"Slow down, don't choke."

The cup was suddenly withdrawn, and the queen stared at her eyebrows, her eyelashes trembling and slowly opened.

It is the familiar eyebrows and eyes, the spring love after the frost and cold disperse, the humble gentleman who is as warm as jade, holding a cup in his hand, his face is melancholy, and his deep eyes are full of affection.

"Your Majesty......"

The hoarse voice, trembling, stiffly spit out two words.

The memories before the coma came flooding back at this moment.

The pain in her body clearly showed what Jin Shu had done to her, and the two fragments that flashed in her mind, after clearing the fog, were vaguely his outline, and the sharp fangs pierced the side of her fragile neck until she was bloodthirsty, and then sneered: "Don't think I let you go in this life...... Be obedient...... I haven't gotten tired of ...... yet."

"Good Jiaojiao, it's me who has been stunned and made Jiaojiao suffer, it's me."

The warm snort sprinkled on her neck, mixed with the fangs of memory, the hot chest supported her upper body, and the delicate kiss seemed to wet a little on her pale cheeks.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. It was I who was reckless and hurt Jiaojiao, I admit to beating and admitting punishment, I just hope that Jiaojiao will not be annoyed by me. ”

"How many days did the concubine sleep?"

“…… Three days. ”

In those three days, the imperial doctors in the Jiaofang Palace went in and out, and the queen's illness could be seen at a glance, and it must have been caused by His Majesty.

However, even if they were given the courage, they didn't dare to tell the truth, so they only used the medicine that replenished their bodies and continued their lives, and mentioned one or two sentences in vague words, seeing the emperor's gloomy face, he hurriedly stopped talking, and added a few more good medicinal materials.

The queen narrowed her eyes, and her pale lips turned around: "The concubine is sleepy." ”

"Jiaojiao has a good rest, I ordered someone to invite Mrs. Zuo Xiang, presumably when Jiaojiao wakes up, I will be able to see her."

Jin Shu placed the person on the bed, brushed away the black hair on her forehead, revealing that beautiful face, with her eyes and complexion like snow, she was very well-behaved quietly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The queen raised her eyes, her eyes were not shocked, and she smiled weakly.

Jinshu soothed a kiss on her lips and turned to leave.

After the sunset, the queen woke up.

The truth in the dream was false and false, and she believed Song Zi'an a point.

Forced to support her body and ordered the dumb maid to dress up for herself, the rouge gouache stained her pale cheeks, the heavy powder covered her sickness, and the queen's dignified grace was shown in a gorgeous dress.

As soon as she arrived at the vestibule, a woman dressed in a life dress got up from the chair and saluted the queen: "Concubine Song Liushi, please be safe for the queen, and the queen will be blessed with Jin'an." ”

"Mother doesn't have to be polite."

The queen leaned over the woman.

The pale slender joints seemed to inadvertently touch the hands that covered the woman's knees when she saluted, and the calluses on the rough fingertips on the back of the hands.

Mrs. Song took a step back and said respectfully: "Niangniang's words are serious. ”

"I haven't seen my mother for many days, I'm really worried about this palace, I don't know if my father can be safe, my brother can be safe, and my family can be safe?"

The queen served tea and handed it to Mrs. Song, who thanked her and sat down on the chair below.

Mrs. Song reported good news but not bad news, took a sip of tea, and behaved in a straightforward manner: "The mother is worried, and the family is very safe." ”

"My father is seriously ill, but I can't go out of the palace to visit, I am not filial, and I hope that my father Haihan, this palace can only recite Buddha for him in the palace day and night."

The queen held her arm on the armrest of the wooden chair and quietly threw a brick.

The Song family still hung his head, humble and polite, and was kind and detached: "The heart of the mother and filial son, the official family is awake, and the courtiers only wish that the mother is blessed and safe in the palace, don't worry." ”