Everyone had a suspicious look on their faces.

The princess came and went in a hurry, and His Majesty immediately fell ill, and it was hard to guarantee that she did not have any intentions.

The king of Xianyang was at a loss, and suddenly realized that if something happened to the imperial brother at this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River. People will definitely think that Peng Cheng has teamed up with him to do something to His Majesty.

He had longed for the death of the imperial brother countless times, and longed to kill this brother, especially after Empress Feng was favored, he felt even more extremely dangerous, and he wanted to overthrow the imperial brother by means, but it was not in such a situation, not after being relieved of military power, nor after Princess Pengcheng left...... He was drenched in a cold sweat and felt that he couldn't get out of it.

If the imperial brother were to die at this moment, these angry ministers would not only not obey his orders from King Xianyang, but might lead their troops to tear him to pieces in anger and become a pathetic scapegoat.

Pengcheng, damn Pengcheng. It's really not enough to succeed, and there are more than enough failures.

By dawn, the imperial doctor finally came out.

The ministers immediately surrounded him: "How is Your Majesty?" ”

Lao Guoshou had a heavy face and just shook his head. Gao Lu was anxious and took a step forward: "What happened to Your Majesty?" ”

The old national player still just sighed. At this time, everyone didn't dare to ask, so they could only look at the slow old national hand, and after a long time, the old man whispered: "Your Majesty has been unconscious......

It was like a thunderbolt, and everyone was shocked.

Your Majesty is unconscious!

His Majesty had obviously improved his condition before last night, and he had gone out for a walk and roamed, but as soon as Princess Pengcheng came, he had a seizure and became even more ill than before. Why is that?

All eyes turned to King Xianyang again. He did not dare to look directly into the eyes of everyone, nor did he dare to leave, and stood in place like a frightened bird.

However, no one dared to continue to ask what Princess Pengcheng said, these doubts are hidden in everyone's heart, if it is not a big secret, how can Your Majesty be so angry?

Waited until dawn, but His Majesty still did not wake up. At this time, it was already time for His Majesty to set off. Everyone gathered under the eaves of the porch and did not dare to leave. Is it to continue on the road?

If His Majesty was awake, there would have been some instructions, but now that His Majesty is unconscious, no one dares to go out of the crowd. In the past, everyone was headed by King Xianyang, but now, no one asked him, and he didn't dare to force himself.

An ominous aura echoed around the barracks.

Tuoba Hong lay on the bed, still unconscious. By dawn, he had a high fever, and his whole body was as hot as a raging fire. However, his consciousness was actually sober, he saw the imperial doctors walking around, saw the ministers probing their brains outside the door, and saw the eunuchs serving the medicine bowl by bowl...... He could see everything clearly. Many times he opened his mouth to call for people to come to him, telling them to leave on time and not to delay any longer, and that he must leave for the palace at once.

However, no one heeded his request.

He shouted several times, but they couldn't hear him.

Until his hands were pounded on the bed, he still couldn't see anyone respond. He was shocked, what was going on? There is no strength in his body, as if he has become a walking corpse.

"Someone...... Come...... Help me up and hit the road immediately......"

He was hoarse, but the people who served him only saw that his lips were trembling slightly, and they were as dry as a field that had been dry for a long time, and there were cracks one after another. In the end, he had to keep his mouth shut in vain.

In a daze, suddenly in the spring again, a large area of lotus fields, covering the sky and the sun, lotus flowers are in full bloom, red and yellow, slim and elegant. He saw the graceful maiden swaying and approaching.

The sunset is like blood.

She walked in the splendor of beauty, like a cloudless night and a sky full of stars. The most wonderful colors of light and darkness are presented in her appearance and autumn waves. Her smile is soft and dark, and the slightest increase or decrease in light and darkness will detract from this indescribable beauty.

She approached, her steps like a gust of wind. Beauty rippled in her jet-black hair, spreading a faint radiance, her face, her quiet thoughts, her immaculate posture, pure and precious.

He looked at her stupidly, a miserable green boy, and there was something called ** love jumping in his cold veins.

It's not a dream, it's real.

It was everything that he felt so deeply that was real.

There was a figure beside the bed, and it was a woman.

He was shocked to feel the familiar scent, the scent of the rose rouge she was accustomed to, with a hint of apple-picking sweetness. It's as real as a dream. She came, with uneasiness on her face, like the light under the moonlight.

There you are! Miao Lian, you're here! As long as you come, I will forgive you. At this point, I forgive you! Never talk about the past again.

He rushed over and hugged her. The red lips are hot, and the sweetness and softness in the memory are like silk and petals, like how many nights he dreamed of...... There was a burst of heat all over his body, as if it was a long drought, and at that time, he had not been a woman for a long time. The emperor who went on the expedition, for a few months, he never approached women.

Even if he wasn't by her side, even if she didn't know at all, he didn't want her to be sad anymore. At this time, there is no need to suppress, only warm affection, lingering entanglement, and all mustard will disappear in love and hate.

The woman was so submissive, he was so excited. The most majestic and lingering loving union. For a long time, he has never been so happy, only love will make a man truly relaxed and lingering; Only affection will inspire a man with the greatest willpower and satisfaction.

He was in the heart of his heart, and saw her hazy and soft face.

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

He gasped for breath and was satisfied, pressed against her gentle dove-like chest, and touched it with his hands, as if there was no more seductive life and future between heaven and earth.

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

She lay quietly under him, embracing him, her hands carrying gentle power, her lips gasping delicately, as if a lotus had just bloomed to the end, and the fragrance was eternal.

In the curling fragrance, a child popped out, the elf was cute, with a snow-white face, as if it was a fat doll on a New Year's painting, and hugged his neck: "Father...... Father's ...... Father......

"Child...... Child...... Hahahaha......"

Tuoba sat up, his outstretched hugging hands, his hands empty.

On the bed, the place is beautiful.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"

The imperial doctors gathered around and looked at His Majesty in amazement.

He looked around in a panic, there was no Miaolian, no children...... The hand is still stretched out in a hugging posture, but what is embraced is only the nothingness of the place...... No children, no.

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