Chapter 950

Nothing to say.

Are you still unwilling to take care of yourself?

Hua Yong held up his forehead and looked pale.

Back in the past few years, everyone praised him as a wise and brilliant king.

But who knows, their brilliant majesty, these years, even a stable sleep is not good?

The medicine of the imperial doctor is changed one by one.

But the drug was mild enough not to hurt his body, and could not cure his insomnia at all.

Hua Yong knew in his heart that this was a heart disease, and no wonder the imperial doctor.

Every time, he was lying on the bed after drinking medicine, sleeping uneasily for a while, and then waking up in the long night.

If they can't sleep any more, they will carry a lamp to deal with state affairs. If there is no state affairs to deal with, they can only spend time in a daze.

The imperial doctor once gently admonished him. His majesty, if this situation continues, he may be hindered by his longevity.

How long is life?

Hua Yong doesn't mind shaking his head. If Zhaoyang refuses to forgive himself.

What is the significance of a long life without disaster and disease?

He had thought about it for a long time. In a few years, he would choose a plastic talent from the imperial clan and teach him well.

The mountains and rivers can always be guarded in summer.

As for Zhaoyang.

Hua Yong coughed low.

He is already very clear in his heart, whether the other party does not forgive himself.

Zhaoyang and Qingque are no longer in the past.

The envoys and spies sent out said that the empress and the emperor had a good relationship.

The servants of the rosefinch were also very satisfied with the harmony of the emperor's feelings, and felt that this was a sign of the prosperity of the country.

That's it.

Hua Yong thought.

In this way, do not disturb her, wait for a while, maybe time goes by for a long time, one day can wait for her to forgive.

At that time, he hoped that he could go to the rosefinch again.

With her, sitting in Jianjia palace, talking about a game, to see a plum garden snow.

……

Another year is the birthday of the empress.

The messenger of duanqu went to celebrate his birthday with a grand gift.

A rare piece of treasure is sitting on the zhaochen.

She seemed in a good mood and listened with a smile.

"I am very pleased." Ah Zhao said.

Then, in the expectant eyes of the emissary, she summoned people alone.

……

The emissary of duanqu brought a great surprise.

The whole duanqu mission returned to the summer at a speed nearly twice as fast as before.

The emissary entered the palace overnight and presented something.

That night, the lights of the summer emperor's bedroom were on all night.

The next day, before dawn, a humble carriage drove out of the imperial city.

Hua Yong sat in the stable carriage and looked at the letter paper in his hand repeatedly.

He felt like he was crazy.

Because of such a simple sentence, he hurriedly arranged everything out of the palace.

He knew that Zhaoyang would not hurt himself.

If she wanted to kill him, she would not have let him go for so many years.

She really wants to kill him.

Hua Yong thought, it seems good to die in her hands.

He owed her.

The carriage ran day and night, and finally arrived at the rosefinch on the tenth day.

It took a few days to get to the imperial city.

As soon as we entered the Zhuque Imperial City, someone came over and took over the carriage.

Hua Yong was not surprised to find his whereabouts.

He sat quietly in the carriage, allowing himself to be taken and drove into the palace.

It was quiet all the way.

The carriage didn't stop until it reached some ground.

"Get out of the carriage, please." There was a low voice outside the carriage.

Hua Yong got out of the car and walked along with the palace people in front of him.

All the way through strange and familiar scenery.

At the end of the road, Hua Yong sees a man.