I was tortured to death by the Gu worms in my body, even if Imperial Doctor Luo led everyone from the Tai Hospital to hurry over, I was still helpless.

What itching and painkillers are useless.

For this reason, Qing Cang also made a big fire, and almost didn't dismantle the Tai Hospital.

And I, just like that, wandered in a coma and a sobriety. It wasn't until the sky was white that it stopped.

I was paralyzed and lay on the bed/couch. The wound on the collarbone cracked open, and bright red continued to surge out. Imperial Physician Luo abandoned the suspicion of men and women and personally administered medicine to me.

I was pale and blind. After a long time, he was touched by the residual pain of the drug, and he twitched for a while. This feeling is really more painful and desperate than being declared incurable.

……

After taking the medicine, I slept on the bed for a whole day and a night, and I barely recovered some of my vitality.

When Qiaohui came in to serve me, she said that yesterday's incident had spread throughout the harem.

Those restless women were full of joy, and they went to the imperial study to ask to see Qing Cang, saying that Kunning Palace now has no energy to take care of the three children, and hopes that Qing Cang can scatter the children and raise them for each palace.

I sneered and wrote them down.

An Guifei, is it? Sweet Xiuyi, is it? Oh, even the noble man who came to beg me for shelter in the first place is involved!

Hmph, although I am sick in bed, I am not yet dead! You're so breathless? Oh, do you really want to have a child and want to go crazy!

……

In the next few days, Qing Cang moved all the twists and turns in the imperial study to Kunning Palace. During the day, he took care of government affairs and instructed his subordinates to look for an antidote. At night, he slept beside me to prevent my Gu worms from attacking at any time.

Although his actions are affectionate and righteous in the eyes of others, for me, it is miserable.

If he doesn't leave, Murong Yichen won't come. If Murong Yichen doesn't come, I will have to endure the attacks of Gu worms endlessly.

……

It's night.

After eating, Qing Cang began to sit aside and review the recitals.

I sat on the bed and watched him occasionally frown and occasionally nod in satisfaction, and I felt charming.

It turns out that the most attractive moment for a man is to sit seriously in An An.

After each batch of reading, he would turn his head to look at me and smile softly at me.

That smile is like the warm sun of March, which makes people forget the original frozen hatred.

"Father!" At this moment, Yunhe strode in with something.

Qing Cang raised his head and smiled at Yun He, "He'er, it's not early, why haven't you rested yet?" ”

"Father, you're tired these days, let your sons keep vigil tonight." Yunhe stared at Qing Cang, his eyes full of sincerity.

Qing Cang smiled with relief: "Good boy! You're still young, and there are some things you can't handle, so go and rest. After that, I was afraid that this would hurt Yunhe's self-esteem, so I added a sentence at the end, "Take care of Yunyan and Yi'er." ”

"But...... The sons want to share their father's worries. Yunhe lowered his head and said uneasily.

When I looked at Yunhe like this, I felt that something was wrong. He is my son, how can I not know him? In the past, Yunhe was a cold little man. I have raised him for so many years, when have I ever seen him look so childish?

Don't...... What little calculation is he having in his heart?