The two sat opposite each other like this, a foot away from each other, and Jia Dongfeng could even hear Zhen Liancheng's shallow breathing, which should be in line with her somewhat chaotic heartbeat.

Zhen Liancheng has been different to her recently, and she has crossed the line.

When she first ascended the throne, she could still speculate about all Zhen Liancheng's actions with the greatest malice, because he conspired to harm him several times, went against his will, let Ye Xifeng go to get married, and forced himself to cut off his feelings with joy, but what happened one after another: the Great Zhou was in danger, and it was he who offered good strategies in time to solve the urgent need; He was in danger, but he was desperate to break Zheng Youwei's conspiracy to involve Yin Tianquan...... She tried her best to avoid thinking about it in that direction, convincing herself that Zhen Liancheng was just calm and meticulous, calculating no last resort, planning and layout, and had no feelings, so she restrained herself, curried favor with herself, and even married herself and admitted a child who did not belong to him, all to atone for the previous conspiracy...... However, even though he was unwilling to admit it, even if he "declared" his intentions several times, he was reprimanded back on the spot. But she already had the answer in her heart.

But how can a treacherous and ruthless strategist develop unusual feelings for himself? Now washing your hands and making soup for yourself is even more excessive.

Not to mention looking at yourself with the eyes of a man looking at a woman, it is simply disrespectful.

However, he was irrepressibly affected by Zhen Liancheng's behavior, and began to pay attention to his thoughts and subtle movements, and his mood fluctuated because of him......

Jia Dongfeng closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts, some feelings, no matter how gentle they were, they couldn't shake her fate and deep-rooted responsibility that she had to break off her love, she had already taken on a Fu Huanqing, but she couldn't make another mistake......

When Jia Dongfeng opened her eyes again, her gaze had regained clarity and comfort, she stared at Zhen Liancheng, and slowly responded with a smile: "Zhen Xiang is really far-sighted, you are also the responsibility of the imperial husband, and you cook for me considerately, once it is spread, it is really a good story of the emperor's harmony, which will not only help stabilize the heart of the family, but also change my image among the people in the market, and reach the ears of the protector, it can make him completely break his mind, it is really a clever plan to kill three birds with one stone." Then I would be disrespectful. ”

Zhen Liancheng was slightly stunned, raised his eyes, and saw Jia Dongfeng's expression was flat, his eyes were not stained with the clarity of Fengyue, and he couldn't help but breathe and drive his heart and lungs to suffer...... Holding back the sweetness that surged to his throat, Zhen Liancheng was silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly and smiled: "Your Majesty's eyes, thank you Your Majesty for your success." ”

At this time, the night was already thick, and Jia Dongfeng had already put down his chopsticks, Zhen Liancheng got up and methodically cleaned up the dishes and put them in the food box, and when he raised his eyes again, Jia Dongfeng had already closed his eyes slightly, supported his cheeks with one hand, and seemed to be asleep.

Zhen Liancheng got closer, and saw Jia Dongfeng's long black eyelashes quietly covering her eyes, which made her skin as bright as snow. Involuntarily, he seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, his breath was naturally held, and he naturally stepped forward irrepressibly, picked up Jia Dongfeng horizontally, walked slowly to the dormitory, carefully placed her on the bed, and picked up the thin blanket on the edge of the collapse and gently covered Jia Dongfeng's body.

He stood quietly beside the bed for a moment, then turned and walked towards the outside of the Rende Palace, his snow-white clothes floating gently in the darkness, and the faint moonlight fell on him through the gaps in the leaves, like broken ice and snow.

Jia Dongfeng was full of food and drink, he was really tired, and fell asleep in a drowsy state, but after a short time, he was pushed awake again.

Breaking away from the hazy sleepy eyes, the octagonal palace lamp on the table was still on, reflecting Fu Sanqian's somewhat stiff face, seeing that she was awake, Fu Sanqian turned slightly sideways to make room for Jia Huan behind him.

Jia Huan stepped forward quickly, saluted, and said slowly: "Hu Dahai is dead." ”

Jia Dongfeng suddenly became completely sober: "How did you die?" ”

The jailer said that he suddenly lost his breath and stopped breathing after a while.

What a terrible plague!

"How's the jailer?"

"Everything works."

"How is Lee Woo-kwon?"

"Everything works."

Jia Dongfeng got up and put on his clothes: "Xuan Jia Shuang, let him go to the prison with me." ”

Although she was a little surprised that Hu Dahai couldn't survive after all, but while the corpse was fresh, she had to let Jia Shuang find out, so as to buy more time for Da Zhou and Shuzhou.

However, as soon as he stood up, his eyes were suddenly dark, and his steps were vague, so he fell straight back to the bed, fortunately, the spring cold was steep, the mattress was very thick, and there was no pain on his body.

It just felt like the world was spinning, and that disgusting feeling suddenly came back.

Jia Dongfeng covered his chest.

Fu Sanqian quickly took a clean wooden barrel and handed it to her.

With a "vomit", Jia Dongfeng opened his mouth and vomited, seamlessly connecting with the speed of Fu Sanqian's bucket.

Zhen Liancheng's sumptuous and elegant dinner was all put into the barrel.

It's much more comfortable after throwing up.

It's just that Jia Dongfeng's head is groggy and can't lift his strength, all his limbs and bodies don't obey the call, he can't get up at all, and he can't go into the prison with Jia Shuang at night.

Fu Sanqian held Jia Dongfeng with one hand, and took the goose down cushion on the bed with the other, wanting her to lean on the soft cushion, but the back of his hand gently rubbed against Jia Dongfeng's cheeks, and he felt that the heat was pressing, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has a fever!" ”

Seeing this, Jia Huan took a step forward with a calm face, probed Jia Dongfeng's forehead, gritted his teeth and said to Fu Sanqian: "Don't make a noise, I'll go and get Jia Shuang over." ”

Jia Dongfeng was in a drowsy, and vaguely heard Jia Shuang mentioned in the conversation between the two, and he didn't know where the strength came from, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a person's shirt indiscriminately: "Let Jia Shuang go to the prison to see Hu Dahai first, and ...... Optimistic about Jia Shuang. ”

The person she caught smiled slightly, his smile was as clear as the snow of the spring equinox, but it was as cold as frost: "Your Majesty doesn't want to die?" ”

Jia Dongfeng struggled to open his eyes, and saw Zhen Liancheng's slightly angry face.

Fu Sanqian retracted his hand and retreated to the side, Jia Huan didn't know where to go, thinking that he had already gone out, and he was going to get Jia Shuangshen over unconsciously.

Zhen Liancheng doesn't get angry often, and once he gets angry, the person who makes him angry will inevitably be very uncomfortable.

But now Jia Dongfeng is already very uncomfortable, and he can't be more uncomfortable when he thinks about it, but he smiled loosely and said, "Why did Zhen Xiang go and return?" ”

Her originally pale and thin face was covered with a smoky glow because of the heat, and her eyes were as open as water, extinguishing Zhen Liancheng's anger alive.

"What does Your Majesty want?" Zhen Liancheng shook his head helplessly and opened his mouth to ask.

"I'm going to find a cure for the disease." Jia Dongfeng's eyes were clear and thorough, "I want to go to the prison with Jia Shuang to see Hu Dahai's corpse." ”

"Okay." Zhen Liancheng was silent for a moment, nodded his head, and then reached out to untie his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Jia Dongfeng was a little flustered, thinking about Zhen Liancheng's increasingly undisguised eyes on himself recently...... However, at the moment, he really didn't have the strength to resist, so he swept Fu Sanqian on the side with his eyes.

Now that Jia Huan is not in the palace, he is weak, and the only one who can deal with Zhen Liancheng is Fu Sanqian.

Who knew that Fu Sanqian glanced at Jia Dongfeng expressionlessly, and actually walked outside the hall without touching his feet. Zhen Liancheng can do it against the sick Jia Dongfeng, he is really violent, and it is better for him to retreat.