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"…" Sanniang was shocked. That was not what he did last night!

He sized her up and thought to himself that she might have fought and purposely said so.

He scooped another spoonful of congee for her, "Miss, it's not that Sanniang is blabbermouth, but it's not easy to meet a husband who cares so much about himself these days. Although your man's temper isn't good, I can tell that he's nervous about you.

A couple quarrelling at the head of a bed should not damage the relationship between husband and wife because of small matters. "

Shen Zhiqiao was embarrassed, "Sanniang, you've really misunderstood. We're really not husband and wife …" Pausing, she continued, "Third Mother, did he really send me here last night? No one else? "

"En, it's a little late. We've all gone to sleep. Your man was hugging a bloodied body, and you just barged in. It's dark in here and you thought you were a thief, but you didn't lose your courage."

Shen Zhi Qiao also understood that the person who had saved her last night was Ji Lian Ye.

Ye Zichen frowned with a hint of regret. No matter how vile he was before, he was still the savior of her and the child in her womb. His attitude just now might have been a little inappropriate.

Noticing the relaxed expression on her face, San Niang pursed her lips and smiled. She then fed the last of the white porridge in the bowl to her before walking out.

Shen Zhiqiao took a deep breath, leaned his head against the headboard, and thought hard.

The reason why Leng Yan let her head in the opposite direction from the entrance to the palace last night was probably because he had guessed something.

In fact, they all knew that Leng Yan was probably...

Touching her stomach, if it wasn't for Leng Yan desperately protecting this child, perhaps she wouldn't even have the chance to know that she was pregnant.

Tears moistened the corners of her eyes as she suddenly opened her eyes. She raised her hand with the buddhist beads as her throat was slightly blocked.

Tuoba Yu, did you see that?

This is what you and I have to bear together, and you, what are you doing now?!

The moment the news of Tuoba Yu's sudden visit to the marquis' residence spread, it instantly caused an uproar in Dongling City.

The pedestrians on both sides of the street automatically moved to the sides, causing the street to fall to their knees.

This was the first time since the young emperor ascended the throne that he had been condescending to the throne.

This kind of honor was unprecedented in the Eastern Tomb Dynasty.

Uncle Tie supported Qi Mujing, who couldn't stand up strong at all, as he waited respectfully at the door.

On the other hand, Shen Yun Zhi was somewhat absent-minded, and even a little apprehensive.

According to the news that came from the palace, this little emperor doted heavily on Shen Zhiqiao, and she was almost certain that the humiliation she had experienced at the palace had been caused by this little emperor.

The bright yellow chaise stopped at the entrance of the house of the Marquis, and Tuoba Yu walked out of the chaise as he obeyed. An unfathomable arc hung at the corner of his mouth as he glared at the dying Marquis.

Zhen Jian gave him a hand, and Tuoba Yu walked down.

Seeing this, Uncle Tie and the rest hurriedly knelt down and laid their heads on the ground.

In the end, his gaze landed on Qi Mujing. He suddenly took a few quick steps forward and bent down to help Qi Mujing up, inhaling the smell of the medicine in his nose. The corner of his mouth twitched, he endured it, raised his voice slightly, and said, "Marquis Zhonglie is not feeling well, there's no need to perform such a courtesy …" He glanced at Zhen Feng, "Zhen Feng, help Marquis Zhong enter the mansion. The wind is blowing strongly outside. If the condition here worsens, it will be our fault."

Zhen Lin nodded his head and quickly reached out his hand to help Tuoba Yu.

Tuoba Yu took the lead to walk in first, with Zhen Feng and Uncle Tie supporting Qi Mujing behind.

After that was the Southern Jue.

Tuoba Rui usually did not appear on such occasions.

He followed them in.

Only then did the people kneeling at the entrance and on the street all raise their heads and stand up from the ground.

With Xiang'er's support, Shen Shuzhi stood by the door.

Ye Zichen looked at the figures with suspicion, then picked up the group and followed them.

Tuoba Yu was very considerate because he had to take care of Qi Mujing's current physical condition, which made it impossible for him to leave. Thus, he agreed to meet her in the courtyard.

A group of people majestically headed towards the Jing Garden.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw the coffin placed in the center of the room. Tuoba Yu's gaze turned darker as he quietly scanned the surroundings of the courtyard. This was the place where she had lived before.

Uncle Tie glanced at the coffin in his room, panicked, and quickly ordered his men to move it out.

When the fruits and pastries arrived, they saw someone carrying a coffin out.

A cold light flashed in her almond eyes. Move it, move it, and it won't be long before you move it back out again.

Then, with a decent smile on his face, he leisurely walked in.

Qi Mujing was placed on the couch by Uncle Tie and Zhen Zhen, while Tuoba was sitting on the carved wooden stool by the bed, his long and thick eyelashes hanging down slightly as he watched Qi Mujing. His eyes were wide open, but lifeless, so skinny that only skin and bones remained, his face was green and black, and his lips were dry and cracked.

The hand on his knees lightly knocked, and spoke with concern, "What disease has Marquis Zhong Lie suffered? How could it be so serious? Is there any imperial physician from the imperial palace who wants to take a look? "

Qi Mujing's wooden eyes slanted to the side and it was extremely slow. He opened his mouth to reply, but the voice that came out was hoarse and out of tune.

"…" The corner of Tuoba Yu's mouth twitched uncertainly once again.

Uncle Tie covered his mouth and coughed as he replied, "To return to the emperor, the marquis has lung disease and has already sent word to the imperial physician."

"Oh?" Tuoba Yu raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Uncle Tie, "What's the result?"

Uncle Tie lowered his eyes and lightly shook his head. "Reporting to the emperor, the imperial physicians said that the Marquis' illness was discovered too late and that he has no way to reverse the situation now. The day that he can delay it is day after day."

Just as Uncle Tie finished speaking, Shen Shuzhi walked over with a cup of tea. He handed it over to Tuoba Yu with both hands and said with a voice as melodious as an oriole, "Please have some tea, Your Majesty."

Tuoba Yu glanced at her indifferently, and an unknown smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't accept it, but looked towards Uncle Tie, "This is?"

Even though he knew the answer, he simply lowered his head. Before Uncle Tie could reply, he said, "Reporting to the emperor, this lowly concubine is Shen Shuzhi. She is the wife of Marquis Zhong Lie."

"So it's the marquis' wife." A dark glint flashed through Tuoba's phoenix eyes. "Earlier on, I heard my imperial grandmother mention you, Madam Hou. I heard that the Madam Hou's brewing a good cup of tea …" Ye Zichen glanced at the tea in her hand. "I wonder if Madam personally made this tea?"

"My humble concubine is terrified. It was the empress dowager's fault for her praise." He passed the tea in his hand back to the little girl. "This tea was made by this lowly concubine's little girl. If the emperor doesn't give up, this lowly concubine will prepare it for him."

Tuoba Yu said rudely, "Thank you Madam Hou."

Shen Shuzhi smiled as he blessed himself, before retreating out of the room.

When she reached the door, she stopped and turned her head to look behind her. Just as she was about to speak to Xiang'er, she saw someone walk out from inside.

Nan Jue gave her a polite nod.

Shen Shuzhi replied with a smile, leaving with Xiang'er.

Nan Jue looked at the departing figure and sneered.

He then stepped out and stood guard at the door.

When Shen Shuzhi returned and finished cooking the tea, he saw that the few of them had just walked out from the door, and were instantly stunned on the spot.

Tuoba Yu acted as if he didn't see her, directly brushing past her. It should be that everyone left without even looking at her, including Uncle Tie, who escorted her out of the mansion.

Shen Yun Zhi gritted his teeth as he looked at the few of them, the anger in his heart flaring up.

When she couldn't see their figures, she angrily flicked her sleeve to brush away the teapot in Xiang'er's hands.

Xiang'er hadn't expected this. The scalding tea landed on her hand in an instant, causing her to cry out in pain.

Before he could finish, he received a heavy slap on his face.

Shen Shu Zhi angrily rebuked, "What are you screaming at, are you afraid that others will not hear you?!"

Xiang'er knelt down in terror. Ignoring the pain on her hands and face, she suddenly kowtowed. "Madame, please calm your anger. Please calm your anger …"

Shen Yun Zhi let out a cold snort, and angrily walked into the room.

Xiang'er lowered her head to the ground. When she felt that she had walked far away, she slowly raised her head and stood up.

He shook his scalded hand violently.

A trace of killing intent was drawn out from the corner of his mouth and a dark fury could be seen in his eyes.

As soon as Shen Shuizhi walked into the room, he grabbed Qi Mujing's collar, and fiercely lifted it up. His eyes bulged out of his eye sockets, "Tell me, what did the little emperor say to you?"

Qi Mujing's face was ashen, his eyes were dead gray, but the corner of his mouth seemed to be raised in ridicule.

Shen Shuzhi could see that the usually expressionless person actually dared to laugh at her.

His heart became even angrier as he suddenly took off the silver hairpin and placed it against Qi Mujing's throat, "Qi Mujing, do you believe that I won't kill you right now?"