Three days later, in the morning of that day, a great event occurred.

His Majesty vomited blood and fainted early in the morning, but the cause could not be found after the imperial doctor's diagnosis and treatment, and only said that His Majesty was in a critical condition and was not good.

For a while, the people in the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China were panicked.

A box on the second floor of Xunfang Building, the warbler sings and dances.

A woman in brocade clothes hugged two feminine and charming men left and right, drank and listened to music, and laughed with men, so she was happy.

At this moment, a woman dressed as a guard walked in, and she bowed respectfully.

"Your Highness, someone is coming."

As he spoke, he let go of his body, only to see someone dressed in a blue brocade robe, with a gentle temperament and a little cold.

It's just that his face is a little tired and haggard, his eyebrows and eyes are full of gloom, and the whole person has a gloomy atmosphere.

"Second Highness."

"I haven't seen you for a while, Qingyun, why did you make it look like this?"

Seeing Fu Qingyun's appearance, Feng Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, and hurriedly beckoned her to sit down and said.

"Come, come, sit down."

Pushing the two men beside him to serve Fu Qingyun: "You two greet Miss Fu well." ”

The two men were originally reluctant, but they didn't dare to disobey the orders of the second princess, and snuggled obediently.

Fu Qingyun was not interested, but he couldn't refute the other party's good intentions, so he asked them to stand aside and wait to pour tea and wine.

"What's the matter, look at you like this, isn't it the one in your family who is angry with you again?"

Feng Lin saw that Fu Qingyun did not refute, and sighed: "If you want this hall to say that you can simply leave him off, take care of everything all day long, and be jealous." ”

Since the last time she fell into the water and was rescued by Fu Qingyun, the two have become friends, and they have come out for drinks from time to time.

However, because Xue Hao was strict, and Xue Shangshu was staring at him again, Fu Qingyun was not very free, and he was teased by Feng Lin every time he secretly came out.

Fu Qingyun looked embarrassed: "Second Highness laughed, Lord Shangshu has the grace of knowing and encountering in Xia, and Hao'er is also difficult to conceive because of Xia, how can he abandon him?" ”

Feng Lin snorted coldly: "Since he can't give birth, you find someone else to give birth, but he still stops you, doesn't this clearly want your Fu family to be the last?" ”

Fu Qingyun seemed to have been poked in the sore spot, his hands under the table were clenched, and his eyes were dark and gloomy.

But no, since Xue Hao's miscarriage, his temper has become more and more irritable, and he is always suspicious and suspicious, and he is more and more arrogant towards her.

If you are slightly dissatisfied, you will lose your temper and scold, and the scolding will be extremely ugly.

Once, she was drunk and pampered a waiter, and the next day the waiter was beaten to the point that his flesh was broken and he was thrown into a mass grave.

At that moment, the other party's viciousness was something she had never seen before, and it was terrifying.

She also doesn't understand why it's like two people before and after marriage.

Now she is regarded as dead, she can't be born, and she is not allowed to find someone else to live, she has no room for people at all, she is simply a wicked husband!

Feng Lin saw that her face was not good, so she waved her hand to change the topic: "Don't talk about this." ”

"This temple has called you today for good news for you."

Fu Qingyun was slightly stunned: "What good news?" ”

Feng Lin swept away the others and waved her hand: "You all go down." ”

"Yes! ——”

When several men in the Chu Pavilion, including the two beside Fu Qingyun, heard this, they got up one after another, and retreated with their own things.

After the others left, Feng Lin lowered her voice and spoke: "I heard that my mother is seriously ill and will die." ”

"What?!"

Fu Qingyun's eyes widened: "Is this serious?" ”

Feng Lin raised her eyebrows: "Can this still be used fake?" In the early dynasty, my mother vomited blood and fell into a coma, and many ministers saw it. ”

Fu Qingyun was horrified in his heart, his emotions were rolling, and he frowned when he saw that Feng Lin still looked heartless and not in a hurry and worried.

"Second Highness, don't seem to be worried?"