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"I'll do it myself." Li Shimin took a wooden basin from the side and held it with both hands.

"Your Majesty, you..."

"The Guanyin maid is my queen, and I am willing to do this for her." Li Shimin only said one sentence.

Sun Simiao nodded and began to take needles for Empress Changsun.

Eighty-one silver needles look dense.

When he got the eightyth root, Sun Simiao was already sweating profusely.

At this moment, he was wondering how Zhao Chen's already weak body lasted for so long.

"Your Majesty, the last one is here." Sun Simiao said.

Li Shimin's expression frightened, and he saw Sun Simiao gently twisting out the silver needle.

The last silver needle was barely removed, and Queen Changsun coughed violently.

He turned sideways to the wooden tub that had been prepared, and spit out a mouthful of black pus and blood.

The blood was spit out, and Empress Changsun fell back to her sickbed.

"Guanyin Bi!"

"Can Guanyin maid hear me talking?"

"Guanyin Bi?"

Li Shimin called out softly.

Sun Simiao had already left quietly with the wooden basin.

"call--"

Empress Changsun breathed a long time, opened her eyes, and seemed to come back to her senses when she heard Li Shimin's call.

"Is this hell? It's a little different from what I imagined." Empress Changsun said softly.

"Guanyin Bi, without my permission, no one can take you away."

"This is Lizheng Palace, you're fine." Li Shimin held Empress Changsun's hand with an excited face.

"Your Majesty!" Empress Changsun looked at Li Shimin with a hint of crying voice in her voice.

"Your Majesty, I just dreamed of Zhao Chen. He said he didn't want to see me, but he stood in front of me. I wanted to call him, but I couldn't speak." Empress Changsun held Li Shimin's hand tightly and said a little excited.

"It's okay, everything is over. That kid is very capable. He came to save you just now. How do you feel now?" Li Shimin comforted in a low voice.

At this moment, Li Shimin did not have the emperor's majesty at all.

His eyes were full of doting.

"I feel that my breathing is unprecedentedly smooth, and the previous suffocation seems to have disappeared." Queen Changsun showed a happy look on her face. Without waiting for Li Shimin to speak, she said again: "Where is Zhao Chen, where is he?"

"Wei Zheng took him back in a carriage. With Li Ruoshuang accompanying him, he would be fine." Li Shimin comforted.

"I am not a good mother, I'm sorry for him." Empress Changsun sighed.

"Zhao Chen prescribed a medicine for you and said that you will be able to recover completely after taking it for a month. When you are well, I will accompany you to the door and apologize."

"I will take responsibility for it if I want to beat or scold me." Li Shimin assured Empress Changsun.

"His Majesty……"

"Your Majesty, the medicine has been decocted. Should I ask the Empress to use the medicine?" Sun Simiao's voice came from outside.

"Come in." Li Shimin calmed down and shouted.

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"Zhao Chen, what do you think?" Li Ruoshuang hugged Zhao Chen in the carriage. Seeing that he was pale and breathing rapidly, he couldn't help but look anxious.

"It's okay, I'm just a little exhausted." Zhao Chen shook his head and struggled to get up from Li Ruoshuang.

"Thank you." Zhao Chen leaned in the carriage and smiled with Li Ruoshuang.

"You don't blame me for hiding it from you, so I'm very happy. You helped me so much. I'll help you once, so how can I say thank you?" Li Ruoshuang wiped the sweat from Zhao Chen's forehead and said with a smile.

"You are just following orders, and you have hinted to me that I just didn't realize it." Zhao Chen smiled.

Li Ruoshuang had previously hinted that his identity as Old Li was not simple, but Zhao Chen himself didn't think about it.

Now that I think about it carefully, Ruo Lao Li is really as simple as an imperial merchant.

Otherwise, the emperor would not agree to the contract with Zheng He.

No one would believe the words of someone he had never met.

Everything is just Zhao Chen’s own self-righteousness.

He always regarded these ancient people as fools.
Chapter completed!