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"Die-hee." Feng Xiuyun called out again unwillingly, "If you want to be angry or annoyed, you have to be cured first." ”

Diexi turned her head slowly, she didn't have any feelings, she didn't even have feelings, she just looked at Feng Xiuyun flatly, without any doubts or curiosity. Her gaze slowly moved to his other hand, the bowl of soup was still steaming, and his fingers were pinched out of red marks, I don't know if they were burned or pressed.

He also once fed Diexi with a soup bowl, and on the way back to Beijing, she was not happy, he naturally did not shirk, she obediently was in his arms.

The medicine was hot, but now, her heart was icy.

Diexi moved, but Feng Xiuyun took a quick step to intercept her, seeing the flash of fire in her eyes, before he could say anything, she regained Fang Cai's indifferent expression.

She wanted to smash the bowl of soup, so she wanted to die.

With a force just now, the decoction spilled out on his hand, and the hot decoction immediately burned a red mark on his hand, but he didn't care, his eyes were full of his Diexi, whether she was burned, whether she was injured, whether she was ...... It hurts again.

He didn't know that Diexi didn't care at all, she twisted her body to break free from his restraints, and turned her head to look at the sky again.

No one knew that Diexi had never drunk the decoction since she woke up, and even the emperor who was high up in him couldn't move her to take a sip.

He kept guarding the bowl of medicine like this, Feng Xiuyun would not force her, but just sat quietly opposite her. He was busy, with a mountain of twists and turns, and so many obscure things, but he had to look up at her from time to time.

The sky outside the window is still the same, occasionally a bird flies, occasionally a cloud floats over, but in Diexi's eyes, they are all familiar. There is no need to think about it, and no one can think about it anymore.

The bowl of soup medicine finally slowly lost its heat, and Feng Xiuyun reluctantly poured another bowl. To the indifferent people. A little sulky, he also wanted to open his heart, wanted to talk to her well, but it was such a small request. But it's also hard to achieve.

"Die-hee." He tried to call her again. "In a few days. After a qiē is stable, I will make you a concubine. ”

What he said was very unconfident, and he couldn't hear the end clearly. She should have been his queen, he had worked hard for so long, he should have canonized her as the queen, but now, she was nothing, had no name and no surname, and almost lost her life.

"Die-hee." Feng Xiuyun frowned, and took a step closer to her, "You should heal well." ”

His face became closer and closer, and his breath became clearer and clearer, as if instinctively, and Diexi reached out with his backhand to greet his face.

Feng Xiuyun subconsciously caught it, as if it was incredible, and glared at her as if she was annoyed and angry.

Her hands were still wrapped in gauze, and although the wound had slowly healed, the terrible wound had been tugging at his heart. In fact, he could have used the package early, but he asked Du Chengzhe to continue as if he was deceiving himself, because he was afraid, afraid of seeing her shocking wounds, afraid that the scars in his heart would be torn open fiercely.

Diexi didn't move, just held his wrist tightly, his strength was great, as if he had endured an outburst after a long time, as if he wanted to remind himself of his save.

Should I cure the disease well, and where should I cure the disease? Where would she still get sick? If there is nothing left, where will I still be sick?

Her eyes were pure, like a pool of still water clear and thorough, and his mind seemed to be sucked into her calm, and he slowly forgot his original intention.

Diexi slowly withdrew his hand and looked at the sky again, her freedom of coming and going made Feng Xiuyun's face a little uncomfortable, but he didn't want to continue.

Today is enough, Feng Xiuyun knows that what he said, she has listened to it, and that is enough.

The rumors in the palace spread the fastest, and the delicate flowers in the harem also heard the movement of the wind, and they didn't want to believe it, but the Luan Ming Palace was really being rebuilt. That is where the emperor's biological mother lives, and no one can get close to it for half a minute on weekdays, but the emperor actually wants to give this Luanming Palace to that woman.

Who is she? Most people don't know, but two people know it very well.

It's her, it's her back.

Xia Leling sincerely hopes that she will not continue to appear in this life, and now she has been promoted to a concubine, and she is accompanied by a prince under her knees, although she is not the eldest son, but it is much stronger than the son born by the girl in the warm house, not to mention, her son was born in the palace, and he is far more favored than other brothers.

However, Xia Leling has been worried, the emperor's mind has never been on her, she was sent out of the palace, heard a lot of things, heard that she almost died, she always wanted to take time to be happy, but after the palace left her, she first approached a woman who looked exactly like her, and then continued the strings.

She is not happy in her heart, but what can she do, one of them relies on her appearance to charm, and the other relies on the glory of her mother's family, her mother's family can't help, and she didn't make any contribution when the emperor ascended the throne.

Xia Leling always comforted that she was a person with a prince, but now, she is back and alive.

After Feng Xiuyun went to court, Weiyang Palace was closely guarded, not because he was worried that outsiders would come in, but because he was worried that the people inside would always want to go out.

When Du Chengzhe came with the medicine box, Diexi was still leaning against the window, he took care of himself, and just took the pillow from the medicine box, and the movement of the medicine box woke up the person.

Diexi was still groggy and didn't wake up, she didn't seem to be in a good mood, and there was a little anger in Du Chengzhe's sight.

The people in the room all lowered their heads, although they knew that the girl couldn't speak, and they wouldn't do anything to them, but after all, it was the emperor's top of his heart, so it was better to be careful.

He pointed to the pillow, his expression was still looking at Diexi, and he smiled as if he was a little mocking: "Don't you want to be good, thinking that you can redeem yourself in this way?" ”

Diexi didn't speak, the corners of his mouth seemed to be hooked, his hand fell on his pillow, and he let him cover the veil to check his pulse.

She didn't drink the medicine, he had already heard Feng Xiuyun say about this situation, but he still probed for a long time, and then he reached out and took off the handkerchief, and untied the gauze wrapped around her hand little by little.

Under the uncovered gauze was a pair of small hands shaped like withered hands, and there was a shocking scar in the palm of the hand, which ran through the entire hand, making people feel chilling to watch. (To be continued.) )

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