Fang Jizhong shook his head, with an expression on his face that was hard to describe, bowed to Zhou Heng and said:

"Since my uncle is here, please come inside!"

Zhou Heng glanced at Su Xiaoxiao and obviously did not let her in. So did Pang Qi stay outside too?

"Eunuch Fang, then will my medicine boy go in with me?"

Fang Jizhong waved his hand, "Brother comes in first and asks the medicine boy to wait in front of the door. If other treatments are needed, it will not be too late to go in. As for Miss Su Wu, you have to go to Cining Palace."

Zhou Heng paused. It was meaningless to object at this time. He still had to abide by the rules when entering the palace. Otherwise, even the old emperor could not afford to punish him.

Thinking of this, he nodded and followed Fang Jizhong into the Palace of Harmony.

However, when he turned sideways, he glanced at Pang Qi. Pang Qi was a wise man. He quickly touched his arm and pointed to the medicine box.

Zhou Heng knew that there was a sleeve arrow made by Yao Blacksmith for him hidden in it, which could be fired continuously, which was to reassure him. As for the medicine box, I don’t know what was hidden.

Zhou Heng's uneasy heart also calmed down a little, and he calmed down and followed Fang Jizhong into the Palace of Yangxin with his head down.

The door behind him closed with a snap. The hall was not very bright, but there was a candlelight on the desk, and the bedroom inside was brighter.

Entering the bedroom, Fang Jizhong hurried forward and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, Zhongyuan Bo is here!"

The old emperor's slightly weak voice rang out immediately.

"Oh, then call me here."

Zhou Heng rushed forward and looked up at this time. What surprised Zhou Heng was that there were many people sitting in the bedroom, including Ning Yuanhou, Lu Pingbei, and Zhang Jumian. This scene surprised him.

What are you going to do?

The postures of these people are not like visiting the old emperor. No matter how you look at it, they seem to be discussing something big. The old emperor's face became even more sallow against the candlelight. He sat on the edge of the bed with a quilt covered with his legs. Although the weather is not very cold as autumn begins, he feels that the old emperor is about to hang up no matter how you look at it.

Fang Jizhong coughed, and Zhou Heng came to his senses and quickly stepped forward to greet him.

The old emperor did not make any difficulties, but just waved his hand at Fang Jizhong.

"Give me a seat and let Zhou Aiqing get closer to me."

Fang Jizhong brought the chair, and Zhou Heng sat near the bed. These were the first moves of several middle halls. He was like a needle and needle, and he didn't dare to sit on all the chairs.
Chapter completed!