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Chapter 22: The Pimple of Love

Upon hearing that it was typhoid fever, the palace maids, eunuchs, and everyone else turned to stone instantly. The Princess Regent even turned pale. She twisted her handkerchief and excused herself, saying it would be convenient for her to go. But judging from her appearance, she might not be able to come back.

An Nuanzhi thought to herself, what kind of relatives are these? After all, the Queen Mother is the aunt of the Princess Regent. Can she lose a piece of flesh if she goes in to express condolences? She is not afraid of peeing in such a hurry.

"Fear of infection" was written all over the faces of everyone present, but the patient was still lying inside, and there was no one to take care of him.

"Your Majesty, since the Queen Mother is ill, please send capable palace servants to take care of her." The Prince Regent also gave up at the critical moment and kicked the ball to Murong Wuhen.

That's right, this is human nature. No one wants their slaves to collect viruses and return to the palace to infect themselves again.

"This candidate - the emperor said - who is the best?" Murong Wuhen kicked the ball back easily.

An Nuanzhi wondered if the Queen Mother was the emperor's biological mother. The emperor didn't even care about his own mother's life and death, but instead started fighting with the regent in his den.

"This -" The regent was cunning and cunning, and finally his eyes fell on An Nuanzhi. "I think this palace maid is good."

An Nuanzhi felt depressed. Damn it, did this old fox have a lump of dung on his left chest? Why did she slap him twice? It was widely rumored that the regent was sinister, and he was indeed very annoying.

Seeing the regent's ill-intentioned look, An Nuanzhi weighed her position in Murong Wuhen's heart. Whether Murong Wuhen would sell her or not, it was unknown whether the regent would let her go. In other words,

Her life is in danger.

"She is my personal and talented girl, I can't live without her." Murong Wuhen's eyes were cold and he rejected the regent.

It was the first time An Nuanzhi heard Murong Wuhen say such disgusting words, and she felt a little sick, but also a little moved.

"Let's do this. Let me serve the inner palace. As for the outer palace - please ask the regent to send someone else by his side, so that we can take turns." An Nuanzhi knew that the regent would not give up easily, so instead of letting the emperor and regent

If Wang is angry, why don't she ask someone from the other side to support her, so that no one will suffer in a one-to-one comparison.

"This -" The regent obviously didn't expect An Nuanzhi to make this move. After looking at her for a long time, he sighed inwardly, "The ghost girl came out of nowhere and is so powerful!"

"Be careful of Shi Mei." Before leaving, Murong Wuhen specially warned An Nuanzhi.

Shi Mei?

An Nuanzhi thought of the woman who rolled her eyes wildly at her as soon as she came in. An Nuanzhi was also curious about who she was. It turned out that she was the person next to the regent. Otherwise, why would she roll her eyes and almost make her eyes pop out.

It seems that the relationship between the regent and the emperor is not good, or in other words, the regent is simply too ambitious, and she seems to be in danger.

Dizzy, An Nuanzhi can get himself into a secret fight in a daze, sweat, heaven.

However, she still had a sense of peace in her heart. She couldn't explain it, but she always felt that Murong Wuhen was so special to her.

Murong Wuhen returned to Chengde Hall. He stared at the moon hidden in the treetops in the distance. The expression on his face was complicated and slightly worried. He suddenly let out a long sigh.

Lou Ning waited carefully on the side, thinking that their emperor was really abnormal. He had been depressed since he came back. Could he have something on his mind?

"Your Majesty, it's time to take the medicine. The Queen Mother is sick now. You have to take care of yourself. Moreover, Master Nichan said that if you don't take the medicine on time, your body will -"

"Bring it here!" Murong Wuhen interrupted Lou Ning. When it came to drinking medicine, he seemed very impatient.

Lou Ning was surprised. Could it be that the Emperor was worried about the Queen Mother's condition? It's not like that. The Queen Mother was not the Emperor's biological mother. The relationship between the two was indifferent. Otherwise, the Queen Mother would not have turned a blind eye to the Regent. But this matter

Only a few people know that the real reason for the Emperor’s worry is————

Just as he was thinking about it, Murong Wuhen spoke. "Lou Ning, you go to Anxin Palace to deliver something now."

"Ah? These are all for me?" An Nuanzhi was shocked when she saw Lou Ning pushing a cart of "white cloth" towards her. Is this to wrap a mummy? It's too exaggerated.

"Yes. This is sent by the emperor's order. Please wear it carefully, girl. Typhoid fever is very easy to contagious. If you are not careful, you will be in catastrophe." Lou Ning warned.

An Nuanzhi felt warm in her heart. Sure enough, Murong Wuhen was very fond of her, whether it was for use or to show her kindness, a very beautiful feeling passed through An Nuanzhi's body.

Women all need protection from men, not to mention that Murong Wuhen made her feel so much like her Luo.

But suddenly - her body suddenly shook!

There is a light fragrance on this cloth, which is the smell that often occurs on Luo's body. As far as An Nuanzhi knows, this is a very complex spice. There is only one person in the world who can prepare it, and that is Lan Yiluo.

But why did this fragrance appear on the cloth Murong Wuhen gave her? Could it be————
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