Qiliang to discuss dealing with Da Zhou.

After three hours of secret discussions with Li Qiliang, Shen Changming returned to the palace.

In the past few days, Shen Changming had to listen to a group of ministers chattering and gossip, and he had to deal with a pile of memorials until late at night, which made Shen Changming physically and mentally exhausted.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he pushed open the door of the Golden Phoenix Hall, and an afterimage bumped into it. Shen Changming subconsciously stretched out his feet and kicked the thing that rushed out.

As soon as the thing flew out, Nan Yanyun cried out in grief: "Mouton!"

As soon as the words fell, Mouton smashed on the wooden table in the hall like a puppet with broken strings, smashing the wooden table to pieces. He spat out blood and stared at the empress who appeared at the door in disbelief.

Shen Changming's scalp tightened, and he quickly turned around and scolded Linghong: "Hurry up and send him to the Imperial Hospital!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Linghong quickly entered the hall, picked up Moutong and left.

Nan Yanyun's hands were hanging down by his side and clenched tightly, he closed his eyes and turned away, the shocking hatred could not be concealed in his eyes, he dared not open them.

Looking at the person sitting on the edge of the bed, Shen Changming felt a sense of powerlessness, she stepped forward and gently put her arms around Nan Yanyun: "Don't worry, Mouton will be fine."

"Well, Your Majesty, Mouton acted in conflict, so transfer him elsewhere."

This time he kicked Mouton for no reason, so next time he kicked Mouton's life?

The king is moody, and if Mouton stays here, he will be restrained.

"Okay." Of course it would be better for Moutong to leave, the male waiter was too careful, but he was valued by Nan Yanyun.

"Your Majesty, can I not go back to Xiaoyun Palace now?" The empress almost said what he said because of Mouton's matter, Nan Yanyun struck while the iron was hot, and said what she wanted.

"Okay, let's recuperate in the Golden Phoenix Hall first, and then go back when you feel better."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The man in his arms rubbed her chin flatteringly, but she knew that if she could, she would have been tied into a sieve by him now.

Even though those things were done by the original owner, Shen Changming could only let Nan Yanyun hate himself.

"Tomorrow, I will take you out of the palace for a walk. The imperial doctor said that you need to relax more."

"Okay." Nan Yanyun narrowed his eyes, Shen Changming's attitude towards him has softened a lot these days, which is a good thing, and going out of the palace - even handing him a pillow while sleeping, is what he wished for.

(End of this chapter)