Chapter 655 (1/2)

Emperor Jiahe arrived at Zhaoning palace.

When he went outside the palace, looking at the familiar and strange walls, Emperor Jiahe was surprised that he had not come for three months.

No wonder she fell ill.

When he walked into the palace gate, he thought that when she came over, she would be waiting for him in the yard in her usual clothes and skirts. With a gentle face, the emperor Jiahe felt more and more guilty. When he entered the inner room quietly, he saw Shu Fei, who was sleeping with her eyes light on the bed, and saw her obviously reduced face. Waving his hand to show Cen Gonggong Wanquan and others to go down, he sat askew on the bed, holding Shufei's slender hand in his hand, and the other hand could not help touching her face.

Nearly 40 years old, no matter how well maintained, the corners of the eyes have fine lines.

But she never tried to cover up in front of him. She would not wear as much makeup as the queen. When she came back, she also taught him to touch the fish lines around her grandmother's eyes with a smile. He sat beside him and felt that her natural and ordinary appearance was no less than that of her youth.

Touch, touch.

Emperor Jiahe's eyes fell on the long hair spread by Shu Fei, which was still as black as satin. Because of this, the silver thread was so glaring.

Emperor Jiahe was surprised and looked for it carefully. He carefully pulled it out.

It's a woman who won't be happy to know that her hair was born early.

”The emperor?” There is slight pain on the top of her brain. She has something in her heart. She sleeps shallowly. When she wakes up, she sees the man in front of her body and is surprised to make a sound.

Emperor Jiahe naturally put down his hand and folded his sleeves together. He wrapped the silver thread around his finger and finally closed it in his sleeve pocket. He spoke to her in a soft voice: ”why don't you tell me when you're sick?”