The first time I went to the princess's tomb, I went with my father, at that time she was still in a dream, and the strong discomfort made her sleep very unstable, and her father saw that she was uncomfortable, so he hurriedly asked someone to escort her away, but despite this, she was rarely sick and was sick intermittently for more than a month.

As for this time, she stepped on her own burial ground, and this time the discomfort was more intense than the last time, so strong that she felt like someone was choking her neck, and her breathing became extremely difficult, and she could fall headlong and lose consciousness under the support of the teacher.

But why?

Why did she feel so uncomfortable that as soon as she arrived at this place, her eyes were black for a while?

Is it because this place is her burial place, so she has such a strong discomfort?

Is it because she is a person who has died a long time ago, a person who has long disappeared in the long river of history, so she is so uncomfortable when she is now in a place related to her?

Just like a system bug, she evades the programmer's inspection and correction by relying on her own acumen and disguise, but when she appears next to the system that caused the vulnerability, her existence will become incompatible, so that the programmer can easily notice her, and then erase her as a system bug?

Hehua's heart trembled suddenly.

No, she's not a system bug, she's a living person, so she doesn't want to be dragged to where she "should go" by invisible hands and become a broken corpse!

"Princess? Princess?" A cold and anxious voice sounded in my ears, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"Herald! Tell the Medic!"

"The Medic is here!"

Hehua returned to his senses.

There was a rush of footsteps in the outer hall. Then, the medical officer quickly entered the inner sanctum.

"No problem."

Hehua shook his head lightly and spit out a few words with difficulty, "Water."

"Feed the princess water."

Lu Pheasant hurriedly reminded Han Su.

Han Shu nodded and handed the water to Hehua's mouth again.

Hehua took a small sip of water with a cold hand.

She didn't take the initiative to eat for the rest of the month, she had some difficulty swallowing, and drank the water a little slowly, and it took a while for her to drink all the water that Hansu fed to her mouth.

Seeing that Hehua could drink water, Lu Pheasant's face was overjoyed, and he ordered the maid in a stacked voice, "Quick, bring another lamp, the princess can enter the water!"

The maid hurriedly filled another cup of water and handed it to Han Su. Han Su took the tea cup and lightly handed

Light-footed fed to Hehua to drink.

"Medical officer, the princess is not only awake, but she can also drink water by herself, does it mean that the princess is fine?"

Lu Pheasant tucked the corner of the quilt for Hehua and turned back to ask the medical officer.

The medic frowned slightly, "It's hard to say."

"What's the hard thing to say?"

Wang Li's irritable voice sounded outside the hall.

Hehua's movements paused slightly.

"Hey, Major General, you wait." Liu Ji saw that Wang Li didn't wait for the word to pass on, so he went directly to the inner hall, and stretched out his hand to pull Wang Li, "The princess has just woken up, and she hasn't washed up yet—"

"So what?"

Wang Li couldn't bear to shake off Liu Ji's hand, limped around the screen, and walked directly into the inner hall.

Hehua's eyelids lifted slightly.

The executioner obviously used full strength, the injuries on the young man's body were not yet healed, he walked with a limp, he and Hehua grew up together since childhood, the attendants in the Hehua Hall were very familiar with him, seeing him lame, there were small temple people to help him quickly, the young man held the hands of the small temple people, although the legs were lame, but walked faster than the small temple people, three steps and two steps to come to the bed of Hehua.

"Are you awake?"

The young man sat beside Hehua's bed with the hands of the little temple man, and his starry eyes were full of concern, spinning around Hehua's body, "How do you feel now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Nope."

Hehua shook his head, looked at Wang Li's face again.

It's too much of a resemblance, really too much of a resemblance.

The plain man she saw in the princess looked almost exactly like Wang Li, especially this kind of rampaging arrogance,

The world will not find a second one.

"It's good that there's no discomfort."

The king left the road.

There was tea next to the small table on the bed, Wang Li picked up the tea cup and fed it to his mouth, and said to Hehua while drinking water, "You don't have to listen to the words of the medical officers, they are all alarmists, since you are awake, it means that everything is fine, and you can accompany me to ride a horse for a few days."

The medical officer's face was slightly embarrassed.

If only the Major General had said it so simply.

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That's impossible.

From a medical point of view, if there is a first time, there will be a second and a third time.

The first time was in a coma for more than a month, so how long was the second coma? And what about the third time?

No one can say that it is good, and no one can guarantee it.

This is the most terrible thing about this matter, you don't know when the princess will be in a coma next time, and you don't know how long it will take for her to wake up in a coma next time, or will she wake up?

Thinking of this, the medical officer was shocked and did not dare to continue to think about it.

The princess was an extremely important person to His Majesty, to Daqin, and even to them as medical officials, and he didn't dare to imagine what they would be like after losing the princess.

Especially Your Majesty.

His Majesty has high hopes for the princess, and almost regards the princess as his heir, and the princess has a physical problem at this time, which is simply a stab in the heart of His Majesty.

After years of hard work in vain, how uncomfortable should Your Majesty be?

And Daqin's plan is to follow the princess's advice, once the princess is missing, will Daqin's vigorous reform be the middle way collapse, or will he insist on going his own way to a future that no one knows?

None of this is known.

An extremely scary position.

The medical officer sighed, took the medicine box that the little temple man helped him carry in, raised his hand to put the medicine box down, reached out to open the medicine box, and took out the hand pillow for taking the pulse.

"Major General, you give way." The medical officer said, "The old man will check the princess's pulse first."

Wang Li immediately got up from the bed. But the injuries on his body were not healed, and the movements of standing up were too quick and too fast, and his body couldn't help but stumble.

Lu Pheasant's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him, "Young General, be careful."

"Thank you."

Wang Li stood firm on Lu Pheasant's arm.

Hehua's face changed slightly, "You hurt so badly?"

"The Admiral's own hand."

Wang Li stood firm, Lu Pheasant withdrew his hand, and Wen Sheng explained to Hehua that although Wang Li's father and son were both demoted to white bodies, she still called them generals and young generals, "You know the general's temper, and the attack is heavy and ruthless, if it weren't for General Meng's misfortune and hurriedly sent someone to ask Your Majesty, I am afraid that the general will beat the major general to death."

Hehua felt a little uncomfortable

"I'm sorry, but I bothered you."

"What do we say about it or not?" Wang Li didn't care, "The most important thing for you now is to get better quickly, and don't scare people half to death anymore."

Suddenly, there was the sound of hurried footsteps in the outer hall.

"Hey, hey, Zhang Han—" Before Liu Ji's words were finished, Zhang Han had already hurried into the inner hall.

The young man was probably on duty in the palace, and when he heard that Hehua had woken up, he hurried over, the clothes on his body had not yet had time to change, the silver thin armor with the tumbling scarlet cloak, and the Jijin sword hanging from his waist flashed with a cold light, which was incompatible with the gorgeous and delicate princess's inner hall.

The misfit young man galloped over, with fine sweat on his forehead, compared with the flamboyant and wanton Wang Li, his emotions were more restrained, he did not gallop in front of Hehua, he sat down on her bed with a light car, and was very familiar with asking questions, he stopped as soon as he arrived at the inner hall, like a silent wall, looking at Hehua with beautiful eyes, his eyes were surging with suppressed emotions, and his thin lips were long, as if he wanted to say something.

"Blind, forget it, I won't stop it, I can't stop it anyway."

At the same time, Liu came from the outer hall

Ji Ji teased and sighed, "One and two go to the princess's boudoir, are you really not worried about being bumped into by Your Majesty for a while!"

Zhang Han turned a deaf ear.

Wang Li sneered.

Princess, are you awake? After being silent for a long time, Zhang Han asked his first sentence.

Hehua was a little funny, yes, I woke up.

Fang had just drunk a few glasses of water in a row, and Hehua's throat at this time was no longer as painful as when she woke up just now, but it was still a little uncomfortable, so she had to slow down her speech, "I'm fine, I'm just a little hungry."

You go out first, Father will come over in a while, you are not suitable here.

The corners of Zhang Han's mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded slightly.

"I know it's not appropriate, but I'm not going out."

Wang Li said with a big grin, Your Majesty blames, then let him blame, the injuries on my body are not healed, Your Majesty can't beat me now, right?

Zhang Han turned around and paused slightly, looking back at Wang Li.

The young man stood against Hehua's window, his movements were unscrupulous and intimate, his eyes were looking at Hehua brightly, and his eyes were undisguised concern and familiarity.

"Your Majesty is reluctant to beat me on the board."

The young man's voice was arrogant, and his voice was full of determination

"Your Majesty spoils me more than my father, if it weren't for Your Majesty to stop me, I would have been beaten to death by my father.

Hehua on the bed was amused by him, "You just rely on my father to like you."

"Of course." The young man's chin lifted slightly, "I just rely on His Majesty to like me."

"Father can't like it." Hehua raised his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to push Wang Li.

Wang Li hurriedly bent down, raised his hand to hold Hehua's wrist, put her hand back on the bed, and don't move. You've just woken up, and your body hasn't recovered yet.

Hehua nodded, "I have something to say to my father."

Is there anything I can't hear?

Wang Li was a little strange.

Hehua shook his head, just can't.

Okay, I'll go. Wang Li sighed, "Can't I go?"

Zhang Han retracted his gaze and turned to walk out of the inner hall.

"Let's go, I'll see you later." After a while, Wang Li followed him out of the inner hall.

"Your Majesty has arrived—" Outside the hall, a small temple man's shrill voice suddenly sounded.

Liu Ji stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Han on the shoulder, Zhang Han, fortunately you came out in time. The princess is older, and we are men who have to avoid suspicion when it is time to avoid suspicion.

Zhang Han's expression was faint and he didn't answer.

Ying Zheng came quickly, followed by Meng Tian and other courtiers. - This is discussing with his confidants, and in the middle of hearing the news that Hehua woke up, he put down everything and rushed over.

See Your Majesty.

Everyone leaned over to salute the winning government.

Ying Zheng didn't look at it, and walked straight into the inner hall. Meng Tian and other courtiers stopped in the outer hall. Ying Zheng bypassed the screen and walked quickly to Hehua.

"Father."

Hehua on the bed called softly.

Ying Zheng's eyes twitched slightly. But it was only a short moment, and in an instant, the emperor returned to his previous quiet appearance, and his deep gaze fell on Hehua.

Awake?

Suddenly, the emperor asked in a deep voice.

Hehua smiled and nodded.

Looking at each other, Hehua saw that although the emperor was still the emperor who was silent and not angry in the past, and the mood would never be known, but there was blood in those eyes, and there was a faint dark blue under those eyes, yes

The appearance of not resting for a long time.

- She has been in a coma for more than a month, and her father is very worried.

"Father, I'm sorry."

The smile on Hehua's face faded a little, and his voice was a little guilty, This time has made you worried.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes, walked forward slowly, sat down next to Hehua's bed, and then slowly stretched out his hand, and his palm landed on the top of Hehua's head.

Don't do that anymore.

Ying Zheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his sharp phoenix eyes were soft for a moment, "Father is old and can't stand such a fright."

Hehua's eyes were sour, and tears almost fell out.

Father really cares about her.

For fear that she would be hurt in the slightest, even the movements of stroking her hair were very gentle, as if it was not her hair that was touched, but delicate and fragile glass treasures.

No, I won't anymore.

Hehua raised his hand with great difficulty and held Ying Zheng's wrist, "I will never let my father worry about me again."

"You told me not to worry, but Professor He is like this, how can I not be worried?"

The woman on the bed was as pale as paper, without any life, like a soulless puppet doll, Wang Li's emotions that had been suppressed for many days finally broke out, Zhang Han, this is the case, you still don't let me take her to the hospital, do you want her to die?!

Wang Li raised his hand to push away the man who was blocking him, and reached out to pick up the woman on the bed.

This person was very thin, and there was almost no weight in his arms, he felt a pain in his heart, and walked out with the person in his arms, but as soon as he turned around, he was stopped by Zhang Han again.

Wang Li was furious in an instant, get out!

"The hospital can't save her."

Compared to Wang Li's irritability, Zhang Han seemed extremely calm, If you don't want her to die, put her down.

Put it down? And let her wait for death with you?

Wang Li's eyes suddenly darkened, and he raised his foot and kicked at Zhang Han, Don't dream!" Zhang Han, I don't care who she is, let alone what she does, I just know that I can't let her die in front of me!"

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Zhang Han dodged Wang Li's attack and locked the door with his backhand, If you take her away, you really want her to die. Put her down, then wait, wait for her to come back.

"She said she would come back, and she would definitely come back." If she doesn't promise lightly, she won't miss the appointment.

"I don't promise lightly, I don't live up to you." The general turned over and got on his horse, his scarlet cloak fluttering in the wind, "Eleven, wait for me to come back!"

His Majesty issued a decree ordering his ministers to sacrifice to heaven and earth to eliminate diseases.

During the period of the minister's absence, please be sure to stay by Your Majesty's side at all times and not leave a single step. Minister...... Soon to be back.

But she didn't wait.

She didn't wait for Wang Li, nor did she wait for Meng Yi, what she waited for was for her father's hand to fall slowly, until Zhao Gao Huhai completely exposed her true nature, until Nan Ke dreamed, and waited until she was still in a dream.

In the darkness, Ying Hehua slowly opened his eyes.

She won't wait for anyone anymore, she doesn't need anyone's help. She herself is enough to go through this life.

Ying Hehua was barefoot, stumbling in the dark.

Hehua's heart twitched fiercely, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Ten—?

Ying Zheng's face changed slightly.

Everything was like slow motion, and his senses were getting duller and duller, and Hehua clutched Ying Zheng's sleeve tightly, panting heavily. "Father......

Hehua spoke with difficulty.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, she only had an extremely ominous premonition, she felt that as long as she closed her eyes, she would never see her father again, so she struggled to open her eyes and tried to hold Yingzheng's hand.

She can't die.

She is the heir of her father's high hopes, and she wants to be like her father.

She can't die!

Hehua clung to Yingzheng tightly, breathing more rapidly than the other.

The next moment, her eyes were dark, and the surrounding scene had receded, except for a darkness to accompany her.

In the darkness of death, she saw a man—a man who looked exactly like her.