In the second half of the night, Feng Qingfang naturally rested in the side hall.

Shen Xia Zhi was already asleep, with tears in the corners of his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were hooked.

When he slept, he didn't want to pull a little of Feng's clothes.

It seems that this can give him a great sense of security.

Feng lightly touched Shen Xia Zhi's face, and his eyebrows softened.

Feng Qingfang heard Steward Sun's footsteps coming here, and seemed to be in a hurry.

Knowing that she was in a hurry, she casually clicked on Shen Xia Zhi's acupoint, so that he could sleep soundly and not be woken up by Steward Sun's voice.

Steward Sun knocked lightly on the door a few times, and Feng Qingfang slowly picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on.

"What's the matter?"

Feng Qingfang's tone was calm, with a hint of pleasure and contentment.

"Your Highness, the prince of the Western Regions fainted......"

Steward Sun's voice was a little apprehensive, and she persuaded her, but she insisted on not leaving, and she was helpless, right?

She can't find someone to tie him back, can she?

No matter how you say it, even if he is not a serious side gentleman.

The identity of the side monarch is not recognized, but he is also a prince, how can she be rude to him?

Feng Qingfang listened to Steward Sun's words, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be a little displeased.

"Didn't you say let him go back, why is he so stubborn!"

"His subordinates also persuaded him, but the prince did not listen to his subordinates, and insisted on kneeling, saying that if you do not forgive him, he will kneel until you forgive him......"

Steward Sun sighed, and seemed to be annoyed.

"Huh...... It's really going to spoil yourself......"

Feng Qingyan saw through Sang Qiyi's thoughts in his heart, which was sure that he was angry.

Use bitter meat to dissipate yourself.

It can also arouse her pity by the way.

"What about others?"

Feng opened the door frantically, and looked at the place where Sang Qiyi was kneeling with deep eyes.

"The subordinates sent them back to the new courtyard......"

After Sang Qiyi fainted, she immediately asked someone to send him back, and by the way, she asked someone to go to the hospital in Dijing to ask for a doctor.

This is the wedding night of their Royal Highness and the prince of the Western Regions, and looking for a doctor on this big night doesn't seem to sound good.

When it was passed to the palace, the two above asked, and it was not easy to explain.

"Go and see him alone......"

Feng said lightly and went back to the main hall to change her clothes, and when she passed, the doctor had already checked the pulse and was writing a prescription.

Seeing Feng coming in, he hurriedly saluted.

"How's it going?"

Feng Qingfang bypassed the doctor and sat on the soft couch.

Immediately, a waiter brought her hot tea.

Feng picked it up and took a sip of it, and sighed comfortably.

"Back to Her Royal Highness, this son has a fever caused by a cold, so he fainted, drank medicine, and took care of it for three or two days......"

Feng hummed wildly and nodded at Steward Sun.

Steward Sun immediately stuffed a bag of silver tickets for the doctor, and pulled the doctor out to instruct.

Feng walked to the bed lightly, looked at Sang Qiyi, who was pale and closed, and sighed.

"Sang Qiyi, Sang Qiyi...... How do you let Lone ...... you?"

He always felt that Feng Qingyan was not sincere to him, but as for himself, he didn't also have calculations.

She held Sang Qiyi's hand and found that his body temperature was inexplicably low.

It's almost dawn, and there's basically no need to sleep anymore.

Feng Qing simply asked the waiter to get the book, sat on the edge of the bed and read it.

During the period, he held Sang Qiyi's hand and never let go.

When the medicine was served, Sang Qiyi's body temperature was much better than before.

Feng Qingfang drank all the medicine and transitioned to Sang Qiyi.

Sang Qiyi seemed to feel the existence of Feng Qingyi, and subconsciously held on.

Feng Qingfang laughed in a low voice, and there was no anger in his eyes.

"Sang Qiyi, you won......"

Lonely is not angry, and he is starting to pity you a little.

gambling with his own body, and his own sins will also make Feng Qing mad.

Feng Qingfang naturally thought he was stupid.

Obviously, such a shrewd person would actually not cherish himself so much.

"Don't be angry...... Wrong......"

Sang Qiyi held the corner of Feng's frantic clothes, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

As if that was his only hope.

He muttered, and even as he was asleep, his face began to show an anxious and panicked look.

Feng reached out and held his hand tightly in his hand and hooked his lips.

"When you wake up, I'll settle accounts with you......"

Her voice was soft, soothing Sang Qiyi's sleepy emotions.

She and Sang Qiyi got married, and she had a three-day holiday.

She didn't have to worry about going to court, and she never had to worry about it.

It's just that on the surface, I still have to make an appearance to show Emperor Feng.

Otherwise, so early in the court, Feng Qingfang would not want to go.

When Sang Qiyi woke up, Feng Qingyan was sitting on the edge of the bed, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.

Xu heard that her breathing was not quite right, and she opened her eyes.

happened to meet Sang Qiyi's somewhat confused eyes.

The flamboyance and grace of the whole face have weakened a little because of illness, and it looks a little more fragile.

This has never appeared on Sang Qiyi's always confident and proud face.

"Your Highness, am I dreaming?"

Sang Qiyi said, laughing in a low voice, and he didn't wait for Feng to answer lightly, so he talked to himself again.

"I don't want to wake up, it's a good dream......"

His Highness is willing to forgive him, isn't this a good dream?

He lay on the bed, staring at Feng lightly and holding his hand, smiling a little silly.

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and put his hand into the quilt.

"Is it a dream?"

Her voice was smiling, domineering and soft.

Sang Qiyi took a painful breath, and after reacting, she looked at Feng Qingfang without blinking.

Tears filled his eyes for a moment, but not a drop fell.

Sang Qiyi held back her tears, with a bright smile on the corner of her mouth.

"It turned out to be true...... I am glad at the moment, Your Highness......"

The first half of the sentence was said to him by himself, and the second half of the sentence was vaguely sweet.

"If you've been so well-behaved for a long time, what's wrong with being alone?"

Feng is arrogant towards his own man and has always been tolerant.

But only Sang Qiyi did the most inappropriate, which made Feng Qingyi a little angry.

On the wedding night, so many things happened.

If you don't want to, you can't say that you have teased it a few times before.

If so, why stop it on the wedding night?

"I didn't mean ......"

Sang Qiyi smiled, her voice a little bitter.

The situation in the Western Regions is not so simple, he enjoys respectable treatment, and naturally has to bear the corresponding responsibilities.

It has always been proportional to what you get.

"Lonely said, lonely you...... As a lonely man, lonely gives you unbridled rights and freedoms......"

On Feng's arrogant and wanton face, his eyebrows and eyes were flying, and his bearing was fully displayed.

Sang Qiyi had some surprise in her eyes and looked at Feng Qingfang.

"Then does Your Highness still want me?"

Feng Qingfang gently touched Sang Qiyi's face and approached Sang Qiyi's ear.

"It's up to you......"

See what you can give Lonely?

Can...... Satisfying Lonely......