Chapter 61: Wine in the bowels

Everyone was shocked, and in an instant, all movements stopped. On the stage, the music also stopped in a hurry, looked up at the high seat in the hall, and was surprised to see that Feng Linye had left the seat, bent down to help the queen mother who almost fell to the ground, and the palace maids and eunuchs next to her were busy, and finally helped the queen mother up, and then helped her to the apse, leaving a hall of whispering princes and ministers.

The old imperial doctor, who listened to Feng Linye's eager shout, followed tremblingly with his official robe.

Seeing this, the concubines looked at each other and then stood up hurriedly and went to the apse. That Su Lianrong would not be willing to fall.

Shen Yunxi looked at the crowd that left in a hurry, lowered her eyebrows and thought for a while, then stood up, before she could take a step, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Feng Qingchen, and her fingertips were still cold and warm.

"Don't go!" His expression was cold, and his words were so firm that no one could refute them.

Shen Yunxi lowered his head, glanced at him, and said, "If you have anything to say later, I'll go to see the Queen Mother first." After he finished speaking, Shen Yunxi broke free from Feng Qingchen's shackles, stopped looking at him, and turned to leave, very resolute.

Although Feng Qingchen only said those three short words, this time, she was surprisingly aware of his intention to stop her, but now she would not stay and continue to entangle with him on the topic just now.

He hadn't finished his words, but she understood them clearly.

How could he have such thoughts? Thinking of the coldness in his eyes when he said that, Shen Yunxi's heart sank again, and he was destined to be disappointed with him.

The relationship between him and her, from the beginning of that decree, was wrong.

But, fortunately, she didn't pour her feelings into him, if that's the case, for someone like him, she has only one ending, and that is a bleak ending. Now, perhaps, it's time for her to offer to leave. Since it begins with the Divine Will, let it end with the Divine Will.

And at present, the queen mother's serious illness is to give her an opportunity to make a request to the emperor.

Feng Qingchen's already injured hand was slammed on the table with a 'bang', his thin lips pursed and he looked at the figure who left indifferently, and his somewhat painful hand resting on the table was clenched tightly, his knuckles faintly white, as if he was suppressing a grand anger.

Then, when he turned his head, he saw Jing Xuan standing beside him, with a gloating smile on his lips, Feng Qingchen was cold, and said without caring about his feelings at all: "Get out!" ”

Jing Xuan shrugged his shoulders very innocently, and said teasingly: "Get out? Ben Gongzi won't, why don't you give Ben Gongzi a roll first? ”

As soon as his words fell, he felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and in the next moment, his face was firmly punched, and he was in pain, and his feet were even more unstable and couldn't help but take two steps back.

The other ministers in the hall stared at this side with wide eyes, but because of the prominent status of the two, they quickly withdrew their gaze, as if they didn't see it.

Jing Xuan steadied his footsteps, looked up at the man in front of him who seemed to be crazy, his phoenix eyes glared, and said, "If you want to make a move, can you squeak first!" Also, even if you wave your fist, you can't punch me in the face, do you know that Lu Dao's son is free by his face! ”

Feng Qingchen didn't seem to hear him complain, glanced at him lightly, then sat back in his seat and said, "Sit down and drink with me." ”

As he spoke, he placed the glass on the table, which had been filled with wine, and he took a glass of wine and drank the transparent liquid, which was very strong, but he did not even frown.

Jing Xuan wanted to refute a few words, but when he saw him like this, he swallowed the words in his mouth again. He wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, sat down beside Feng Qingchen, picked up the wine glass and touched it with the wine glass that he had already filled again, raised his head and drank it, but muttered before drinking: "It's really self-inflicted!" ”

Although he said this lightly, Feng Qingchen heard it clearly, and the action of drinking paused, and his eyes fell on the hand where she had bandaged his wound in the carriage before, and his palm involuntarily bent slightly, and his fingertips touched the skirt she had wrapped for him, as if lingering on the warmth that had passed.

Jing Xuan finished drinking, turned his head and was about to speak, when he was surprised to see him staring at the bandaged palm for a moment, and the bottom of his deep eyes was a frightening darkness.

In the next second, the wine glass in Feng Qingchen's hand fell in response, and the spilled wine was sprinkled on the surface of his feet, Jing Xuan was stunned, and then saw him tear off the skirt yarn wrapped around his palm with a rich face, and in an instant, the skirt yarn was broken on the ground.

Xu was he too hard just now, and the wound that had not bled instantly overflowed with red bloodstains, which was so dazzling in the bright light.

"Drink!" He didn't give Jing Xuan a chance to ask, picked up the wine glass and said coldly.

Jing Xuan pursed his lips and finally said nothing. I just watched him quietly, watching him pour glass after glass of wine into his stomach.

He saw his love and hatred in his eyes, but he forgot that there is a saying that hatred is more sorrowful when you have wine, and you are even more sad when you are drunk. But, think about himself...... Why not.

Secretly shook his head, raised his wine glass and drank it.

Residual wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, slid down his chin, and finally into the slightly open placket.

In the apse, with the help of Feng Linye, the queen mother lay down on the soft couch, she was pale, weak and weak, her hands were still protecting her abdomen in a coma, subconsciously trying to caress away the pain there, and the corners of her mouth were still holding the residue after Fang Cai vomited, so she completely lost Fang Cai's radiant appearance.

Feng Linye sat on the soft couch, looking at the Queen Mother, with a look of worry in her eyes that could not be hidden. The concubines and princes stood in a room full of them.

The old imperial doctor stepped forward and was about to kneel down to greet them, Feng Linye waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't pay attention to these false courtesies, hurry up and come over to see how the queen mother is doing!" His gaze was still on the Queen Mother's pale face, and there was a hint of impatience on her handsome face.

"Yes, I obey." The old imperial doctor got up and bowed his head slightly, then bent slightly and walked forward quickly, sat down on the low stool that the eunuch had moved, stroked his gray beard, and gave the queen mother a thin pulse.

For a long time, the old imperial doctor didn't say a word, but his wrinkled face was full of sadness.

A painful moan came from the mouth of the Empress Dowager, Feng Linye looked at the sadness on his face from the side, and he asked eagerly, "Imperial Doctor, what's wrong?" ”

Hearing this, the old imperial doctor immediately let go of the hand of the trumpet, knelt on the ground with his official robe, buried his head and said: "Back to the emperor, the queen mother has an old disease, and this time it is worse than any previous time." ”

"What does that mean?" Feng Linye frowned, and the hand hanging by his side clenched subconsciously.