Refusing to let love take a back seat, the scumbag emperor actually seeks favor every day

"I remember that you seem to be at odds with His Majesty recently? It doesn't seem reasonable for you to sacrifice yourself to save others."

An Yuan is indeed the most unconventional one among the group of secret guards.

After replying, he looked at Su Manman who was lying miserably on the bed.

The joke comes late but arrives.

"There is nothing unreasonable in a minister saving his king."

Su Manman changed her lying position.

"After all, he is the emperor. If we really watch him get into trouble without helping him, it will affect the entire Ruihuang Kingdom. That is unreasonable."

In An Yuan's eyes, he seemed to be unconvinced.

She looked at Su Manman, and like a man, she touched her bald, pointed chin and thought seriously for a moment.

"Even if it is the duty of the monarch and his subjects, you are willing to rush to save him at the first opportunity, after all..."

"There is definitely selfish motive."

Su Manman could roughly guess what he was going to say next, so she interrupted her unhappily.

"He said last time that he wanted me to be buried with him when he died. I am still young and cannot die so hastily. Saving him is also saving myself."

As she spoke, she added to herself in her heart: If I get the divorce papers and sever ties with him, I won't care whether he lives or dies.

Regarding this, An Yuan, who was in the dark that day, also heard something vaguely.

However, she felt that Zhao Chengyuan was just trying to scare his queen.

Since the establishment of Ruihuang Kingdom, there has been no custom of the queen being buried with the emperor.

"Really just..."

"If you have so much free time, go and help me find the maid who hurt Song Qingyan."

Su Manman didn't want her to gossip any more, so she interrupted him as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Your Majesty is already investigating this matter. He may know more. You might as well ask him directly."

What An Yuan said made sense, and Su Manman was not too embarrassed to ask.

The problem is that Zhao Chengyuan's attitude clearly shows that he doesn't want her to care about this matter.

She was not the kind of person who would meddle in other people's business. If the person in trouble was someone else, she might have just stood by and watched.

But the person that person wanted to hurt was Zhao Yuxian, so she couldn't sit still.

He is already so miserable, yet there are always people who want to harm him.

Moreover, if something happened to Zhao Yuxian in the palace, it would not just be an accident, it would also cause many chain reactions.

She vaguely felt that the person behind this was planning something while targeting Zhao Yuxuan.

However, she had no actual evidence for these things, so it was difficult for her to say more to An Yuan.

"What he knows is what he knows, and what you are investigating is what I want to know. There is no conflict."

Although An Yuan didn't quite understand what she was thinking, she just shrugged and responded.

"Well, since it's your request, there's no reason for me to refuse."

She said, turning to leave.

"By the way, please pay attention to Concubine Liu."

Su Manman still felt that even if Liu Mingyue had no credit for her waking up this time, she had worked hard, and she planned to thank her next time she saw her.

An Yuan suddenly called her name and she was a little confused.

"What happened to Concubine Liu?"

"I can't really explain it, but my intuition tells me that this woman is hiding something."

It is hard to convince people when such words are said without any evidence.

There is even a suspicion of sowing discord - the premise is that Su Manman is on good terms with Liu Mingyue, or has the intention of making friends with her.

At the moment, Su Manman doesn't have either of these two ideas.

It was just that he could still talk to her, and they were both concubines in the palace, so they could get along well.

She knew that An Yuan was very observant of people.

She had no reason to sow discord between her and Liu Mingyue, so perhaps, she really saw something.

"I understand. Go ahead and get busy."

After she responded to this question with no objection, An Yuan disappeared from the room.

As soon as she left, Qiu Ye, who had been sent away, suddenly came in.

"Madam, who were you talking to just now?"

Su Manman, feeling uncomfortable, changed her lying position.

"Oh, I'm cursing the mosquitoes."

Qiu Ye looked left and right but didn't see any mosquitoes.

Even so, she did not have the slightest doubt about the truthfulness of Su Manman's words.

"Then let me lower the curtain for you?"

There were no mosquitoes, but she wanted to release them, and Su Manman nodded in agreement.

She rested for two days. When she learned that the person who was keeping Song Qingyan alive was not the imperial physician in the palace, but Wenren Fusang, who used to come to the palace every month to treat Zhao Yuxian, she could no longer sit still.

She knew that this man had some skills, but when she thought of his horrible appearance covered in blood last time, she subconsciously felt that this man was not very reliable.

No matter what, she had to go and see how Song Qingyan was doing.

The palace maid saw that her injuries had not healed yet and disagreed, but she couldn't stop her, so she could only go and inform Zhao Chengyuan.

Zhao Chengyuan rushed over and disagreed when he heard that she was going to see Song Qingyan.

"You haven't recovered yet, don't run around."

Su Manman, who had forced Qiu Ye to pack up for her, knew what he would say the moment she saw him appear.

She glanced at him with disdain, very unhappy.

"Just let someone carry him there. I'm not that delicate. I can't let someone carry Song Qingyan to see me."

Zhao Chengyuan: "...Although this is not very good, it is not impossible to have someone carry it over."

Su Chanman: “…”

Sometimes communicating with this man is really heart-wrenching.

He is half dead now and could die at any time, yet he is still being carried here by force...

If something happened along the way, she didn't know whether Zhao Chengyuan would feel guilty, but she would definitely feel bad.

Anyway, she doesn't want the psychological burden of this possibility.

"He must have been destitute for eight lifetimes to have a superior like you!"

Su Manman said this, glared at Zhao Chengyuan unhappily, and insisted on going by herself.

"If you try to stop me again, I won't let you enter my palace next time!"

Threatening, who wouldn't?

Although this may not be useful to him.

Seeing that she was determined to go, Zhao Chengyuan did not stop her.

He just asked someone to carry her in a sedan chair to where Song Qingyan was placed, and he went with her.

As long as he doesn't block her way and cause trouble, Su Manman doesn't care whether he goes smoothly or not.

Soon, the two of them appeared where Song Qingyan was.

When the two entered the house, they thought about not disturbing the injured, so they didn't notify anyone in advance and went straight into the inner room.

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet? If you make me so noisy, I won't compensate you... Hmm? Your Majesty? The Queen?"

When Wenren Fusang heard the footsteps, he thought it was the servants. He just complained a few words, but when he turned around and saw who was coming, he was so shocked that his tongue was hanging open and he quickly saluted the two of them.

When the two arrived, Wenren Fusang was muttering something to Song Qingwan who was lying on the bed.

They thought Song Qingwan had woken up, but when they got closer, they found that he was still in a coma.

Wenren Fusang was just bored. He was giving him acupuncture needles while talking to himself.

Su Manman glanced at the pale-faced young man on the bed. Apart from worry, she also asked about the situation.

Wenren Fuso also answered truthfully.

"It's not optimistic. The poison has entered his heart and lungs and he has lost too much blood. He is just hanging on for life. If he doesn't wake up within the next two days, he really won't wake up."

"What are the chances of waking up?"

"Less than 10%."

"..."