Feng Yeyu, who had already realized that she was like this, finally turned around, and when she saw the despair and helplessness on her face, she thought of the situation when a child lost his most precious and favorite thing.

Situ Yuli stubbornly refused to admit defeat, in her eyes, others could not do anything to be sorry for her, even if there were, she would try her best to retaliate, and her extremes were often closely related to her brother Wang, she would be involved with the King of the South, in the end, it was because the person Feng Yihan loved in her heart was not her.

At that time, it was a mistake for Brother Wang to send her out of the palace, and it was for this reason that she went astray

The guilt in her heart spread, Feng Yeyu slowly walked in front of Situ Yuli, looking at her lost and painful expression, her heart was not happy, she could only reach out and hand her a white handkerchief for her to wipe her tears.

"Qing'er"

Feng Yeyu called out to Qing'er, who was guarding outside the hall, and after Qing'er heard the sound, she immediately lowered her head and walked in with small steps.

Glancing at Qing'er, Feng Yeyu ordered: "Take your young lady back to have a good rest, her mood is not very good, and the palace will send a doctor to check your young lady for a while."

Listening to Feng Yeyu's instructions, Qing'er immediately walked to Situ Yuli's side, she looked at her young lady with a look of loss and pain, there was an indescribable pain in her heart, and she also felt a little sour in her nose, the tears in her eyes swirled in her eyes, she took a deep breath, Qing'er restrained her emotions in time, inhaled her nose, helped Situ Yuli's hand and said, "Miss, let's go back, okay?"

"Go back, where are you going" Situ Yuli stared around blankly, just looking at it, she felt more and more that this place was so strange.

Qing'er looked at her worriedly and said softly: "Miss is tired, Qing'er helps Miss to rest, okay?"

Situ Yuli still looked at everything around him, and from time to time, his eyes fell on Qing'er's face, and he would laugh lowly, and only said after a while: "Qing'er, let's go find Ye'er, okay, I made a dessert this morning, and I want to send it to Ye'er, Ye'er must like to eat it."

"Little, Miss" The tears swirling in Qing'er's eyes slipped down a little unconcernedly, and a surprised voice behind her made her turn her head to look at Feng Yeyu, but she saw that she had already turned around, and Feng Yeyu, who was facing her back, didn't know what her expression was at the moment, but she saw her movements, like wiping tears.

Putting down Situ Yuli's hand, she knelt down on her knees: "Princess, princess, everything is Qing'er's fault, it has nothing to do with Miss, the princess blames Qing'er, forgive Miss."

"Help your young lady go back first, the imperial doctor will go to see her later" After saying this, Feng Yeyu walked straight to the inner room and did not look back.

When Situ Yuli returned, the imperial doctor sent by Feng Yeyu to call also went to diagnose and treat her, and it was not until after night fell that the imperial doctor took his mission to Feng Yeyu's dormitory to resume her life.

"Doctor Zhong, how is she" Feng Yeyu leaned on the window, looking at the rain scene under the night, hazy and quiet, the rain began to fall in the afternoon, and at this time, only a thin rain was left on the windowsill.

Imperial Physician Zhong immediately replied: "Princess Hui, Wei Chen has checked her pulse, and there is nothing strange in her body, but her pulse is disordered, which is caused by excessive stimulation."

Imperial Physician Zhong's honest answer made Feng Yeyu not feel surprised, she lowered her head, and she asked again: "Yes, it was caused by stimulation" This question should not be asked by Imperial Doctor Zhong, but more like Feng Yeyu's inner self-question.

Doctor Zhong thought that she was asking herself how to prevent this disease from becoming serious, so she replied honestly: "Lao Chen has been practicing medicine for many years, and there are not many cases like this, as long as this disease is not stimulated to her, it will not be serious."

"Is there no certainty of a cure" with a low groan, Feng Yeyu got up, gathered the clothes on his body, after a rain, drove away the heat and boredom of the day, it should have been cool but made her feel a little cold unconsciously, a chill from the bottom of her heart.

After thinking seriously for a while, Imperial Physician Zhong replied, "It is not difficult to cure this disease, but it is not so simple to let the patient accept the thing that hit her by himself."

Accept it yourself, will she accept it, Feng Yeyu asked herself, the answer was obvious, it was difficult for her to accept, or perhaps, now she is just difficult to calm some of her mood, and she may get better after a while.

Seeing Feng Yeyu pondering, Imperial Physician Zhong opened his mouth again: "The princess doesn't have to worry too much, sometimes this disease is good and bad, and it will not have much impact on the patient's body, on the contrary, it will make the patient forget the previous unhappiness and become happy, which may not be a good thing for her."

Imperial Doctor Zhong's pertinent words made Feng Yeyu break free from the complex emotions in his heart, what he said was right, what could Situ Yuli do if he returned to normal, it would only make her miserable, maybe the temporary chaos now allowed her to get the best time to rest, she should be tired.

Imperial Physician Zhong, who was waiting with his head bowed, didn't dare to raise his head to look at the expression on Feng Yeyu's face, but he heard her regret and pity for that woman from her sighs, and couldn't help but sigh lightly with her.

It just so happened that his light sigh also fell into Feng Yeyu's ears, Feng Yeyu raised his eyes, looked at Imperial Physician Zhong and said, "Why is Imperial Physician Zhong sighing?"

"Ahh

The smile on Feng Yeyu's face was a little stiff, she looked at Imperial Physician Zhong, and asked with a light look in her eyes, "Does Imperial Physician believe that everything has a fate?"

His face was slightly different, Imperial Physician Zhong looked at Feng Yeyu, and didn't understand what she said, so he could only arch his hand and say the answer in his heart: "Lao Chen doesn't believe it, but some things seem to be true that only the word fate can explain."

"What the Imperial Doctor said is, it's just that the creation of an individual still depends on the individual, no matter who you are, you can't finish the path you choose" A faint voice overflowed from between the thin lips, and the light in Feng Yeyu's eyes gradually dimmed.

After Feng Yin left that day, Nangong Luo Jing was looking forward to the moment when he met his father, but Wan Gu had been following him, if Feng Yin came, Wan Gu would guess that she was going to see her father

A trace of worry lingered in her heart, and the contradiction in her heart made it difficult for her to sit down peacefully, so she could only stand against the window.

Standing in front of the window, her mind was so messy that she couldn't tell right from wrong.