Ten days later, Xiao Wenxuan was carried into King Ning's mansion.

The next day, the emperor's private visit came to Xiao Wenxuan's sickbed in King Ning's mansion.

"Why are you sick like this?"

Xiao Wenxuan in front of the emperor was as angry as a gossamer, and he was not thin.

Wuying knelt in front of the emperor and explained what happened on the island to the emperor.

After hearing this, the emperor sighed: "Hey! If there is no person, it is gone, do you want to take another one? Imperial Physician Xuan Li came in. ”

The emperor came prepared, got up and gave way to the position in front of the bed.

Hearing Xuanxuan's entry, Imperial Physician Li came to the bed, looked at Xiao Wenxuan's face, and was surprised: King Ningjun had also seen it before, and it was one of the most handsome and beautiful faces among the nobles in the capital. But now the lifeless, skinny man lying on the bed has nothing to do with King Ningjun.

Imperial Doctor Li was suspicious, but he didn't dare to speak, and reached out to ask Xiao Wenxuan for a pulse doctor.

Imperial Physician Li touched Xiao Wenxuan's pulse and didn't speak for a long time.

"How?" The emperor was about to stick to Imperial Doctor Li's face and asked anxiously.

"Back to the emperor, the prince is sick of his heart. Xia Guan can only prescribe some tonic decoction for the prince to eat, so as not to lose his life, but if he wants to recover, the prince needs to get rid of the shackles himself. Imperial Physician Li stood up and lowered his head and replied.

"Then prescribe medicine quickly, and besides, you will stay in the palace temporarily in the near future and take care of You'an. You only need to use the best medicinal materials, write a good recipe, and just ask someone to go to the palace to get them. ”

Imperial Physician Li promised to follow Wuying to the outside to write the prescription.

The emperor still sat in front of the bed, looked at Xiao Wenxuan, and sighed. He came from noon and stayed until it was almost curfew, and then returned to the palace with the guards.

Wei Huai'an's ashes were personally sent to the Weiwu Houfu without a shadow. The masters of the mighty Houfu held the ashes and cried to death.

Three days later, Xiao Wenxuan was finally able to sit up from the bed under the onslaught of Imperial Doctor Li's various medicines, and the porridge could barely go down half a bowl.

Imperial Physician Li is about thirty years old, and he can be regarded as a good speaker, and in his spare time, he listened to Wuying explain the reason for Xiao Wenxuan's illness, and sighed that King Ningjun was still a rare lover. Knowing the cause, Imperial Physician Li began to prescribe the right medicine and explained to him from time to time.

“…… If the prince really values the eldest lady of the Su family, then he has to think about what she cares about the most? Xia Guan heard that Miss Su was an extremely filial person and regarded her family as more important than herself.

She is gone now, but Miss Su must not be able to let go of the people she cares about. If the prince can get better quickly and take care of the people she cares about for Miss Su, then Miss Su can really rest in peace under the Nine Springs.

If the prince abandons himself and lies in bed all day long to spoil himself, and lets the thief who killed Miss Su live happily outside, then Miss Su is afraid that she will blame you! ”

Imperial Physician Li's words made Xiao Wenxuan sober up instantly.

Yes! The murderer who killed Ling'er has not been found yet, the old man of the Su family wants to continue to take care of her, the two girls beside her have not yet settled for her, and he has not had time to clean up the people who have been secretly attacking her one by one.

These things were not done, he just followed her, and what face did he have to see her?

After figuring out this, Xiao Wenxuan hated to recover immediately and complete these things one by one. When Imperial Physician Li saw that his persuasion had taken effect, he was ecstatic.

He could see that the emperor attached great importance to King Ningjun, and if he could cure King Ningjun, he would be a great achievement in the emperor's place.

As a result, Imperial Physician Li was a little more careful than usual, simmering the medicinal food and boiling the decoction himself every day.

Seven days later, Xiao Wenxuan got up from the bed, like an ordinary person, but his body was very thin, and he was afraid that it would take some time to recover.

The first thing Xiao Wenxuan did after getting up was to come to the palace and kneel in front of the emperor, asking the emperor to agree, allowing him to treat Su Muling as his wife and never marry a second person.

The emperor didn't expect Xiao Wenxuan to make such a request, if Su Muxuan was flexible, the emperor would not be surprised, but Su Muling was already dead, and the emperor still occupied the title of princess when he died, and the emperor was unwilling.

Xiao Wenxuan saw that the emperor did not agree, so he knelt down. The emperor sat cross-legged on the kang and folded the folds, and he didn't look at him.

An hour has passed, and Xiao Wenxuan's body that has not yet recovered is unbearable. He couldn't help but start swaying left and right, and the emperor glanced at him obliquely, and hummed in his heart: See how long you can last.

The emperor thought that Xiao Wenxuan was tired from kneeling for a while, so he naturally got up. But the emperor didn't expect Xiao Wenxuan to twist so much this time, so he directly changed his knees to his stomach, his head on the ground, his two arms supporting the weight of his upper body, and his legs curled up, lying on the ground like a turtle.

When the emperor saw him so anxious and angry, he ordered him to get up, but he didn't listen. The emperor asked someone to pull it, Xiao Wenxuan was like he didn't have bones, as soon as the person who pulled him loosened, he fell directly to the ground. If it weren't for the woolen carpet on the ground that had paid tribute from other regions, Xiao Wenxuan would have to fall and have a blue nose and swollen face, and his appearance would be broken.

The emperor was annoyed and let him lie on his stomach.

But this posture didn't last for a while, Xiao Wenxuan couldn't support it, and lay down directly in front of the emperor.

The emperor was so angry that he almost laughed. I wanted to order someone to drive him away, but I couldn't bear to look at his skinny body and pale face like paper.

In the end, the emperor couldn't stand it, so he threw off his sleeves in anger and left, leaving Xiao Wenxuan alone on the ground.

In the apse, the emperor paced back and forth on the ground, sighing for a while, dropping things for a while, and the people in the whole hall were so frightened that they didn't dare to gasp.

Half an hour later, the emperor was tired of walking, and his anger was almost gone, and he ordered Gonggong An, who was waiting on the sidelines: "Send someone to watch it, and report anything immediately." Also, ask someone to heat up the earth dragon, and ask Imperial Doctor Li to wait outside the hall and obey orders at any time. ”

"Yes."

Gonggong An knew that the emperor was worried about King Ningjun in his heart, so he hurriedly ordered him to go down one by one. also gave a special explanation to the steward in charge of burning the earth dragon: "If you don't stop burning the fire, you want to burn it until people don't catch a cold when they lie down, in case it freezes the king of Ningjun, your head will have to move." ”

When the steward heard this, he dared to be vague and personally sent someone to do it.

Gonggong An was afraid that the temperature of the earth dragon would not come up for a while and a half, and Xiao Wenxuan would freeze again, so he asked someone to add four braziers to the hall.

It was the middle of winter, but the hall was as warm as spring, Xiao Wenxuan was lying on the ground, the corners of his mouth hooked.

He knew that the emperor's uncle was a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and if this matter had been put in the past, he would have knelt here for seven days and seven nights, and the emperor would not have agreed. But now it's different, now that Su Muling is dead, he is sick, no matter how angry the emperor is, he won't do anything to him, Xiao Wenxuan is using the emperor's kindness to him to gamble on this war.

At dinner time, a few dishes of medicinal food were delivered to Xiao Wenxuan. Father-in-law An knelt on the ground and persuaded him to get up and eat. Xiao Wenxuan ignored it, changed his position and continued to lie down.

In the end, Father-in-law An's mouth was dry, the words that could be said in his stomach had been emptied, and the food was already cold, so Father-in-law An brought the rice out again.

Xiao Wenxuan knew that this war was not so easy to win, and he was ready to fight a protracted war. The emperor didn't agree, so he planned to lie down here. Anyway, the earth dragon in this temple was hot, and the wool carpet was soft and comfortable, and when he was hungry, he closed his eyes and slept, and when he fell asleep, he was not hungry.

Xiao Wenxuan couldn't get up and didn't eat, which annoyed the emperor. The emperor threw down the chopsticks in his hand and said angrily: "If you don't eat, you will starve him, see how long he can last." Hmph, if you want to use a hunger strike to force me, no way. ”

The emperor was angry and didn't eat well, and Father-in-law An began to persuade the emperor again.

"If you want the old slave to see, King Ningjun is iron-hearted this time. Why does the emperor have to compete with King Ningjun, just fulfill him. The name of a princess and the body of the prince are more important than the body of the prince. Your Majesty, you also know that the prince's body can no longer withstand any toss, in case the prince has another good one, don't you feel distressed and sad in your heart...... Time will heal everything, and when King Ningjun gradually forgets Miss Su, when the emperor will point out a side concubine to the prince, presumably the prince will accept it. ”

Father-in-law An is an old man around the emperor, and he is the best at observing words and feelings, and knows which words the emperor likes to hear and which ones he can't say.

"Fulfill him? Hmph, I fulfilled him today, who knows if he will threaten me with something else tomorrow? The emperor dropped an inkstone on the table and went back to the palace to sleep.

At night, the emperor had insomnia, and he was still thinking about Xiao Wenxuan, who didn't eat dinner. Xiao Wenxuan is now recovering from a serious illness, he can't stand tossing again, he won't eat in order to show his determination, it won't take three days to go on like this, I'm afraid that he will have to go like he just came back, and he will lose half his life.

The emperor looked at the moonlight outside the window, and silently confessed to the person who lived in his heart.

I think that at the beginning, he was also an infatuated man, and he gave all his sincerity to a beautiful woman. But he is the prince, and he can't have both fish and bear's paws, and in the end, he gave up his lover and chose the throne.

Lover, far away from him. The harem, everywhere you go, is the same face of flattery and favor. In the crowd, he felt endlessly lonely.

Countless times he has been thinking: If he had insisted like Xiao Wenxuan at the beginning, if he had given up the dragon chair and chose to be with his beloved, would he not have to taste the pain of lovesickness now and regret his decision back then?

The emperor blamed the emperor for using his power to cut off his love and force himself to give up the woman he loved, but now, isn't he also doing the most disgusting thing before him, using the power in his hands to force Xiao Wenxuan to give up his most beloved woman. When did he start living the life he hated the most?

In the early morning of the next day, Imperial Physician Li came in to check the pulse of Xiao Wenxuan, who was still lying on the ground, and Gonggong An personally came in with breakfast.

"It's time for breakfast." Grandpa An lay on the ground and called him softly.

Xiao Wenxuan opened his eyes slightly, and then closed them again. Instead of agreeing to his request, he preferred to starve to death.

Father-in-law An knelt on the ground and persuaded him bitterly: "Lord, you have a good bite to eat, you have to stop eating or drinking like this, don't say that the emperor is distressed, even the old slave is distressed when he sees it......"

Xiao Wenxuan's nose was filled with the smell of rice, but the words of the old man on Nameless Island echoed in his heart: "...... Their clothes were torn, their faces were thin, and they seemed to walk a little unsteadily, and they looked like they had suffered ......"

Xiao Wenxuan didn't dare to imagine how much Su Muling and Wei Huai'an had suffered and suffered since they fell into the sea before they crawled out of the sea and arrived on Immortal Island.

On the island, they lived in that small tree house on the top of the mountain in order to return to the capital, and persevered for a month in the face of wild beasts that might threaten them at any time. In the absence of a ship passing by, how determined and risky, on a bamboo raft, dare to drift on the sea.

…… His clothes were torn, his face was thin, and he walked unsteadily...... In the end, he was killed in another country.

Xiao Wenxuan's heart was as distressed as a blunt knife, his hands and feet curled together, as if he was trying to endure something, but his closed eyes couldn't stop the tears from flowing......