"I'm not dead." I have weak pronunciation.

Luo Onion didn't hear it, she just suppressed her sadness sadly, and tears flowed sideways, until she herself looked at me inadvertently and saw me open my eyes for a while, and then slowly digested and accepted this sudden message to her.

"Madame!"

When she reacted, she threw herself on the edge of my bed and cried loudly.

My heart is relieved by the reluctance to receive someone to care for me.

"I'm fine."

I breathed weakly to soothe her, trying to pat her on the shoulder to give her strength and reassurance, but I didn't have the strength to do it.

Luo Liang understood that she was not qualified to cry beside my bed, and the thought of humility penetrated into her body and mind, and she hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes, swallowed the sadness in her heart, and fed me the medicine soup prepared by the people.

More than starving, I wanted to know what kind of attitude Yingzheng had towards my affairs and Ying Zheng after he found out - although I was vaguely afraid, unsure whether I should know his true attitude or not.

"It was the guards of Qixi Palace who carried me back?" I asked.

Luo Cong's action of bringing the medicine soup to my mouth suddenly stopped, and she bit her lower lip tightly, lowering her eyes and not daring to look at me.

Is it because my gaze is too expectant that she can't bear to see the real disappointment she foresees when she says something compared to what I am looking forward to at the moment?

I know the information fed back by Luo Onion's expression, but I don't give up, I just nail the result of my search for Yingzheng with such self-understanding.

"So how long did I sleep? But-" I paused in the words of my eager questioning, and suddenly wanted to stop asking about it, but after thinking about it, I was not reconciled, and I still asked weakly: "Who has been here?" ”

Luo Liang looked at me in embarrassment, my lips were tightly closed, waiting for her to reply, and the spoon was empty, and the action of feeding the medicine was not in progress.

"Madame, get some food." She replied in response.

I must have been so hungry that I hadn't eaten in days and didn't even want to open my mouth to eat*. At this time, my lazy mouth is too lazy to move, and I feel in my heart that I can't swallow even if I eat food.

Shaking my head weakly, I didn't want to burden my stomach and mouth with disgust in vain.

"Madame..."

Luo Liang tried to persuade me to eat the food. But when she saw my blank expression, she knew that what she said at this time was also in vain. So he stopped forcing me on his own.

"Let's all go down, I want to be alone for a while."

I had the strength to give Luo Onion a command.

I want to be alone for a while, even if I let myself cry alone.

Luo Cong knew what I was thinking, she looked at the little undiminished medicine soup in her hand, weighed one or two, and a resolute look appeared between her eyebrows.

"Let's all go down." Luo Onion commanded the servants in the dormitory.

People have long been accustomed to me being alone and often locking myself up, so I heard Luo Onion's orders at this time. No one hesitated, and they all retreated in an orderly manner.

Luo Onion did not go.

Usually at this time, when she knows that I am going to be alone, even if she is worried, she will reluctantly retreat. But at the moment she was still here, thinking about what the purpose of it was.

I raised my eyebrows, my eyes faintly sad, and I looked at her intently, waiting for her to express myself.

"Ma'am." Luo Liang stirred the soup twice, and then stopped unnaturally, and when she bit her own lower lip red and thin, she finally made up her mind to open her mouth.

"Madam," she said in an extremely low voice, "King Qin has been here." ”

After saying that. She looked around the empty dormitory with great caution.

I vaguely heard something, but I didn't hear it, and I couldn't believe I did.

"Huh?" My dull eyes lit up slightly.

Luo Onion took a deep breath, still quiet, but it was a higher tone than the muttering in front.

"King Qin, he's been here."

I followed Luo Onion's gaze as she looked down at the soup instead of looking at me, and focused on the spoon with her gaze: she must have wanted me to drink the soup, so she lied to me.

"I see." I replied, and tears came out inexplicably.

It must have been said by Luo Cong, so I couldn't help but shed tears, otherwise why would my eyes be dry and not wet when I didn't mention Yingzheng.

Seeing my disappointed reaction, Luo Cong knew that I didn't believe her words, and his expression was a little anxious.

"King Qin really came, and he came early in the morning when you were unconscious, madam, and he heard the imperial doctor say that you were fine, and left in a hurry."

After Luo Cong finished speaking, he bit his lower lip for a while, and then whispered: "King Qin ordered that slaves and maids should not be allowed to tell you that he had come, saying that if the fact that you had been here was reported, then the entire Qixi Palace would have to be buried with the secret because of the leak. ”

Luo Onion's voice grew quieter and quieter, so small that I could barely hear what she was saying.

"He said it himself?" The voice I made as a question almost lost its softness.

Luo Onion's face was frightened, his eyes were red, and he nodded slightly.

I want the entire Qixi Palace to accompany the funeral - how much does he not want me to know that he has appeared in front of me?

"Where is he now?" I couldn't help but want to know about him.

Luo Onion shook his head, his voice still trembling slightly.

"The day before yesterday, I went straight to the front palace from our palace, and I never returned to the inner palace."

Two strings of tears slipped from the corners of my eyes, and I stuck the sour in my throat and swallowed it repeatedly.

Ying Zheng was able to come to see me, proving that he still cares about my life and death, whether he doesn't let me know that this matter is because he wants me to die or he wants to die on his own, as long as I know that he still cares about me at the moment, I am not in a coma.

Ying Zheng entered the front palace and didn't return to the palace for a few days, wouldn't he be in some trouble?

"But what happened to the previous dynasty?" I shouldn't have asked, but I wanted to ask anyway.

When Luo Onion heard my question, his mouth was full of tears.

"Madam, the Qin State is unprecedentedly strong, what can it be difficult to get the King of Qin?"

When she finished speaking, she looked at me with pity, and then pleaded bitterly.

"The dungeon disease you did not heal from years ago, and the frost and frost that you worked all day and night... The imperial doctor said that your internal veins are disordered, and the cold attacks your body, if you don't take care of it, I'm afraid you will be seriously ill, ma'am. ”

Luo Onion's exhortation was very earnest.

How could I not understand Luo Cong's anxiety about my illness, but I really didn't want to open my mouth to eat a while, but now I heard that Yingzheng was coming, and I suddenly felt much better.

"I'll just drink it." I squeezed out two smiles.

Luo Cong didn't expect my attitude to change so quickly, and she was still ready to say words and admonishment, and her face was slightly stunned, and she quickly reacted, and the spoon passed through the mouth of the bowl, wanting to habitually blow twice before feeding me, but she realized that the medicine soup had been parked for a long time, and it was not hotter than when it was just baked, and her movements slowed down slightly.