"Jiang Lige, you can't die!" At this time, Feng Lin's eyes were full of despair, and he roared like a lonely goose that had lost his partner, his voice was mournful, and his eyes were full of devastation.

More than a year ago, Jiang Lige's appearance in the sea of fire appeared in front of him again.

The woman's face was calm, and she lay in the chaise longue in front of the window, as if she had fallen asleep, even though the flames swept around her like a beast.

He only felt scared at that time, if he hadn't thought of her here by Emperor Jianwen, maybe she would have to turn to ashes and leave him forever.

Bypassing the falling wood with fire, they finally reached her, and saw another log on top of them, on top of them. Don't hesitate and block it.

He didn't feel any pain at the time, he was just glad he was out of the way. Laboriously picked her up and brought her out of the Lanyue Pavilion layer by layer......

When he walked out of the gate of Lanyue Pavilion, the fire completely swept the entire attic, Feng Yi caught up from behind, and wanted to take over Jiang Lige for him, but he didn't want to, so he inhaled too much smoke and dust, and fell directly to the ground.

At that time, Jiang Lige was motionless, as if he had already passed away. In fact, the fire had been baking for a long time, and then a spark fell, and she was seriously injured.

He also had varying degrees of burns on his body, but he didn't feel much pain, because Ge'er, she chose to leave him cruelly, inexplicably, and even extremely.

Maybe this was the last time, and he was reluctant to close his eyes......

Now, it's happening again. The person he loved the most, lying in a pool of blood with pale lips, told him to take care of the child, and then he didn't know whether to live or die.

He never blamed her for not loving him, only for the person she loved died too early, and he met her too late.

Jiang Lige, I don't blame you anymore, you have found the happiness you want, why can't you hold on?

Could it be that I said that he was fake, so you can't hold it?

True or false, as long as you say it's true, it's true, I'm willing to fulfill you, but why aren't you willing to take care of yourself?

Songs......

At this time, Feng Lin only felt that the world was spinning, and somewhere in his heart was completely empty......

Bai Haoxuan heard Feng Lin's roar, his heart was not good, and he didn't care about the difference between men and women, he was humble and humble, opened the curtain and walked into the inner hall, quickly picked up Jiang Lige's hand to check the pulse, and breathed a big sigh of relief in his heart, and said to Feng Lin: "Your Majesty, Niangniang is just too tired to faint......

To be honest, Bai Haoxuan couldn't understand that according to the emperor's medical skills, it was not very simple to judge whether a person had died? Are they hugging each other here and crying bitterly? At the end of the day, I care too much.

Feng Lin came back to his senses at this time, and personally checked Jiang Lige's pulse, although he was a little weak, but he was indeed still beating, and couldn't help but be ecstatic, sat up straight, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and ordered everyone to clean up the dormitory in an orderly manner with red eyes, and ordered Bai Haoxuan to check the little prince's body, and he pulled down the mosquito net, wiped Jiang Lige's body, and changed the bedding.

Jiang Lige, I don't blame you, and I don't force you, as long as you live, it's good to live......

It's dawn, it's dark again, it's dawn again, it's dark again......

The next night, Jiang Lige opened her eyes with difficulty, and when she looked at the bed for the first time, she couldn't help but feel lost, it was empty, just like her heart. Turning his head, his eyes staring vacantly at the top of the tent, searching for the memories in his mind in a somewhat dazed way.

This time she didn't dream or hear anything, but she woke up.

Sure enough, the scourge has been left for thousands of years, and Jiang Lige couldn't help but laugh at himself.

What about him, is he really in complete despair? It's okay, or not, at least he doesn't have to be sad for the rest of his life, and she doesn't have to bear his feelings and feel guilty for a lifetime.

It's just giving birth to a child, what's there to care about, it's not his first child......

Squeak......

The door opened.

Jiang Lige subconsciously looked at the source of the voice, and the light in his eyes dimmed again.

"Mother, you're finally awake!" The maid shouted happily.

This is the maid Feng Lin arranged for her to take care of her food, clothing, and daily life, named Yuemei.

Jiang Lige regained his composure and asked, "What about peace?" ”

Yuemei put the tray in her hand on the table aside, helped Jiang Lige to sit up, and then asked with a smile: "Niangniang, do you miss the little prince?" ”

Jiang Lige shook his head and said lightly: "I only heard that it is the little prince, and I don't know anything else, you just need to tell me the situation." ”

Yuemei's eyes flashed with a burst of complexity, and then returned to normal, and while taking water to Jiang Lige to rinse his mouth, he said: "The little prince is very good, he weighs six pounds, and the emperor gave him the name Ping'an, and now he is in the next room, and there is a nurse with him." Then he asked, "Do you want to see the little prince?" ”

A trace of longing flashed in Jiang Lige's eyes, and he immediately became cold, shook his head and said, "No, there's nothing to see." ”

It's probably going to be a lot like Fenglin.

It's better not to be like her, she doesn't really deserve it at all.

Yuemei put back the water that Jiang Lige rinsed, picked up the freshly warmed medicinal food and fed Jiang Lige, and sighed: "Niangniang doesn't want to be angry with the emperor, in the end, she still suffers from Niangniang's own ......"

Jiang Lige didn't want to dwell on this, so he interrupted lightly: "These are not important, don't mention them again in the future." ”

Yes, it doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that after Feng Lin marries Feng Nishang, the country will be stable and the throne will be stable. As for her, so be it, I've lost it once left and right, and it doesn't hurt to lose it again. It's just a pity that I didn't treat him well in the years I was entangled with Feng Lin, but I have been hurting him unscrupulously.

She owes him, where can she repay it when she gives birth to peace?

It's too late to say anything now, I just wish him well for the rest of his life.

Yuemei saw that Jiang Lige didn't want to listen to it, so she had to shut up and feed Jiang Lige porridge quietly. But I sighed again in my heart.

Their emperor and this mother, one turned around and left when people were about to wake up, obviously they had been guarding for two days and one night, and the other woke up without asking a word, and the disappointment in Mingming's eyes was so obvious.

But one doesn't let them speak, and the other doesn't want to listen, what can they do with these ants caught in the middle?

When Jiang was pregnant, although Jiang Lige was also depressed, but in the end, the martial arts did not affect anything, but this time he was lying for half a month before he barely got off the ground, and he completely recovered after a month.

On the first day of confinement, Jiang Lige went straight to the Qinzheng Palace.

"Niangniang, the emperor is only afraid of inconvenience at this time." Feng Yi was full of embarrassment and stopped Jiang Lige.

"Feng Yi, I'll see the emperor." Jiang Lige said lightly.

"Yo, isn't this the famous Lige General, our quasi-queen? How? This feng shui takes turns, but it completely fell out of favor in half a year? Do you want this palace to take you in? ”

Jiang Lige looked towards the source of the voice, and saw a woman in a pink palace costume, swaying and graceful, stepping out of the Qinzheng Hall with a graceful gait, and her face turned pale in an instant, so it was inconvenient because of this woman?

She said "Hongu"?

Feng Lin has already been made a concubine?

Standing more straighter with his legs, he said lightly: "No need." ”

"Huh! General Lige is still as proud as ever. The woman didn't let go of Jiang Lige at all, and the yin and yang were weird.

Jiang Lige disdained to fight with the woman and was silent.

The woman was not annoyed, and said ostentatiously: "Do you know who this palace is?" Concubine Yun, who was canonized by the emperor himself, was just two days ago. ”

Jiang Lige raised his eyes to look at her and said lightly, "Congratulations." ”

Somewhere in my heart, I couldn't help but hurt for a moment.

Concubine Yun was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Do you look down on this palace?" ”

Jiang Lige understood that this woman just wanted to find a sense of accomplishment in her, raised the tail of her eyes, lowered her voice, and said with a smile: "It's not that I look down on Concubine Yun, on the contrary, it's very attractive, but Niangniang remembers, I, Jiang Lige, will beat women." ”

When the last few words fell, Concubine Yun's face turned pale and said angrily: "You are so bold! ”

Jiang Lige sneered and said disdainfully: "Not only am I bold, but I also have big fists. ”

To be honest, Concubine Yun really has no brains, no matter what, Jiang Lige is the "biological mother of the prince", how can she be offended by a woman with an empty concubine? Besides, if Jiang Lige really becomes the queen, and then she holds a grudge and wears small shoes for her, won't she be sad on such a day?

"Concubine Yun, it is forbidden to make noise outside the Qinzheng Palace." Concubine Yun originally wanted to scold Jiang Lige, but Feng Yi spoke directly, so frightened that she could only stomp her feet and turn away.

In this scene just now, Jiang Lige was considered to have won, but she was more determined to leave, looked at Feng Yi and said, "Now the emperor has time, right?" ”

Feng Yi was a little embarrassed in his heart, where is Feng Lin who has no time? Instead, Feng Lin directly gave the order and didn't see Jiang Lige......

"Could it be that the emperor doesn't want to see me?" Jiang Lige frowned.

"It's not ......," Feng denied.

Jiang Lige felt a little lost in his heart, and said lightly on his face: "Forget it, since this is the case, please ask Commander Feng to bring a word, just say that Jiang Lige is already in good health, and he will leave the palace one day, and if he wants to take King Huai away, please ask the emperor for permission." ”

"This ......," he didn't dare say. Feng Yi's heart was devastated.

"Feng Yi, please come in with General Lige." When Jiang Lige was about to turn around and leave, Feng Lin's lazy voice sounded in the Qinzheng Palace.

"General, please." Feng Lin spoke, and Feng leaned over to give up his position.

Jiang Lige walked in slowly, and what caught his eye was Feng Lin reclining on the dragon chair, holding a pot of wine in his hand, drinking it casually. That's not the point, the point is that the man's long hair is scattered, and the red clothes are loosely dressed, revealing a fair chest with a little red mark on it, and even his feet are bare.

Jiang Lige felt like he had been pricked by a needle somewhere in his heart, when had they come to this point.

"The grass people have seen the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." This is the first time Jiang Lige has knelt down in front of Feng Lin, from the bottom of his heart.

Feng Lin's drunken eyes turned to Jiang Lige and sneered: "What's the matter, General Lige still salutes?" ”

Jiang Lige said flatly: "There is no general Lige in the world, the emperor should not call it wrong."