Chapter 818 (2/2)

It happened that those ministers kept asking and shouting.

I can't even bear the warm wine that has become more and more good tempered since I became a national Mother.

As she walked quickly to the Dragon seat, she didn't look back and said in a cold voice: ”those who refuse to go, go directly to the dark prison!”

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Xie Wanjin and Wang Liang led the palace attendants to ”bang people” politely.

Wen Jiu ran up the white jade step with his skirt. When he came to Xie Heng, he suddenly slowed down again, walked to the Dragon seat and squatted down.

Dressed in a black dragon robe and wearing a crown, Xie Heng sat quietly on the Dragon chair. His eyes were closed and there was no expression on his face.

Wen Jiu reached out to pull his sleeve and gently shouted ”Xie Heng.”

Xie Heng had no response.

Seeing this, the waiter hurried forward and whispered, ”madam, your majesty just fainted. The imperial doctor will come right away. Don't worry too much. Take good care of the Phoenix body...”

Warm wine seemed not to hear at all. He raised his trembling hand and explored his breath.

Angry.

I really passed out.

But warm wine can't relax.

Xu Shi had a good time after returning to Dayan. Xie Heng was there no matter what big or small things. She just had to be happy every day.

The most distressing thing is that I haven't been able to have a child even though I keep taking messy tonics.

Wen Jiu never thought that Xie Heng would suddenly have an accident.

This is like a bolt from the blue.

Wen Jiu slowly stood up and put one hand on the Dragon chair. He barely stood firm. He said in a dumb voice, ”go and see where the imperial doctor is.”

Just as the waiters were about to answer, they heard her say, ”it's still too slow, Directly ask the green guards to bring the imperial doctor. Hurry up. ”

”Yes!”

The chamberlains answered one after another, turned around and rushed outside the hall.

For a time, only Wen Jiu and Xie Heng were left in such a large political hall.

The wind swept in and roared in the hall.

It looks more and more empty here.

Wen Jiu looked at Xie Heng in a coma. Tears swirled in his eyes, but he insisted that he could not fall.

She stretched out her hand to take off the imperial crown on Xie Heng's head, put it on the imperial table, leaned over and said to him in his ear, whispered: ”the imperial crown is too heavy, isn't it? I'll take it off for you. You can sleep well, and wake up to accompany me when you have a good rest, okay?”

She knew it was tiring to be an emperor.

Also know his smile, his rare leisure, his tenderness and patience, all gave her.

She got the best thanks in the world.

But Wenjiu always felt that he was not good enough for him.

She lifted her sleeves and wiped away the sweat from Xie Heng's forehead, then bowed her head and gently kissed his eyebrows.

After a long time, I slowly stepped back and looked at him from a distance.

Xie Wanjin and Wang Liang, who had just dismissed all the old ministers, came into the hall. They couldn't bear to see this again and bowed their heads one after another.

Warm the wine as if you didn't notice someone coming in.

”Ah Jiu, it's all right.” Xie Wanjin couldn't help it. He quickly jumped onto the white jade step, walked to the edge of the Dragon chair, looked at the quiet Xie Heng, seemed to be comforting Wen Jiu, would be like comforting himself, and then said, ”it's all right, ah Jiu.”