He still shook his head. If Fangfei woke up and couldn't see herself, she would be scared.

"You all go out, and I will naturally tell you if I have something to do."

Gao Miao dared not refuse to obey, so he had to retreat.

That night, Fangfei never woke up again. When Luo Jia lay beside her again, she found that she habitually stretched out her hand and grabbed her hand tightly, like a lost child, her face slightly sideways, pressing against his chest, and sleeping heavily.

He felt sad, and he placed his hand gently on her stomach, touching the slightly beating heart veins, and his soft and warm body. He really didn't know what it felt. As long as he was slower, his life would not be saved. But he became even more angry. The temple was so bold that he would really be sorry for them if he didn't eradicate them this time.

"Fangfei, I promise you that no matter who did it, I will definitely not forgive them!"

Luo Jia was also tired and soon fell asleep. Fortunately, she did not wake up again all night.

Glazed Hall.

Xiao Piaofei came in like a little, and as soon as he entered the door, he closed the door firmly: "Empress, Empress..."

Concubine Zhang was sitting in front of the diamond glasses to comb her hair, and scolded: "What's the point of making a fuss?"

"The queen was assassinated..."

"Ah? Really fake?"

She stood up happily, showing joy, "Are you dead?"

"I don't know. It is said that the situation is very serious. Everyone ran to the Hall of Heart. His Majesty mobilized many people. Look, Empress... there are many people outside..."

Sure enough, there were figures outside the window, bustling with new guards, patrolling constantly, obviously to find any clues. Especially the direction leading to the Yangxin Palace, it was brightly lit.

"Where is the assassin? Did you know who it is?"
Chapter completed!