Since then, Li Shimin seems to no longer recognize the wind spirit, and occasionally has the strength to speak, all of which are the piles and piles of Feng Ling's childhood. Writing, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Those things are already in the past for Feng Ling, but in his weak thoughts, he pieced together the appearance of the past little by little.

However, after three or five days, Li Shimin rarely had a waking time, and he couldn't feed half a drop of rice soup and medicine. When he opened his eyes slightly, he had to see the wind spirit guarding by his sickbed, so that he could feel at ease.

The wind spirit didn't dare to leave the Hanfeng Hall half a step, and he hadn't eaten well for a few days. After boiling it, Xingye sent the cooked food into the Hanfeng Temple, so that he could teach the wind spirit to use some when he was drowsy.

Feng Ling felt uncomfortable for a few days, and he didn't care about food, and the apricot leaves were specially sent, but it was not easy to use, so he went to the side hall to deal with it at will.

Xingye laid out the food she brought on the table one by one, and was gossiping with Feng Ling, when she suddenly interrupted, but saw her two eyebrows twisted into a pile, pointed to a plate of white and delicate fish with chopsticks, and asked with disgust: "How long has this fish belly been placed, how can it have such a fishy smell?" ”

Xingye picked up the fish troll and sniffed it under the tip of his nose, and said strangely: "The best dried fish trev, it was given by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that day......"

Before he finished speaking, the wind spirit was already covering his mouth and nose and wanted to vomit. She hurriedly stuffed the dish back into the food box, closed the lid of the food box, and waved it a few times to dispel the smell of the fish chest.

Feng Ling stroked his chest and gasped for a few breaths, he didn't want to pay attention to this case of food, and then he thought about it, the saint probably had to stay up like this, if he didn't take advantage of the gap to supplement the food, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it.

She only took a bowl of tender green mung bean cold pottery, and did not need to dip it in the sauce to accompany the vegetables, and hastily sent it to her mouth.

Xingye looked at her impatiently, and was about to spit out the cold pottery in her mouth at any time, very worried, and guessed: "But there has been a lot of rain recently, and the night is cold, and the body can't stand it?" ”

"How cool can it be on a Mayday? Besides, where did you find that my body is so delicate? The wind spirit bit the cool cold pottery and glanced at her.

"Zhang Fengyu is waiting in front of the palace, and it doesn't take much to ask him to listen to the pulse." Xingye replied: "Your body, although your foundation is good, you have been seriously injured once in the end, and you can't be sloppy." If you have any problems, General Yan will not be able to pick them clean. ”

Feng Ling paused, put down the cold pottery in his hand, and hesitated: "Apricot leaves...... I'm afraid it's not a disease. As soon as the words came out, he first panicked, bent his index finger and tapped uneasily on the case, and his mind was full of thoughts when he returned to Huaiyuanfang on the night of the third day of the third month of March, and saw the situation after the delay.

She roughly counted the days, and said to Xingye in shock: "Since the night of March 3, I have ...... There was no more monthly letter. ”

Xingye jumped to her feet, rubbing her hands back and forth in front of the wind spirit, incoherent for a moment, looking at her again and again, only asking again and again, "Really?" ”

"I'm not a healer, how can I be sure?" Feng Ling hesitated: "Now I can't teach Zhang Fengyu to listen to the pulse, and I can't leave Hanliang Palace, let's hide this matter, and ...... in a few days."

There was a sudden sharp knock on the door of the side hall, and an inner supervisor urged anxiously outside the house: "Gu Niangzi, Gu Niangzi come out quickly!" ”

The wind spirit felt ominous, stood up suddenly, and walked a few steps to the door. As soon as the door was opened, sure enough, the inner eunuch outside the door said anxiously: "Gu Niangzi go to the main hall quickly, the saint vomited several mouthfuls of blood foam, Zhang Fengyudao is not in a good situation, and he has ordered people to prepare early." ”

She left the apricot leaves, lifted her skirt, and strode with the inner prison to the main hall. However, in the blink of an eye, a group of internal supervisors gathered in front of the gate of Hanfeng Palace, and Ah Sheng issued an order to send them back to various places in Daxing Palace in Chang'an City to report.

The wind spirit rushed into the main hall, bypassing the single-screen screen, and a pile of blood-soaked silk handkerchiefs were scattered on the ground, and Li Shimin was groggy and half-leaned on the brocade leaning on the brocade with the support of the people of the Inner Prison Palace.

She turned around and walked out of the inner room, met Zhang Fengyu, grabbed his shirt and asked angrily, "What is the current situation of the saint?" What should we prepare for? It's not what you say! ”

Zhang Fengyu repeatedly confessed, "Gu Niangzi forgives, forgives." In the next sentence it is true, it concerns the Holy Communion, how dare you say it. This...... It was only two hours at most. ”

Feng Ling let go of his hand in a dejected manner, and Mu Zhi and Mu Jue bent his knees to Na Fengyu, which could be regarded as making amends for the loss of honor of the general. When he returned to Li Shimin's bed, he poured out a mouthful of blood from his mouth again, this time not only with blood in his mouth, but also from his nose.

The inner prisoners hurriedly wiped and supported, calling "saints" one after another. The noise became a "buzzing" sound in Feng Ling's brain, and his eyes were black for a while, and his body was staggering.

Xingye saw her running out in a hurry, and guessed that her pregnancy was nine times out of ten, so she couldn't rest assured, so she took advantage of the chaos in Hanfeng Palace, so she followed, so she looked at her left and right.

After a long time, the first prince who rushed to hear the news arrived, Feng Ling had never seen it, and he didn't know which one it was, but he saw him crying and rolling all the way from outside the Hanfeng Palace, and shouted "Saint" and "Aya" in his mouth.

Ah Sheng had already mobilized the left and right Hou guards to surround the Hanfeng Palace, and the prince who arrived early had not yet stepped on the stone steps in front of the hall, so he taught the Marquis of Wu to block outside, but after scolding twice, he was involuntarily "invited" to the side hall to wait.

Feng Ling was surprised, once upon a time, Hou Wei was willing to listen to him.

Concubine Yang Shu came very quickly, as if she had been prepared, the lead was gone, and the plain skirt was silver. Ren is how she cried and mourned in front of the hall, Wuhou refused to let her take half a step forward, Ah Sheng came out and persuaded: "The saint can't listen to the noise now, and please temperate herself, go to the side hall to rest first, and wait for the saint to summon her." ”

Feng Ling was more and more surprised when she heard it in the hall, she already knew that Ah Sheng and Zhu Zhi were the eyes and ears of Concubine Yang Shu, and now that she looked, at this juncture, Ah Sheng refused to give her a trace of convenience, could it be that she was wrong?

More than an hour later, Li Zhi stumbled into the courtyard, and the guarding Wuhou immediately branched out a way, and Li Zhi walked unimpeded. Ah Sheng walked out of the hall of Hanfeng and bowed in front of the hall to greet him.

Feng Ling looked at it in his eyes, looked back at Ah Sheng's past piles, and gradually woke up. Ah Sheng is different from Zhuzhi, Zhuzhi is dead and loyal to Yang Shufei, but Ah Sheng is in Cao Ying's heart in Han. In his heart, he is either secretly towards the prince, or he is only loyal to Li Shimin from beginning to end, and he is just a false and wrongful snake in front of Yang Shufei. Therefore, he can mobilize the left and right guards at this time.

Li Zhi came in from outside the hall with tears in his eyes, and the wind spirit glanced at the apricot leaves beside him, and the apricot leaves supported him and retreated quietly.

She thanked her grandmother from the bottom of her heart for taking her away from Daxing Palace since she was a child, although the royal descendants are different from the market merchant Jia Naiyunni, but the cold and hard copper coins, held in the palm of her hand for a long time, can also give birth to heat. However, in the heavenly family, the bloodline will only get colder and colder.