Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 224

Zi Mo rushed over, staring incredulously at the person on the bed. Was this his Eleventh daughter? "What happened to her?"

"have no idea."

"What did you do to him!" Zi Mo approached her. He hadn't seen Eleven for days; how had she changed like this? "Eleven..." Zi Mo raised his hand to touch her familiar hair. "Eleven..." No one answered him. "What happened to her?" He didn't dare ask loudly, afraid of frightening Eleven.

"She is sick."

"I'll take 11 back with me."

“Alright.” Sikong did not refuse.

Zi Mo looked at Si Kong with suspicion. "Really."

"I'll go back with you."

"Okay." I'll do anything as long as he takes Eleven with him.

Zi Mo wanted to hug Shiyi, but Chou Qian quickly pushed him away, saying, "I'll do it." He wasn't generous and couldn't be generous.

Chou Qian picked her up. She felt lighter; she'd gain weight if she ate more.

"Walk."

...

Qianqing and Su Gu stared at the person who appeared. Who was Chou Qian hugging?

"Ziyi?" It was Ziyi.

"What's wrong with Ziyi!"

"Get out of the way!..." Chou Qian hurriedly glanced at the person in his arms. He had just shouted loudly; he mustn't have scared her.

Sikong carried Ziyi back, perhaps just as Weizhen had said—a familiar environment would help Ziyi recover.

"Fifteenth Aunt, Eleventh is back." Zi Mo looked at the woman standing silently at the door. She hadn't taken care of herself for a month, and she was as beautiful as Eleventh, or even more stunning.

“Xiao Yi… is back…” She dared not go forward, dared not ask for confirmation, dared not inquire.

"I'm back after the National Day holiday," Zi Mo confirmed.

"Really?" she asked eagerly. She needed reassurance; Xiao Yi was her everything, the only thing she could not lose.

Zi Mo nodded heavily, telling her and himself—he was back for the National Day holiday.

...

As usual, Chou Qian sat by the bed watching her. He had brought her back. She would be alright, she would cry again, and she would laugh again for him.

"Ziyi..." he called every day until he woke him up.

Qianqing, Sugu, and Zimo all stayed by her side. Sugu and Sikong had plenty of time; they could keep an eye on her for twelve hours a day without any problem.

Qianqing couldn't be a monarch who didn't hold court early in the morning. Every day, she rushed home early and came back after dark, becoming a five-to-six office worker.

Even during her strike, Zi Mo stayed home with Shi Yi, talking to her, chatting with her, and taking her to watch the sunrise and sunset with Si Kong.

I would read stories to her and tell her legends.

Sikong wouldn't stop calling her. Sikong would call her every now and then, and Zi Mo's ears were about to grow calluses from hearing it, but because of his high status, he was too embarrassed to tell him to shut up.

Sikong felt that Zimo was incredibly noisy. Ziyi finally got a break, but he kept bothering her.

Su Gu felt that Zi Mo and Si Kong were both crazy. The patient should rest, but they were finding all sorts of ways to torment her. If he could beat them, he would have killed them long ago.

Qianqing always came to keep watch at night. He noticed that all three of them were acting strangely. He sang to Ziyi, humming tunes she used to hum and songs she had sung, because Ziyi had once said that listening to music helped her sleep...

I'm sure I'm interested, I'm sober, at least I woke up on the tenth day after I came back. All I want to say is—please stop messing around and let me have some peace and quiet!

Zi Mo nudged me, and I could feel it. Although it was light, it still felt quite heavy to me.

"Fourth Brother will recite Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai for you today."

Ugh, I hate love that's so dramatic and dramatic.

"They came out of the academy. Yingtai disguised herself as a man to meet Shanbo..."

"Wrong, the name is mispronounced." It was the transvestite's voice.

"Stop reading, I brought some fun toys from home to show her."

“No,” Zi Mo’s voice rang out. “They came out of the academy. Liang Shanbo disguised herself as a man to meet…”

"Ziyi..." The most persistent cry when one is sick.

"One lover isn't enough, two are too many. Can't we have two fruits from one flower? Singing a greedy song is my fault. One lover isn't enough, two are too many. Can't we have two fruits from one flower? Singing a greedy song, good things come to those who wait..."

Blocking my ears sounds awful, it's torture.

"Your Majesty, please choose another song," the transvestite said.

Qianqing said, "Ziyi likes this song the most; he hums it all the time."

The transvestite was ashamed: "Your Majesty, I am not befitting your status; you are the supreme ruler."

"Okay, let's change to another one, this is all I have for you."

You are the only gamble I've ever made in this life.