The Emperor Xiu had been staying in the Qin Mansion and never left the door, nor did he intend to enter the palace.

Although Qin Shang was a little worried, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Zixi had successfully given birth to two children. After reporting the news to the Emperor Xiu, his pavilion master still had no reaction, but instead ordered him to continue practicing swords.

"Practice the Nine Styles of Tiangang." When saying this, the Pavilion Master sat on the chair, playing with an ebony ring ruler that he had found from somewhere in his hand, looking at Qin Shang indifferently, "If something goes wrong, you don't have to stand today."

Qin Shang twitched his back and responded respectfully.

He practiced the Nine Pojun Styles from beginning to end without any flaws like a flowing cloud.

A red dress is as elegant as fire, and is as light as clouds and fog in the air, and there is also a lot of thunder that swept the world. The sword technique is exquisite, secret at any time, unpredictable, and dazzling.

After practicing a set of swordsmanship, it is just a cup of tea, but the power contained in it is greater than thunder and cannot be ignored.

At the end of the ninth stage, he put his sword on his side, his figure fell from the air, and he respectfully fell to the emperor's cult: "Please give me some advice."

Emperor Xiu stared at his gentle figure and said in a faint tone: "What do you think?"

Do you think it?

Qin Shang raised his eyes and said cautiously: "Is that okay?"

After all, he has practiced the Nine Styles of Tiangang for a full month and dared not be distracted at all. He feels that he should be okay.

Emperor Xiu glanced at him and handed him the ruler: "I will go to the palace."

Entering the palace?

Qin Shang's eyes were slightly bright, and then he lowered his eyebrows and said, "I want to go with my master."

The Emperor Xiu didn't say anything, so he got up and walked out of the yard.

Not speaking means acquiescence.

Qin Shang felt a little relieved, and quickly handed the ruler to the servants in the yard, "Take it to the study room and put it."

Then he turned around and followed.

After two days of hard work, Zixi successfully gave birth to a child. She was extremely tired and had just woken up.

When she learned about the news that Emperor Xiu came, she was not surprised and said lightly: "Let the Lord of the Imperial Palace come in and everyone else goes out."

Chu Chen was driven out without exception.

Of course, the Emperor Xiu would not enter the inner hall, and only sat on the chairs in the outer hall through the heavy pearl curtains, while the others were all lifted away ten feet away from Yonghua Palace.

No one is allowed to approach before the Emperor Xiu left.

No one knew what the two said in the hall, just like the conversation that night before, no one knew.

In fact, the two didn't say much, and they had a formal tone.

But Zixi was vomiting blood.

Her pale face, pale lips, and blood stains on the corners of her lips all tell her weakness.

"I..." Zixi's voice was hoarse, "Can I last another month at most?"

"One month is enough." Emperor Xiu's tone was indifferent, almost ruthless, "You have lived for two more years, so you should be glad."

Should be glad?

Zixi smiled bitterly, and he should be glad.

At least it saved the country of Lingguo.

"Child... are you going to take it away today?"

Emperor Xiu's tone was still calm: "No. After the full moon, you can go with me to the top of the Nine Pavilions with him."

Zixi was stunned: "I?"

Isn't she going to die?

"By the way, take the wet nurse over there."

Zixi's mind was a little confused: "Master of the Imperial Pavilion, what you mean... I don't understand very much."

Emperor Xiu frowned: "It's hard to understand what I said?"

When did the queen become so stupid?

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I haven't asked for a reward for a long time, so I whispered to ask for a reward for a while?
Chapter completed!