Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 450

Su Baiyi could see that Lingyun was talking to him again, but he didn't speak, just nodded and said: "Let me feel your pulse."

In the process of taking the pulse, Su Baiyi's heart trembled. This is not the pulse of illness, but rather like taking medicine.

It is not an ordinary medicine, but a favorite prescription of a senior imperial physician.

It is not difficult to solve it, but the old doctor is working for His Majesty alone, so her current situation cannot be avoided without His Majesty's handwriting.

But fortunately, she has a calm temper, and she didn't show any superfluous expressions: "It's nothing serious, it's just that I got sick because of my agitation, and the heart disease will slowly improve."

"Thank you." Lingyun easily believed this reason.

She knew her own body well, she had always been in good health, and it was only because she was too afraid of the possibility that she didn't suspect anything.

On the way back, Su Baiyi kept hesitating whether to tell Han Zhiyu about it.

The medicine really can't hurt the life and the foundation of the body, it just makes people weak for a period of time, and it will come back after mending.

However, that was Han Zhiyu's court lady.

But when she saw Han Zhiyu, she didn't know where to start.

"How is she?" Although she had some doubts about Lingyun, after following her for so long, Han Zhiyu still cared about her.

Su Baiyi smiled: "It's no big deal, it's about the same as you, just take care of her, don't bully her around, just think about skinning her every day."

Han Zhiyu was full of black question marks: "Nonsense, I am not a harsh person."

She suppressed the desire to roll her eyes, and said to Jing Huan: "Tell Lingyun, since you are sick, you should take a good rest and recuperate, and you don't need to serve me by my side."

After speaking, he gave Su Baiyi a disdainful look, which meant: You see, I don't know how generous.

Originally, I thought Lingyun acted a little strangely, but now that she is recovering from illness, she has given herself some time to sort out her thoughts.

"Your Majesty is kind." Su Baiyi smiled helplessly, but still very cooperatively handed her a rainbow fart.

This disease comes and goes quickly.

Han Zhiyu endured bitterness and drank the medicine for two days, and then she recovered.

Although she was ill, she has not been idle for the past two days, and has been looking at the information of the aristocratic family.

The last thing she saw was a mess. She sat blankly in front of the desk, but couldn't find a suitable expression for her.

Looking at the queen who seemed to have lost her soul, Jing Huan didn't know how to react: "My lady, what's wrong?"

"Why not?" She couldn't help but feel relieved that she didn't find any clues, and felt even more panicked.

Jing Huan was stunned: "Nothing?"

Han Zhiyu forced herself to calm down: "I have seen the relationship between the family for so many years, and it has always been peaceful. Although there are occasional frictions, they are always twisted together like a hemp rope. From the perspective of the family, they have no reason for me. The maid next to me spent so much money."

Their relationship is both competition and companionship.

Competing with each other for resources, but tacitly suppressing poor families, it is like raising Gu for the royal family, giving room for growth, but limiting the scope.

There is only one word that comes to mind when people see it, arrogance.

"Could it be because of His Majesty?" Seeing that there were only the two of them now, Jing Huan also boldly asked.

If there were not too many conflicts among themselves, then would His Majesty, as an outsider with growing wings, become the target of public criticism?

Han Zhiyu shook her head lightly when she heard the words, and flipped through the file in her hand unconsciously: "The possibility is so slim that it can be ignored."

(End of this chapter)