Quick Transmigration: After Villain Reaches Full Level

Zong Wu drove Hua Wu out and never saw her again.

Hua Wu didn't take the initiative to come, as if he wasn't worried that he would kill her and Shisan directly.

Zong Wu was better. After he was able to go to the ground, he asked Jian Shu to call Thirteen over.

The Thirteenth Prince Zongqing, after a few years, his stature has grown, and now he is a little adult.

No one knows what Zong Wu and Zong Qing said.

After Zong Qing left, Jian Shu and others were called in.

Zong Wu sullenly said, In the past few years, how much she has taught Zong Qing, you didn't even notice, a bunch of trash!

Jianshu and the others did not dare to breathe.

I don't know what Zong Wu means, and I don't dare to ask.

After Zong Wu finished his anger, the rest of the people stepped back, and the reviewer said: Your Majesty, Wei Chen has sent people to find a genius doctor, and there will definitely be a way.

……go out.

His Majesty……

go out!

……Yes.

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...

Hua Wu knew from Sha Yu that Zong Wu had not eaten for a long time, she thought about it for a while, and asked Sha Yu to prepare some food.

Hua Wu took the food and was stopped by the inspection book: Miss, Your Majesty is in a bad mood, you better not...

Hua Wu didn't bother to check the book, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

roll!

There was a muffled sound inside, and something was smashed on the door.

Your Majesty, do you want to starve yourself to death? Hua Wu said, Is this worth it?

There was silence for a moment, and then the door slammed open.

Zong Wu's eyes were congested, his handsome face was indescribably pale, and his figure seemed to be much thinner.

He stared at Huawu, and the words almost squeezed out of his teeth: Isn't this what you expected?

Hua Wu pushed him open and entered the door.

Zong Wu: ...

Huawu asked people to set the food, and after they exited, Huawu said:

Your Majesty, apart from not telling you, I have never done anything to harm you.

...

The crackling of the candles rang out in the silent room.

Hua Wu: Your Majesty, would you like something to eat?

Zong Wuxu felt that starving himself to death was not worth it, so he went over with a gloomy face and began to eat.

Zong Wu took two bites, stared at the porridge in the bowl, and said in a deep voice:

When you chose to help me, you just wanted to borrow the power of the East Palace. Otherwise, if you wanted to support a young son without any help, it would require a larger plan and time.

And to support a Crown Prince of the East Palace, knowing that he has a few years to live, she only needs to wait.

What if there are other women in the harem and have children?

She's afraid she won't let the man bear his child.

Hua Wu didn't make a sound, it was the default of Zong Wu's words.

Zong Wu turned his eyes slightly, and his icy eyes fell on her, I can promise you, but you have to promise me a condition.

Hua Wu: Come and listen.

From today onwards, the queen will take care of me personally.

that is it?

that is it.

Okay. Hua Wu agreed without hesitation.

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...

Hua Wu moved into Zong Wu's Qiankun Hall to take care of his daily life.

In the eyes of outsiders, the empress's feelings seem to be better.

but……

Hua Wu felt that Zong Wu was taking revenge on her.

Hua Wu raised her sleeves to study ink for Zong Wu, her hands were sore, she gritted her teeth: Your Majesty, you are so tossing me, are you really afraid that I will kill you directly?

If the queen wanted to do that, she should have done it long ago. Zong Wu picked up the brush and painted, The queen can endure until now, it proves that you don't want to kill me.

Hua Wu sighed, I'm still too kind.

The quality of the heroine limits her performance.

Let your villain live to the end, even if you don't know how to be grateful, you still dare to call me!

Cowardly dog!

If it wasn't for you to be cold...

Hua Wu tried to convince herself in her heart that it was hospice care.

...

I'm thirsty.

The water is right next to you.

Is the Queen unhappy?

...

Hua Wu's smile was a little distorted, she held up the teacup: Chen, concubine, feed your majesty.

You... Qin Huan! Stop me!

Zong Wu's roar spread outside, Jian Shu and Wu He were speechless, and started again...

Why should the Majesty and the Queen torture each other?

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...

Zong Wu's health is getting worse day by day, he gradually loses energy and tossing with flowers and mists. Every day, except for the court, he sees Zong Qing.

Zong Wu has completely accepted the fact that his time is short.

He had no heirs, so he had to choose a prince. Thirteen, who was cultivated by Huawu, was indeed the best candidate.

He didn't like the other brothers, and he didn't want those people to miss them.

Huawu is right.

She hadn't done anything to hurt him.

She has always been on her side, helping him...

Cough cough cough...

Zong Wu coughed in a low voice, the cold winter wind blowing cold hands and feet.

A cloak was draped over him, and warmth instantly enveloped him.

Zong Wu thought it was checking the book, and he didn't look back, looking at the palace wall standing in the dark in the distance, Checking the book, death doesn't seem to be so scary.

The imperial doctor said that I may not make it to the spring of next year.

Zong Wu seemed to think of something and said something, but there was no connection.

After sitting in this position, I don't seem to be so happy.

In my whole life, I don't know what to leave behind.

Your Majesty, don't blow your hair.

Zong Wu turned back, Hua Wu didn't know when he was standing behind.

I'm going to be under your control even if I blow the wind now?

Huawu closed the window, Go to bed early.

...

Zong Wu walked back to the bed angrily and lay back on the bed.

Hua Wu covered him with a quilt, extinguished the candle, and went to the small couch next to him to rest.

He was very cold, and the heavy quilt couldn't heat up. He slept for a long time and felt so cold.

He felt that he was standing on the icy ice, his limbs were cold and stiff, and his blood seemed to be frozen.

Cough cough cough...

Zong Wu coughed while covering the quilt, he didn't want Hua Wu to hear it.

Made her feel like she was dying, secretly happy.

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...

Even though Zong Wu coughed while covering the quilt, the voice was still clear in the silent hall.

Hua Wu turned around twice, really didn't fall asleep, got up and went to see Zong Wu.

Zong Wu covered his entire body under the quilt.

Your Majesty, don't suffocate yourself. Hua Wu pulled the quilt down a little.

Zong Wu quickly pulled back.

The two pulled a few times, and Hua Wu touched Zong Wu's hand.

The ice-like touch made Huawu stunned, Why are your hands so cold?

Zong Wu covered two quilts, which were the best and warmest.

This thing is too hot for her to build a bed...

Hua Wu reached out and touched it. He had slept for at least half an hour, and it was still cold under the quilt.

Why didn't your majesty say anything cold?

Hua Wu went to get another quilt, and asked someone to get Mrs. Tang and stuff it into the quilt.

Zong Wu felt better, but Mrs. Tang was so old, and only the place next to him could feel the warmth.

Hua Wu waited for a while, but Zong Wu's body still showed no sign of warming up.