Zhao Wanxi was stunned when she heard that Princess Li was ill?

She was a straightforward person. After hearing this, she naturally came out with doubts. "I don't know what's wrong with Princess Li's sister?"

Uncle Wen once again respectfully said, "my chest is stuffy and my breath is short. I have been ill for a long time."

Zhao Wanxi dropped her eyes: "there is a doctor in the palace. Let the doctor have a look."

She always thinks that today's things are a little strange. A few days ago, she was still well. How could she feel uncomfortable today? And ask her to come?

"All the doctors have seen it. Three or four of them don't see anything wrong." Uncle Wu stood up and said, "if the queen doesn't want to see it, just say it. Why do you beat around the Bush?"

He was straightforward and sat in front of the audience to listen to the two people's grinding and chirping. He had been impatient for a long time, and his face was faintly angry.

Uncle Wu turned around and wanted to leave. Zhao Wanxi said to keep him, "wait a minute."

"Why is master Wu so impatient?" She smile, calm voice, "the palace just don't understand the situation, now know, naturally will go to see."

Uncle Wu came back from being blocked and looked a little ugly.

However, Zhao Wanxi had already looked at qiong'er and said faintly, "two adults should go ahead. We still need to prepare some things for our palace. We'll come later."

"Joan, send two adults to our palace."

It's light and solemn without losing the majesty of the queen. This empress is definitely not a simple character.

Uncle Wen's evaluation of Zhao Wanxi is a higher level in his heart. He pulls Uncle Wu to bend down slowly, "then wait for the empress to come."

Zhao Wanxi kept smiling and watched them go out.

When Joan came back from outside the palace, she got up and went to the inner palace.

Dressing up is just a cover. There must be something strange about it. Zhao Wanxi has some bad premonitions, but she can't infer anything from that little contact.

She sat in front of the dresser and raised her voice: "Joan, put on the Phoenix crown for our palace."

The Phoenix crown is the symbol of the empress's majesty.

Joan was stunned and replied, "yes."

Zhao Wanxi looked in the unclear bronze mirror and reflected her shadow. She had a pretty face. It was a girl's face. She could not see that she was the mother of three children.

The crown of the Phoenix was worn on her head, graceful and dignified, and the majesty of the world was revealed incisively and vividly.

Today, it is rare for her to have the Queen's dress.

Looking at her face in the bronze mirror, Zhao Wanxi calmed down a little. She called a little maid of honor from the side and said in a low voice, "please go and invite the emperor. She said that the sister of Princess Li in Changjing palace is unwell. Please go and see her with her."

The little maid of the palace dropped her eyes.

Looking at the figure that the little maid of honor walked out quickly, Joan didn't understand, "what's that, madam?"

"Without him, just prepare for yourself."

There must be something hidden in this illness. If Leng Jun roams in the past, her heart will be more stable.

It's an inexplicable feeling.

"Let's go."

Zhao Wanxi raised her hand, put it on Joan's hand, and walked to Changjing palace not far away.

Her eyes color is firm, no matter what intrigue, she will not refuse. Because she believes that even if the weather is rainy, there will always be a sunny day.

And that day, often not too far away.

When Zhao Wanxi came, uncle Wen and Uncle Wu were leaning against Ouyang Huajing's bed.