She took the water bag, sent it to the emperor's lips, and said softly: "Ah Zheng! Drink some water and swallow it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The emperor did take a sip of water, but when he took the second sip, he choked, choked on the food in his mouth, and spit out himself and Fuxiu. This time it affected the injury on his back, and the pain made his whole body tremble, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and his lips were bloodless, and even his rather full cheeks were deeply sunken, and there was a terrible blue-gray death.

Dead ......

Fuxiu suddenly panicked, held his chest, and shouted loudly: "Ah Zheng! Ah Zheng! You don't want to ....... Die! You still have blessings, and you still have Lin'er..... You don't want to die! ”

The emperor heard her words in a trance, and tried hard to calm his cough, and after a long time, he whispered in a low voice: "Fuxiu, Fuxiu, I'm fine, don't cry, don't cry!" ....... You're crying...... It's not beautiful......"

Fuxiu knew he was still crying.

She is not a woman with a lot of tears, and she has never believed that tears can solve the problem, but lately she has been in too many tears.

Or is it because there are so many things to do? So much so that Fu Xiu couldn't accept it all for a while.

The emperor reluctantly opened his dull eyes, but he did not change the warmth and clarity that originally belonged to him, "Fu Xiu..... If you want to pull out an arrow, pull it out! ..... Life and death are fate, and you have done your best..... In my life, it is the greatest luck in my life to be able to meet you and have Lin'er...... Meet you...... That's great! ”

Fuxiu wiped his tears indiscriminately and said with a smile: "I'm angry that you hurt your embankment, you calculated you, and I was half-hearted about you, don't you remember?" But I always remember it! We still have Lin'er, we still have Lin'er, you must not want Lin'er to become a child without the love of your father, right? Therefore, I don't allow you to die, you yourself must not allow yourself to die, and Lin'er doesn't want to see such a weak father! ”

The Emperor smiled, a pale smile with a slight desire for survival.

Fuxiu took the dry food, took a small bite, drank a little more water, chewed it into a pulp, then lowered his head, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked it on the emperor's dry lips.

The emperor's whole body was shocked, his lips were already open, and the soft serous liquid was slowly fed in. They could even feel each other's lips and tongues bumping slightly.

"Swallow it." Fukuxiu said softly, "You must swallow it, so that your spirit will be good." ”

After swallowing the food, the emperor's confused and vibrated pupils gradually cleared, like a clear spring, quietly reflecting Fuxiu's gentle face.

Fukuxiu hugged him half of his body in his arms, hid him in the felt as low as possible to avoid the cold, and continued to feed him one bite after another.

The Emperor also lay quietly in Fuxiu's arms, taking one bite after another, swallowing obediently and hard, only gradually closing his eyes, as if he were extremely sleepy.

"Ah Zheng, don't sleep, don't sleep! I can't get up when I sleep! Fuxiu felt that it was about the same, and gently patted the emperor on the cheek.

The emperor slowly half-opened his eyes, and the corners of his lips tilted up slightly, "I...... Won't sleep ......."

Fu Xiu picked him up, hugged him, and then pinched the handle of the arrow behind the emperor's back, and said softly: "Ah Zheng, I'm going to pull out the arrow." You've got to support it, you know? You have to support it. ”

The emperor throbbed slightly, wrapped his arms around Fuxiu's waist, and muttered, "I..... Support ...... For you and Lin'er..... I will definitely support ........"

He grabbed Fuxiu's hand and tightened it tightly, almost breaking Fuxiu's waist. Fukuhu didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and pulled out the arrow at once!

"Painful ......" the emperor showed a very difficult smile, groaned miserably and helplessly, and finally fainted completely.

"Ah Zheng! Ah Zheng! Fu Xiu's heart was pounding, and when he hurriedly examined it, he felt that although the emperor's breathing was weak, it did not stagnate, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly put him down to deal with the wound that was like a spring of blood.

Because there was only one piece of felt, Fuxiu slept with the emperor at night, but he held his breath from time to time to listen to whether the emperor was still breathing, or from time to time he stretched out his hand and touched the emperor's body temperature.

With such a serious injury, he was also poisoned, and the fever was expected. It wasn't until the second half of the night that the emperor began to have a high fever all over his body, and his whole body was hot and shivering.

When he saw that the emperor was trembling terribly, he embraced the emperor in his arms, and silently warmed him with his own body temperature, hoping that he would be more comfortable and get through it as soon as possible -- I don't know how many people died of poison infection in such injuries. But Fu Xiu never believed that the emperor would die like a mustard like this, a generation of Ming monarchs who loved him so much and loved the people of the world. Although the current emperor is curled up in her arms, he feels like a sleeping baby, and there is no longer the playful smile of the day.

She always felt that the emperor would definitely stand up, return to the imperial capital, return to the palace, raise her eyebrows with Lin'er and herself, and share the joy of family. Or read and play all day until late at night, and quietly come to him in a daze, and let him sleep slightly on his shoulder. More likely, the battle was under the tree that had finished the little fruit, and he lay quietly in his arms, chatting together, talking about family affairs, talking about children, teasing children, and watching the clouds in the sky......

"Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng, you must wake up! Lin'er and I don't want to see you so asleep, you must be strong and wake up,......" Fuxiu said in a low voice, "if you don't wake up, I'll throw you to the side of the road and let the birds and beasts eat your flesh and blood...... Let you be disobedient, let you be disobedient...... Wake up! Blessed and tired...... I want you to accompany me. ”

Fu Xiu stroked the emperor's ears hidden in unkempt hair with his fingers, and then slid over his emaciated face, scraping the bridge of his nose as high as a knife, "Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng, it's really shameless, still sleeping, still sleeping, sleeping in a woman's arms, and can't wake up." You are so shameless, shameless! ......”

The emperor had been in a coma, and Fuxiu kept talking, as if he had stopped for a while, and the emperor could not hear any sound, so he refused to open his eyes again. (To be continued.) )