It is not the first time that Yun Qing has encountered such a thing as being broken into the boudoir by a man in the middle of the night.

Compared with the panic of the first time, Yun Qing was quite calm this time. After Fu Mingli replied with a muffled "um", she felt a sigh of relief.

She stepped forward with the lamp, lowered her head and looked at the little boy who was curled up almost in a ball, covered with dirt, and asked in surprise and confusion: "Where did Your Majesty come from?" Why did you make yourself like this? ”

"Sister Yun." Fu Mingli looked up at her, his unruly and unbridled eyes were a little fragile, and his eyes showed a little pitiful surprise in the moonlight, "I'm a little scared alone, can you accompany me?" ”

Yun Qing squatted down and looked at the little emperor in front of him who seemed to have changed in surprise: "What's wrong with Your Majesty?" ”

"My heart hurts." Fu Mingli's face was frighteningly white in the moonlight: "I am almost out of breath when it hurts." He grabbed Yun Qing's hand and put it on his chest: "Sister Yun, can you help me...... Good no good? ”

Yun Qing resisted and wanted to retract his hand, but he didn't expect to pull his hand back very easily, Fu Mingli's weak hands fell to the ground, and slowly closed his eyes.

Yun Qing called out to him in shock: "Your Majesty? ”

Fu Mingli moved his lips twice, "Sister Yun, I hurt so much, can you help me...... Can you help me? ”

His state was too weak and weak, Yun Qing realized that something was wrong, and reached out and landed on his chest for a while, and was even more shocked when he touched it, a young man in his youth, the ups and downs in his heart were terrifyingly slow.

Her eyes widened, and she watched Fu Mingli lose her words for a while.

After a while, she picked up the man sitting on the ground, and helped him to the soft couch with difficulty, step by step.

She straightened his body and took a thin blanket to cover him, "Your Majesty, wait a minute, I'll go to the Imperial Doctor." ”

She was about to turn around after speaking, but one hand grabbed her wrist suddenly, his strength was very small, but his tone was very insistent: "Sister Yun, you can't call the imperial doctor." ”

Yun Qing felt something wrong, but still asked, "Why?" ”

"Wait for me to take a break." Fu Mingli shook his head slightly, and smiled a little weakly.

Yun Qing bowed, poured a glass of water and sent it to his lips for him to drink, Fu Mingli gasped and rested for a while, his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat, and he exhaled with relief after half an hour.

Yun Qing took a dish of cloud cake and handed it to him: "Hungry, eat something." ”

Fu Mingli took the pastry, devoured a few pieces, and finally stopped with a dry hiccups, took a big sip of the water that Yun Qing brought, and waited until his stomach felt better before he smiled. "Thank you, Sister Yun, I feel much better."

He didn't call himself me, nor did he have the slightest arrogance on his lips, and the smile on his lips was childish and lovely, which made people can't help but feel pity for him.

Yun Qing asked again: "Your Majesty was ...... just now?"

"The real descendants of the Fu family will have a star-shaped birthmark on their chests. I was not born, and the queen mother was worried that my background would be discovered by the first emperor, so she asked her cronies to find a poisonous weed called Mi Mi Cao, which can make people who originally did not have birthmarks grow birthmarks of any shape. Fu Mingli said as he peeled off his shirt, and the star-shaped birthmark on his chest was clearly visible in the candlelight.

"It's a pity that the Mimi herb is ferocious, and when I was young, the poison invaded my heart, leaving me with a heart disease that has been difficult to treat for many years."

"You are the queen mother's son, how can she do it?" Yun Qing couldn't believe that there was such a cruel mother in the world, and asked in disbelief.

"She only has imperial power and wealth in her eyes, where is my son as important as you think." Fu Mingli smiled even more bitterly: "She was afraid that the news that I was not a descendant of the royal family would be spread, so she only dared to ask someone to treat me in private, and only a few cronies around me knew about it." ”

"How often does Your Majesty's heart disease occur? Is there no one to be around? ”