The Mausoleum of the First Emperor? !
If Li De'an hadn't mentioned it, Emperor Ning would have forgotten about the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. After all, it was backed by Jiuyi Mountain, and such a position seemed quite stable.
"The Emperor's Mausoleum... What happened to the Emperor's Mausoleum?!" Emperor Ning's voice suddenly rose, completely ignoring Shen Zhaoyu, who was recovering from a serious illness and couldn't be stimulated by his side.
Shen Zhaoyu glanced at Li De'an with some displeasure, as if he was asking why the matter had already been settled, why did he still come out to get in the way at this time? !
Li Dean looked at her and shook his head helplessly. This sudden situation was beyond his control. If he keeps it secret today, his head will be lost tomorrow! Well, maybe it's not as simple as losing your head, and it's not too late to be too late.
He calmed down for a second, and then put on a terrified look, "Back, back to Your Majesty, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was affected by the explosions in Sanlipo, and now... now it has been blown into ruins! The courtiers are waiting in Chengqian Hall Now, please Your Majesty move to Chengqian Hall to deal with important matters!"
This news was like a bomb, which exploded in Emperor Ning's ear. He was caught off guard, and the whole person was stunned.
He stood up straight in a jerk, and even looked at Shen Zhaoyu who was still in his arms. Shen Zhaoyu was pulled by a strong force, leaning forward, unsteady, and her upper body suddenly fell towards the bottom of the bed!
Xinlan and the ladies of the palace stood far away, there was no time to help her, and they could only watch helplessly as her master's head hit the ground, his forehead was smashed, and blood flowed out!
Emperor Ning didn't say a word, and walked quickly towards the outside of Zhaoyang Palace, without even looking back at the poor woman who was on the ground.
Shen Zhaoyu lay on the ground, tried her best to support her body, and turned to the cold figure, and whispered, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"
As if Emperor Ning had never heard of it, he strode out of the side hall directly!
"Master!" Xin Lan stepped forward quickly, and quickly helped Shen Zhaoyu who was on the ground.
However, Shen Zhaoyu pushed her away, his originally warm eyes were suddenly filled with hatred, he braced himself, sat slumped on the ground with his neck straight, and kept looking towards the door.
"Master, your forehead is bleeding, and this servant is going to teach the imperial physician!" Xin Lan looked anxious, and walked quickly towards the door.
"Stop!" Shen Zhaoyu growled, as if exhausting all her strength, "Come back! Don't go!"
"But master, you are seriously injured... You have lost a lot of blood, but now you hit your head again, I don't know if it's okay." Xin Lan looked back at her master with a bitter face, feeling very distressed.
"Don't! Don't go!" Shen Zhaoyu called her to stop, with two lines of tears streaming down her face, "Isn't it enough for you to watch me being humiliated, do you want to call more people to see me being humiliated? I don’t want it, even if I die, I must die proudly!”
Xinlan exchanged a glance with her, immediately understood the pain in her heart, turned her head quickly, and helped her up from the ground. She stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Shen Zhaoyu's eyes, and comforted her with great distress, "Your Majesty, stop crying. In this harem, no one is more favored than Your Majesty. Your Majesty is probably really in a hurry because the imperial mausoleum was destroyed today." , so I didn't take into account the feelings of the empress—"
"Really?" Shen Zhaoyu sneered, "It's not at all! When the hailstorm in June destroyed half of Ningdu City and the capital was in chaos, where was His Majesty... Do you know? His Majesty was in Xiangshan Palace to accompany Chen Sister concubine!"