He looked at this frightened face in a panic, her pale eyes, even her fingers became cold and pale because of fear, and he felt a chill on his body.

"Miao Lian...... Miao Lian ......"

She suddenly heard his voice, and was overjoyed: "Your Majesty...... Your Majesty...... Are you alright? Your Majesty, wake up...... Wake up......"

He reached out and grabbed hers. The two pairs of hands that were originally cold finally had a little temperature when they held them.

But he was shocked in his heart, staring at this woman deadly, and at that time, he clearly saw that she had almost become a transparent figure, and gradually faded away......

Even her indifferent expression, emotionless attitude. He opened his eyes wide to see the woman clearly, but saw that her face was not at all indifferent, on the contrary, she was full of concern, uneasiness, a kind of casual submissiveness...... This is Miao Lian, yes, absolutely yes. Her kind of submissiveness to him was cultivated since childhood, and over the years, it has been deeply ingrained. Even if you make a difference occasionally, but, fundamentally, a person's temperament will not change.

He put his arms around her, panting.

She also snuggled up to him, but seeing that his forehead was covered with sweat, it was like a person waking up from an extreme nightmare, so hesitant, so helpless. In her life, she had never seen him so weak.

The hardest link in the heart was suddenly broken.

The hatred that used to be has become very faint and light.

She helped him lie down, but he grabbed her hand tightly, and his voice trembled slightly: "Miaolian, where are you going?" ”

She was stunned.

"Just ...... I just saw you...... Almost gone...... Miao Lian ...... Don't leave me...... You don't go away......"

"I'm just serving you medicine...... Your Majesty, it's going to be cold, it's not good to drink it when it's cold......"

"No, no, no, I don't have to take medication......"

He grabbed her hand and looked stubborn as a child.

She was helpless, and softened her voice: "Your Majesty, you will get better if you take medicine...... I'll bring it to you, and I'll be right back......"

He let go of his hand in disbelief, and remained staring at her until he saw her come back with the medicine bowl, and returned almost without blinking an eye. He let out a long breath and obediently drank all the bowls of medicine.

On his forehead, the cold sweat on his body has dried up after this toss. The brazier in the room warmed up again, and the temperature on the bed gradually increased. The pillow was raised, and his head was covered with a white cloth to reduce fever, Feng Miaolian changed it three times in a row, and then touched his forehead, which was already much better.

It's just that his whole body is very haggard, and his lips have become very chapped.

But seeing that she was still sitting on the edge of the bed and busy, he hoarsely voiced: "Miaolian, you come up first......"

She noticed this unusual attachment, was stunned, and said slowly: "Your Majesty...... I'm not going to go away, I'm going to be here to take care of you until you're completely well......"

But seeing that his eyes were terrified, she didn't say anything, but went up and lay down with him.

Ten fingers interlocked, and the bodies of the two people were completely warmed up.

There was something unsettling flowing in the silence, she was extremely tired, but at this time, she thought of Ye Jia, and remembered what she said at the time, "Ye Jia is waiting for me to leave ...... together"

Did he really forget??? Can't he remember anything????

Fate was so merciful that it really made him forget everything at that critical moment??? She couldn't believe it. However, he did not dare to ask.

It was like a dagger, piercing him deep in the heart, and if he used his strength again, the scar would surely become an eternal pain.

If His Majesty dies, she will not be truly at peace in this life.

Love it or hate, she didn't want him dead...... Never wanted him to die. Could it be that he could add to his wounds???

"Miao Lian...... Wait until I get better...... Let's live our lives...... What I owe you before will make it up to you...... Miao Lian ...... Good no good? ”

His voice was so clear, but his breath was very faint, like a person, uttering his last words.

Her heart trembled terribly.

"Your Majesty, don't be cranky, you'll be fine soon......"

"When I'm ready, let's go to Beiwudang for a vacation, okay?"

She didn't answer.

"Miao Lian, do you remember? Our wedding night was spent in the Xuanwu Palace in Beiwudang...... How old were you then? Fifteen years old? Sixteen years old??? I remember, that night, you were very beautiful......"

At this time, he remembered his first woman, the first time, the first time in all his life—that night, he became a man. And she just became a woman.

No matter what kind of concubines he has later, no matter how enchanting he is, he can't erase the memory of any night.

At that time, the two had no guesses.

He hugged her, her body was hot, as if it were the first time of the year, he remembered it so clearly, and she was the same at that time, full of a shy timidity, a fearful strangeness, a novelty of exploration......

At this time, why did she become like this again???

But she felt a slight tremor all over her body, and closed her eyes, as if it was the first time the two met, and she was completely embarrassed to show her sincere side in front of him.

"Miao Lian...... Miao Lian ......"

In the darkness of the night, his feeling of strangeness and novelty intensified. He and Miao Lian have been married for so many years, how can they not know every detail of her?? In the most indulgent years of the two, in the intimate lingering of the past, he used to caress her whole body, imprinted her full of traces, and breathed the smell that belonged to him alone......

But now, this body is strange.

His big hands caressed it, the smooth, delicate skin, the black shiny hair, the soft and boneless hands...... Such a plump and touching delicate body......

He couldn't help but think of the woman standing in the aperture. She is not Miao Lian, although her face, her facial features, and her appearance are completely Miao Lian - but, she is not Miao Lian. She combed her tail, her strange clothes, her smiling expression, and even the hot palms of her hands......

He remembered that Miao Lian's body was always cold, and her body surface temperature seemed to be slightly lower than that of ordinary people. Many nights, he held her in his arms, trying to warm up that cold body...... And not now, this body, surprisingly hot.

His hand subconsciously caressed the soft abdomen.

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