"Your Majesty, can you please allow me to leave the palace? This is just one time. I will never make such a request again. Please."

Li Zhao's eyes darkened and he finally rejected Wen Yuan's request.

It turns out that people laugh out loud when they are extremely disappointed. Wen Yuan pulled the corners of her mouth, but her brows were knitted tightly. She smiled very ugly: "Your Majesty, you and I were husband and wife for a long time. I still don't understand why you are so cruel."

"Why can't you let me go? I'm a human being, not a canary in your palm."

As he spoke, two lines of hot tears rolled down his cheeks, and Wen Yuan's voice trembled: "I really hope that when I forced my father to agree to let me marry you, he didn't agree reluctantly because he loved me too much. I would rather never have met you!"

The emotions that had been pent up for half a year finally erupted when Ji Xingyao's life or death was unknown.

Her hatred, her regret, and her resentment turned into sharp arrows, piercing straight into Li Zhao's chest.

Li Zhao swallowed the bitterness in his heart and wiped the tears from the corners of Wen Yuan's eyes.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm sorry."

While he apologized gently, he locked Wen Yuan cruelly:

"Come, find the imperial physician to take care of the imperial concubine."

"Ayuan, I'll go look after Ling'er for you. You stay here and stay well."

Wen Yuan didn't expect that even at this point, Li Zhao still refused to give in and refused to let her leave the palace.

Why, why is this happening.

Wen Yuan suddenly couldn't understand him and looked at him as if he were a stranger.

Li Zhao couldn't catch her gaze and covered her eyes with his large palm: "Be careful of miscarriage."

When the imperial physician arrived, Li Zhao did not stay long and took his men straight to North Third Lane.

North Third Lane is on the northwest side of the Imperial Palace, near the laundry bureau.

This place is damp all year round, with no sunlight, and the unpleasant smell of decay is everywhere.

Ji Xingyao hugged his arms, curled up in the corner, and watched boredly as two spiders, one big and one small, fought on the eaves.

The house was full of cobwebs and dust, and no one had been in it for years.

The house had only one door, which was now locked, and all the windows were boarded shut, making it look like a prison. The only way to escape was to dig a hole in the ground.

Ji Xingyao was not afraid of being locked up here, but he was worried about Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan is a pregnant woman, and her emotional instability has a great impact on her body.

Ji Xingyao spent so much money to travel into the Taifeng Dynasty just to spend three months with her and not become a burden to Wen Yuan.

Thinking of this, she held her head with both hands helplessly and pulled her hair.

After the spiders finished fighting, Ji Xingyao's attention was nowhere else to go.

She was so cold that her clothes stuck to her like icicles and the chill seeped into her bones.

His nasal cavity was blocked and his mind was in a mess. Ji Xingyao knew that he was most likely having a fever.

There were no antibiotics in ancient times. If you were lucky, you could fight off the disease and get over it. If you were unlucky and got a viral infection, you would basically be waiting to die.

There is nothing to be afraid of in death, as we can always return to the modern era.

But she died unjustly and unwillingly.

If she died at the hands of Li Heng again, wouldn't she be the biggest fool in the world?

"Cough cough." Ji Xingyao bent her waist carefully and coughed softly. When she exerted force, her nerves were pulled and she felt severe pain all over her body.

No, I can't just sit there and wait for death, otherwise Ji Xingyao suspects that he might really die here.

She propped herself up and slowly paced around the house, trying to find a way out. She searched the entire house but found only a black, moldy, torn cotton wadding.

Wrapping it with cotton wool might help keep it warm, but she was afraid of mold infection, so after thinking about it, she didn't dare to use it.

squeak squeak.

Just as she was about to return to her old place and continue curling up, a huge rat passed by her feet. Ji Xingyao was so scared that she jumped three feet high and jumped directly onto the shaky bed.

Ji Xingyao is fearless, but is most afraid of mice.

"Go, go, get out of here, get out!"

Ji Xingyao's scalp tingled, hair stood on end, and goose bumps appeared all over her body.

I heard that mice will eat people if they are hungry for a long time.

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