Nangong's eyes lit up, and he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Qianqian, now I am not qualified to ask the emperor to agree. When the coming day is enough to match you, you will definitely have ten miles of red makeup and eight sedan chairs to come to marry! ”

His voice made Nangong Qianqian stunned, and turned her head to look at him incredulously, only to see that he didn't look like a joke at all, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it......

Nangong Che and Hongyu had a touch of appreciation on their faces, and these words were not said to Qianqian, but to reassure the two of them.

Even if they agree now, there are still hidden dangers in front of the hundred officials, not to mention that he has just attacked the knighthood now.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Nangong Qianqian held her hot hands and nodded heavily, she believed that what he said would definitely be able to do it!

A smile squeezed out of Nangong Yao's pale face, and he just wanted to hug her, but he felt that it was dark in front of him, and his body fell back......

……

After the imperial doctor made a diagnosis, he breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the few people waiting anxiously in front of him, and said: "Back to the emperor, the prince is fine, but he hasn't rested well for a few days, so that's why it's like this, don't worry." ”

"Then why hasn't my brother woken up yet?"

Nangong Qianqian's face was anxious, looking at the person on the bed with his eyes closed, biting his lip and asking.

The imperial doctor brushed the beard under his forehead, "It must be the death of King Rui, the blow to the prince is too great, plus he has not eaten for a few days, his body is inevitably weak, this is the time to recuperate, the princess is not worried." ”

The stone in Nangong Qianqian's heart was put down, and she sat in front of his bed, supporting her face with her hands, and looked at him without blinking.

The wet clothes on his body have been replaced by Nangong Xing, and there is a wet towel on his forehead to prevent colds, Nangong Qianqian has not looked at him quietly like this for a long time, her long eyelashes spread out on her eyelids, her pale face has a hint of ruddyness, and the wrinkles on her lips that have been curled up because of dryness are still stubbornly stuck to it.

"Qianqian, you take good care of Yao'er here, let's go back first."

Hongyu looked at her daughter's appearance and coughed dryly.

Nangong Qianqian didn't turn her head, she just gave a random sigh and stopped talking.

……

"Why do I think my daughter is no longer mine?"

Nangong Che, who returned to the dormitory, hugged the red jade and said with a depressed face.

Hongyu chuckled, "You still eat Yao'er's vinegar?" Qianqian loves him so much, at this time, he will definitely ignore other people, so don't worry about it anymore. ”

"No, I just feel that it's the daughter I've always loved, and I've always been in the palm of my hand, and all of a sudden all eyes are on other men......"

Suddenly, I remembered that sentence, this pig with cabbage was raised by himself, and he was even more depressed......

"Yao'er is very good, knowing that if the news of their being together is announced at this moment, those ministers who already want to riot will definitely make trouble again, and now when he has his results, we will announce it, and we will block Youyou's mouth."

Only in this way can we never stop future troubles, and only then can those who can no longer gossip.

Nangong had no fun in his eyes, but there was a trace of worry, for some reason, his heart was always unsettled.

"Are you still worried about Dongying?"

Years of tacit understanding have allowed Hongyu to know what he was thinking the moment he ran away