"Su Linglong, what do you think the prince is doing this for?" Jiang Yue's eyes were glowing with dim light and irrepressible pain, and his lips were a little cold.

"Su Linglong, do you know how much effort the prince spent to bring you back?! Didn't you ruin the prince's heart to keep the palace when you called Jing Nian? Jiang Yue sneered, and then said.

"Do you think the prince doesn't want to live? If there is still a way to save him, why do you let you be in charge? He knew his life was short! Even if Jing is here, it's useless! Every word of Jiang Yueyue was like a sharp sword piercing Su Mujiu's heart.

Su Mujiu's brain was stunned with a "boom-" sound, and his whole body was a little numb.

Su Mujiu felt an endless coolness all over her body, her eyes spread with confusion, and the anger on her body dissipated little by little.

Her garment fluttered up and down like broken wings in the cold wind, and her lips seemed to be painted as scarlet as poppy flowers.

Jiang Yue saw that Su Mujiu had gradually calmed down, he raised his eyes and sighed, and suddenly spoke, "Su Linglong, I grew up with the prince, and I have no less affection for him than you, do you think I don't want the prince to live?" Even if it is for life! ”

Jiang Yueyue, who rarely talks on weekdays, said so many things for the first time.

For the first time, Su Mujiu felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if he was trapped in a swamp and couldn't break free.

She was like a deflated ball, losing all her strength.

She opened her mouth to say something.

But I found that my throat seemed to be stuck in something, and I couldn't say a word.

She bit her lip, waved off her robe, and said weakly, "I know." ”

Su Mujiu didn't know how he got back to the courtyard of Weiyang Pavilion, and how he lay on his bed.

She wrapped her body in a cocoon with the quilt and shrunk tightly into a corner.

Hurt.

That part of my heart hurts so much.

It is a feeling of deep powerlessness to see your loved ones dying in front of you.

Her empty eyes stared at the wall, her lips pursed.

She didn't know how she fell asleep.

I just feel too tired.

On the second day, Su Mujiu felt that his body was hot and cold, as if he was in the freezing snow for a while, and then it seemed to be between the flames of raging magma.

She felt like she couldn't lift up a little strength in her body.

She opened her eyes with difficulty and looked out the window.

At this moment, the sun is shining outside the window, the flowers are like brocade, and the butterflies are flying.

How warm.

She struggled to get out of bed and drink water to quench the thirst in her throat.

As a result, as soon as he got up and walked a step, he fell to the ground with a "bang" and lost consciousness.

……

"Master."

Feng Tong was drinking tea and admiring flowers in the courtyard, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh?" Feng Tong responded gently.

Zhu stepped forward and said respectfully: "There is a movement in Weiyang Pavilion." ”

Feng Tong, who was still light and smiling, fell his eyes directly on Zhu's body, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhu was a little surprised, he didn't understand why the master suddenly cared so much about Weiyang Pavilion, and even the Yingxue Pavilion on the prince's side no longer let him monitor.

"Why didn't you say it?" Feng Tong didn't hear a response for a long time, and his watery eyes went up.

Mama suddenly hurriedly broke into it, and then invited Lang Zhong from outside the palace. Mama went to answer in person and took Lang Zhong straight to Weiyang Pavilion. Bamboo told all the information he had learned.

"Master, why do you say this grandmother...... Huh? Master? Zhu Yu hesitated to ask the doubts in his heart, but when he looked up, he found that Feng Tong, who was still sitting in front of him just now, had already disappeared without a trace.

Only the teacup on the table remained, and wisps of green smoke were still emitting.

Weiyang Pavilion.

"Feng Tong Gongzi, you can't enter here." Mama straightened up and blocked Feng Tong with a stern face.

At this moment, Feng Tong stood in front of the door of Weiyang Pavilion, but he was never allowed to step into it.

"Mama, why can't I get in here? Didn't the prince move his residence recently? Can't I come to see the prince? Feng Tong said softly like water, with a clear light in his eyes.

Mama was stunned for a moment, and then her brows furrowed slightly.

It seems that the young lady knows that the young lady lives in Weiyang Pavilion.

Fortunately, he regarded the young lady as the prince.

That's not a bad thing.

"Ahem, the prince has recently moved to Weiyang Pavilion. But today, the prince is not feeling well, Feng Tong Gongzi, you should come back another day. Mama responded indifferently, her eyes shining with determination.

"What's wrong with her, lord?" Feng Tong lowered his eyes, he seemed to be a flower far away in the sky at the moment, and his stunning color was dazzling.

Mama's face did not change and responded: "It's just infected with the wind and cold, Feng Tong Gongzi, you better go, the old slave is going to go in to take care of the prince." ”

Mama dropped this sentence and turned around to leave.

"The relationship between the prince and me, you should be clear, Mama. I care about the safety of the prince, and I am tired of accommodating my mother. Feng Tong blocked Mama's way with both hands.

At this moment, Mama is in a dilemma.

The person in front of her is very expensive, and she really can't afford to offend.

And now that the young lady has fainted, because it is not suitable to publicize, she did not send a maid to serve.

In this huge Weiyang Pavilion, there are only two young ladies and Lang Zhong at the moment.

There is indeed a shortage of manpower.

That's it, that's it.

Mama shook her head, and then bowed her head at Feng Tong, "Feng Tong Gongzi, please." ”

Feng Tong was affirmed by Mama, his body was like a gust of wind, but in an instant, he had stepped into the wing.

Mama's eyes flashed with doubt.

Has the relationship between this prince and Feng Tong Gongzi been so good?

Feng Tong came to the wing room in a hurry.

Then he saw Na Lang sitting on his side in a chair, holding a silk thread in his hand, and putting it on the wrist of the man on the bed, and he was carefully checking his pulse.

And the woman who was still alive yesterday is already lying on the bed sickly today, with a palm-sized face without any blood, and her lips are tightly pursed, as if she is asleep.

The strands of hair were scattered haphazardly, as if they were splashed with ink.

Feng Tong's heart sank and he walked to the bed.

He didn't make a sound to disturb Lang Zhong, but stared at the man on the bed worriedly.

Finally, he saw that Lang Zhong had pulled out the silk thread, and then he said gently, "Doctor, may I ask what's wrong with her?" ”

Lang Zhong found out that there was an astonishingly beautiful man standing in this room.

This person looked full of dignity, and his gentle appearance made him feel a little relieved.

Lang ** arched his hand, and then slowly said: "This ...... Because of the accumulation of hard work for days, coupled with the depression and lack of blood, the son was in a hurry to attack his heart, and then he fainted. ”

Lang Zhong almost blurted out the word "Miss", and when he thought that his grandmother had explained to him just now and concealed the gender of the person on the bed, he quickly changed his words.

Feng Tong heard this, his eyes glanced lightly, and his lips opened slightly, "How do you need to be treated?" ”