Chapter 312: Illness
However, when he heard this, Man Hongtu shook his head, "Your Majesty, you won the Wuyue Palace, and there is also a Northern Chu!" Beichu has always been pretending to be friendly with us in Nanning, one thing in front of you and another thing behind your back. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info if it loses both with Wuyue Palace, wouldn't it give Northern Chu a chanceγγγγγγ β
"So what?" Xiao Jingren's eyes were cold, could it be that he was still afraid of Beichu?
Man Hongtu's eyes flashed, and his heart trembled, could he really γγγγγγ
"Your Majesty, please think again! Today's Nanning Kingdom really can't go through such a cruel battle anymore! β
Xiao Jingren's face was irritable, no matter how many ministers objected, it would not make him shake half a point, but Manhong was γγγγγγ Wasn't he the one who supported him at the beginning? Now, even he is against itγγγγγγ
"Stand down, I, think about it."
Man Hongtu frowned and looked at the man who was already standing in front of him, and sighed long in his heart, and he could only give up.
After the people left, the silent emperor walked out from behind the desk, looking at the portrait on the wall with deep eyes, and suddenly felt tired, as if his body was covered with sores, "Yan Shan, I have done so much, can you see it, are you willing to come back?" But why are they all trying to stop me from being with you until now, even if Xiao Rusheng's obstacle is gone? I don't believe it. β
Xiao Jingren's voice trembled uncontrollably, and an endless feeling of exhaustion came to his heart, and the elegant face in the portrait had a faint smile, but in Xiao Jingren's opinion, it was so unreal.
Just as he was about to reach out and caress the realistic portrait, he didn't want his eyes to flash, but his vision was a little blurred, and a line of clear tears fell on the bright yellow court clothes, and a flower made of water was fainted.
In the palace of the Western Regions, in the palatial hall, a gorgeous and bright woman was sewing a bright red wedding dress, and she was very serious with stitches and threads.
She looks good, but she is not like other women, there is aura between her eyebrows and eyes, her hair is beautifully decorated but not complicated, her demeanor is dignified, and when she is not smiling, she has a bit of a motherly look. This woman is the princess of the Western Regions, Feng Xiang.
At this time, a palace maid came in a panic, "Oh no, princess." Oh no, Childe vomited blood again! β
"What?!" The embroidery needle in Feng Xiang's hand shook and pierced into his index finger, and the blood beads instantly bloomed a red flower on the white cloth.
"Yikes! Princess! Your hand hurts! The palace maid became more and more flustered, but at this time, Feng Xiang twisted her eyebrows and put down her needle and thread, and stood up without any pain.
"It's all right, Childeγγγγγγ What's the situation, why did you suddenly vomit blood again, wasn't it a little more stable a few days ago? She looked at the palace maid worriedly, her clenched hands trembling slightly.
The palace maid shook her head, "The slave maid doesn't know, the emperor has ordered all the imperial doctors to rush over!" β
All the Imperial Doctors?
Feng Xiang's face turned pale for a moment, and her bright eyes stirred up a thousand waves, that kind of panic made her, who was originally pretending to be calm, panic, at this moment her heart was like a wind chime swaying in the breeze, making a sound that she didn't know what she was doing wrong.
In this world, only Xiao Rusheng can make Feng Xiang fall into a helplessness again, and only he will make this perverse woman forget everything she has.
Not long after, Feng Xiang rushed to Xiao Rusheng's dormitory accompanied by the palace maid, and at this time, the imperial doctors were discussing Xiao Rusheng's condition.
"How's Childe doing?" Feng Xiang walked in quickly, her tone anxious, and a little sweat on her smooth forehead.
Hearing this, the imperial doctors hurriedly replied, "Childe's qi and blood are stagnant, his muscles and veins are not smooth, and he fell from a high place before, and he has many internal injuries on his body, but this is not the most deadly, as long as he wakes up and recuperates more, he can do it." β
"That's it?" Feng Xiangxiu frowned, a little questioning.
"Yes, it's just that right now, this son has never wanted to wake up, and it seems that something has made him have no desire to live. Your Majesty really can't be tired anymore, the so-called unwinding still needs to be Lingren, and he has to be asked to open his heart knot as soon as possibleγγγγγγ β
Feng Xiang understood what the imperial doctor meant, and she knew better why Xiao Rusheng was like this.
Seeing that Feng Xiang was silent, the imperial doctors turned to the emperor and said, "Wechen will write a prescription for this prince to regulate his body, but other Wechen really can't do it." β
Feng Yu bowed his head slightly, understanding what they were referring to, although Xiao Rusheng was still young, he was indeed injured this time.
After the imperial doctors retreated, Feng Xiang took a deep breath and stepped in, Feng Yu saw this, did not follow, but sighed secretly. But the figure of that amazing woman appeared in my mind unintuitively, what a bad fate.
The man on the couch was asleep, but his frowning brow betrayed his pain. He didn't seem to be sleeping peacefully, showing a little struggle from time to time, and some pale lips seemed to be muttering something, which made the heart of the woman in front of the couch twitch couldn't help but throb.
Feng Xiang sighed and looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were full of affection, recalling that when he first met him a long, long time ago, the high-spirited, handsome and extraordinary young man now looks like an emperor, and time has changed a lot on his face, but she understands that in his heart, some things will never change.
She sat down slowly on the couch, her gaze was so affectionate, but her expression was extremely struggling, she reached out to touch his face, but shrank back at the moment of touching, that kind of sad fear, made her cold, she only squeezed her hand tightly, in order to hide the trembling.
For so many years, she could only secretly inquire about him, looking at each other from a distance, and even seeing each other, very little.
Feng Xiang knew that it was impossible for Xiao Rusheng to fall in love with her, and he also understood that he only had the crazy woman in his heart who made people jealous, but falling in love was falling in love, and now it may be a chance given to her by God. If she had a choice, perhaps, she really wouldn't let herself make such a bad impression in his heart.
For Feng Xiang, as long as she can guard him and guard him quietly, she has never expected what he will do to her, let alone think about destroying anything, but in the end, it has become the current situation between them.
Every time she saw the face with him, she felt that this was the most precious gift that God had given her, so if she really wanted to take this gift back, she would rather exchange her life for it.
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"Youγγγγγγ It must be painful, right? Feng Xiang's expression was unusually bitter, her dignified and beautiful face was full of helpless pain, and a thin mist appeared under her eyes, but even so, she still loved this man deeply.
Shaking his head, Feng Xiang felt that he was really stupid, Xiao Rusheng's dedication to Xu Yanshan, she clearly saw it in her eyes, and he never changed from beginning to end, even if he knew that Xu Yanshan's life was slim, he never gave up, and even gambled on his throne and his life, she understood that it was all out of love. (To be continued.) )