The palace maid complied and left, while Wei Zheng silently helped her towards the bedroom.
She stayed in the southern courtyard, which faced the sun, the room was extremely warm. As soon as the two of them entered, Li Sangruo sat down with a defeated look, and her soul seemed to have left her.
"Kill him, I don't want to see him anymore."
Wei Zheng saw her eyes were red, filled with fatigue, and he frowned slightly.
"Your Highness, about Fang Fucai's case..."
"I said kill him, so kill him." Li Sangruo suddenly got angry, her eyes firmly fixed on Wei Zheng, "Must you keep him alive just to see me humiliated? Wei Zheng, what are your intentions?"
Her temper got worse and worse. One careless moment could ignite a raging fire within her, eager to lash out and kill. All the palace maids and temple attendants nearby bowed their heads in fear.
Wei Zheng silently bowed, "Yes."
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The Imperial Physician Puyang Li, with his medicine box in hand, hurried over.
