By the time Queen Zhao received the news, Zheng Ru had already been sent to the Royal Physician Building in the middle of the night to get treated.
She involuntarily scoffed. "In the end, the king is unable to let go of his Noble Consort Zheng."
"Your Majesty, you don't need to feel uncomfortable inside." Elderly Nanny Huaxuan advised softly, "Zheng Ru is already of the past.It is impossible for her to climb up again."
"Who knows, if she is able to pull through this time…"
"Pull through?" Elderly Nanny Huaxuan chortled. "Your Majesty is unaware. Apparently, that Zheng Ru's face has already been completely disfigured from the explosion."
"Is that so?" Although startled on the inside, Queen Zhao still asked calmly, "What did the king say."
"The king's attitude is to drop the matter and stop the investigation."
"Zheng Ru has left the Cold Palace."
