"The Emperor's ......"

Yun Luo finally frowned slightly after half a sound and spoke lightly, looking at his appearance, Feng Qian knew that the situation was definitely not optimistic.

Sighing, pursing his lips, he asked before he spoke, "Is it bad news?" ”

Yun Luo squinted his eyes almost imperceptibly, "Indeed, ......" Before the words fell, he saw that Feng Qian's face was still pale despite his expectations. He paused for a moment and added, "There are indeed some residual toxins, but I will do my best to ensure the safety of my mother and child." ”

Jun Moying's hand was unconsciously pinched by Feng Qian, but what really hurt was the place in his heart.

"Yunluo, you must be able to keep the mother and son safe, right?"

As if he didn't expect the emperor to ask him this question at this time, Yun Luo was stunned, and his thin lips pursed.

"The last general will do his best, but I want to live up to the emperor's trust!"

He stepped aside and told those imperial doctors some things, asking them to pay attention to what medicine to give Feng Qian, and what the specific dosage was, all in detail. For a pregnant person, you can't take medicine indiscriminately, at least you have to control the dose.

Jun Moying has been by Feng Qian's side to accompany her, from the time of dinner, Feng Qian was in a low mood and didn't want to eat, he lured and coaxed and persuaded her to eat a little, and then she was obviously very weak but couldn't sleep, so he took her in his arms and patted her on the back, as if to comfort a crying child.

During this period, Zhang Jin sent someone to come once, but Jun Moying didn't let people in, and he didn't listen to any reports, he just said that he couldn't see it.

But he knew that since Zhang Jin had sent someone, it must be that Concubine Hua had come to her senses.

However, Concubine Hua is already a fish on the chopping board, and she is not in a hurry at this time.

The most important thing now is to guard his little things, so he didn't leave until Feng Qian finally couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

He didn't want to see him when the little thing woke up, although she wouldn't cry or make trouble, but he wouldn't let her heart become barren and empty, and he wouldn't allow her to be alone at such times.

At least not tonight.

At night, Feng Qian did wake up once, and before he opened his eyes, he felt that he was firmly surrounded by a warm embrace.

At a glance, it was indeed Jun Moying.

She pursed her lips and raised her hand to scratch his handsome, smooth eyebrows, the kind that was very light and would not wake people up.

He felt sorry for her, and she couldn't.

******

Feng Qian slept lightly and woke up early the next morning.

Jun Moying got up and asked people to prepare some light side dishes, and was about to spend all his strength to persuade her to eat a little like last night, but Feng Qian grinned at him obediently.

The lips are dry, so such a pulling action seems a little difficult.

Dongyang looked at her smile, his heart was sour, he took a breath, lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at them again.

Sometimes she can't figure out whether the master is really happy.

If you want to say that it is unfortunate, I am afraid that the women of the entire harem will be so angry that they will jump to their feet.

Isn't it enough to be happy with such infinite glory and care? Dongyang can't nod that head.

But it is precisely because of such happiness that how many disasters have been brought to the master? Look at which lady in the harem would be so miserable, and she had to be accidentally poisoned and framed by someone in three days?

Dongyang couldn't help but think that one day, all the women in the harem would be gone.

Only then can the master be truly happy.