s of paper filled with words.
This “paper” Azhi had only seen in the palace, and she immediately realized that it should be it was sent by Bo Mengshang.

Her face gradually turned red, obviously, she thought she had forgotten it before, but now she remembered it, the other party looked at her and said——Miss Azhi, I admire you.

I didn't expect that after I said that, the other party would give me something.

Unknowingly, she hugged her knees and huddled up, leaning against the side of the cabinet, and unfolded the paper.
The handwriting on the paper was a little messy.
The beginning of the article was an apology, saying that she was rude, stupid, and vulgar, and she should die.

Azhi looked at the edge of the paper tightly, thinking: Why is it so serious?

If Master Bo want to say that she is rude, it is clear that she was ruder.

On the second piece of paper, Bo Mengshang wrote that because she had to fulfill Her Majesty's entrustment, she had to save her life and go to South Vietnam first.
If she could come back one day, she could scold her however she wanted.

Seeing this, Ah Zhi couldn't help laughing, smiled, and frowned, thinking: Will she come back?

After all, Ah Zhi is not a boudoir girl.
After reading so many scriptures, I also know that South Vietnam is hot and humid.
People who move there often get sick, and they often have friction with the local natives.

Not really safe.

She frowned and turned to the third piece of paper, her face gradually became hot again, because Bo Mengshang said on it that in her daily life, she often thought of herself, and occasionally went to the store to see some jewelry and brocades, and bought them for no reason.
Think about it, I bought it because I thought Azhi could use it.

Because I thought of going here, I didn't know when I would return, so I sent them all to her.
It would be a waste to keep them at home anyway.

Ah Zhi put down the letter paper and fiddled with the hairpins in the bundle, one was made of gold, and it looked very precious.

Ah Zhi buried her head in her knees; her body began to feel hot, and her brain

It started to become chaotic, and at a certain critical point, she suddenly woke up and hurriedly took out a box from the cabinet and opened it.
There were two porcelain bottles in the box.
She opened one of them, poured two red pills into her palm, and swallowed them hastily.

After swallowing, the hot feeling was much better and her brain was not so cloudy but she didn't know if it was because she ate too late today because she still felt that her body was not refreshed, as if she was being pulled underwater, sticky and wet.
Not fast but my heart is beating hard.

Gradually, my hands and feet became weak and I began to lose control.

While still moving, she wrapped everything up and locked it in a box, then wrapped herself in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Ping’An hasn't seen Ah Zhi for three days.

In the past three days, she first communicated with Tian Bin about the details of recruiting Fan Yi.
Tian Bin was surprised that Fu Ping’An could think of Fan Yi and then sighed; Your Majesty is really a person who does great things, and she employs eclectic people.

Fu Ping’An accepted the compliment with a lick of her face and said: “Actually, when I got along with Fan Qing when I was young, I also admired his talent very much, but at that time he was stubborn and disappointing.
If my uncle sees him this time, he must apologize for me.

Tian Bin said meaningfully: “Your Majesty is so respectful and virtuous, how could he not be willing to assist Ming Jun?”

Then she privately summoned Wang Lixu and Tian Anzhi, who were going to recruit refugees for her, and both of them completed their work very well.
In the brochure handed over, Wang Lixu said that Tian Anzhi often met people of the family in private, as if she was tipping off the news, while Tian Anzhi said that Wang Lixu treated people very harshly, and almost killed the refugees.

In the middle of this, of course, the court discussed matters, invited the regent to dinner, and checked the progress of the alchemists' research on gunpowder.

In short, she is very busy.

But on the third day, she still couldn't help asking Wang Ji: “Is Ah Zhi still not coming back? What's the matter with her?”

Although there are three newly promoted helpers, in order to ensure that people are loyal and pure, they are still young, and they can't do other chores except grinding and sorting books.

She cried and said with a sad face: “I don't know.”

Fu Ping’An thought for a while: “Do you know where she lives? Can you go and see her?”

Wang Ji's eyes lit up: “If Your Majesty needs it, I will go and see her right away.”

Fu Ping’An suspected that the other party just didn't want to work and wanted to go out to let the wind go, but thinking that the past few days had really squeezed her too much so she didn't expose it, just said: “Okay, then you go with Chen Yan.”

So this time when the sun went down, Wang Ji and Chen Yan went to the Sun Mansion.
The porter heard that they were looking for A Zhi, his expression became a little unnatural, and he coughed dryly: “She lives in the inner house; outsiders are not allowed to enter.”

Chen Yan simply took out her waist card, threw it on the porter's table, and lazily said: “I can go to the imperial palace, but I can't get into your Sun's house.
Your Sun's family is more powerful than the emperor?”

The porter hurriedly trotted in to notify.

Now the entire Sun Mansion came out in full force, the head of the family led Chen Yan and Wang Ji and brought them to the north courtyard tremblingly.

Most of the courtyards in the north are occupied by servants, so Chen Yan and Wang Ji naturally knew about it, so their faces became darker and darker as they walked along.
Smiling but not smiling: “It's good, it's winter, you like to be cool, right?”

The Patriarch of the Sun family forced a smile: “It's clean, it's clean there.”

When they arrived at a yard, they saw that the yard was still clean.
Chen Yan and Wang Ji’s complexion just improved a bit, the door of the main room opened, and it was a strange old man who came out with four children.

Chen Yan's face darkened again: “How many people live in this yard? Which house does Sun Pushe live in? She is a close minister of the emperor, so you treat her like this?”

The Patriarch of the Sun family said: “Does she serve the emperor? I’ve said it before, but since I serve the Son of Heaven, why don’t I live in the palace?”

Wang Ji sighed in her heart; also, most people would not think that Di Kun was serving the Son of Heaven as an internal official of the Son of Heaven.

Internal officials are usually Chang Yong from a family like her.
She was about to speak and asked which house Ah Zhi lived in when Chen Yan suddenly changed her expression slightly and said: “You all go out.
Get out, get out!”

The Sun family ran out in a swarm.

Wang Ji was dumbfounded, staring at Chen Yan, and said: “What are you doing?”

Chen Yan said with a straight face, “You are Chang Yong?”

The knife pointed to the west wing: “Go to that room and take a look inside.”

Wang Ji frowned in doubt, and after two breaths, she suddenly realized something, and said, “Oh…
oh! I know!”

She hurriedly ran to the west wing, and pushed the door, but seeing that the door could not be opened, she said anxiously: “Sun Pushe, Sun Pushe! Ah Zhi! Ah Zhi!”

There was no movement inside.
Feeling cruel, she stepped over and kicked the door open.

After kicking it away, it seemed as if it saw something terrifying, and it turned pale and backed away until it reached the east.

Wang Ji hurried in but saw that Azhi's face was flushed, but his lips were white.
It seemed that she was exhaling more air and inhaling less.

She hurriedly went out to the door, and said loudly: “Go, go and hire a medical worker—no, find the imperial physician, find the imperial physician.”

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