Zhao Qingyan's voice attracted everyone's attention, Zhao Qingyan waved his arms, wanting to touch something, the eagerness and fear on his face were extremely distressing.

King Qi grabbed his hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's all fake." ”

Zhao Qingyan grabbed his hand tightly, his voice rumbled in his throat, and suddenly he whispered: "Father?" His eyelashes trembled, wet with tears, and his fingertips trembled violently.

Lu Wei and Song Heran glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Promise him quickly!"

King Qi was slightly stunned and then reacted, shook his hand hard, and said loudly: "It's me, my father is by your side, my father is here, you wake up." ”

"Father......" Zhao Qingyan frowned deeply, whispered twice, began to moan in pain, shook off his hand, hugged his head, and rolled left and right, "Father! Mother! My head hurts! I'm so scared! Light breeze! Light breeze! Father! Mother!"

He was writhing to relieve his pain, but his legs could only swing weakly with his rolling, like two pieces of wood, unconscious.

King Qi saw it in his eyes, his heart tingled, he knelt on the bed on one knee, leaned over and hugged his son to death: "Mo'er, wake up, don't do this again, wake up! Father is here, wake up quickly!"

Lu Wei gritted his teeth and twisted his head unbearably, King Qi's heartache-stricken call kept repeating, mixed with Zhao Qingyan's helpless cry and the sound of struggle, I don't know when it will come to an end.

"Lord Wang, you can rest for a while, little Lord Wang, he ......" Looking at King Qi's futile call, Feng Hong finally couldn't help but speak.

"Wait. Lu Wei grabbed Feng Hong, who was about to step forward, and looked at Zhao Qingyan, who was slowly quieting down after struggling and calling, and stopped him softly, "Wait." ”

"Father's ......"

King Qi hurriedly agreed: "I'm here, I've always been there, you can see me when you open your eyes." ”

"Father...... Wang ......" Zhao Qingyan called out with difficulty, the fingers on his side moved, slowly curled up, his closed eyes moved a few times, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing him wake up, Lu Wei hurriedly rushed forward: "Yunmo!"

Zhao Qingyan had a huge pain in his eyes, and opened his mouth several times before he could barely spit out one word: "Medicine." ”

Lu Wei hurriedly picked up the remaining half bowl of medicine that had cooled down, fed him with a few pills, pressed his palm on his back, and gave him some internal strength.

Zhao Qingyan leaned on him weakly, and closed his eyes tiredly: "Let me sleep for a while." He tilted his head and fainted again.

Lu Wei was stunned for half a cup of tea before gently putting him back on the bed and standing up.

King Qi looked at Zhao Qingyan, who was unconscious, but finally drank the medicine, and half of his heart was relieved, but he was still a little worried: "Is it okay for him to do this?"

Song Heran said: "According to the previous situation, there should be no major problem. But the little prince is cold this time, and he is still suffering from a low-grade fever, and there may be some changes. Don't worry, I'm watching the little prince here, and if the situation gets worse, I'll tell the prince immediately. The prince will go back and rest first, and leave it to Weichen here. ”

King Qi pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed: "It's okay, then I'll go back and rest first, and if there is a situation, I must send someone to tell me." Looking at Lu Wei: "Where is Lu Hou?"

Lu wept and said: "I'll go back too, I can't help here, I'll come back tomorrow." Is that okay?"

King Qi nodded: "I will come tomorrow, you can come into the palace with me, and you can save some effort." ”

Lu wept and said, "Then thank you to the prince." ”

King Qi smiled bitterly: "It's too late for me to thank Mo'er for coming to accompany you so hard, why do you apologize to me in turn?"

Lu Wei shook his head: "It's just what I can, I can't help anything, what's the hard work?" But if the prince continues to worry so much, he should blame himself again when Yunmo wakes up." ”

King Qi was reminded by him, and hurriedly looked at the two imperial doctors next to him: "Don't tell Mo'er about today's matter." ”

Feng Hong asked, "But the little prince has already woken up, can he hide it?"

Lu Wei smiled: "Maybe he woke up like that, and he couldn't remember it at all?"

King Qi nodded in agreement: "In short, don't tell him if he doesn't ask." Even if he asked, he would be perfunctory. ”

Without waiting for Feng Hong to speak, Song Heran lowered his eyes first and said, "Yes, Weichen understands, please rest assured." ”

Finally, after taking a look at his son, who was sleeping peacefully, King Qi left.

I don't know when I'm going to get sick with this illness.

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"Whoever is outside, if there is something to do, come in. Zhao Qingyan sat up slowly and raised his voice slightly.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walked in, a little timid: "Uncle Seven, I'll come and see your ......"

Zhao Qingyan looked at him in surprise and smiled slightly: "Xiao Yan, find a place to sit by yourself." There's nothing good to eat in the house, so I can't entertain you. ”

"Oh, no, no. Zhao Ji pulled out a chair and sat down, lowered his head, and said crampedly, "Uncle Seven is still resting, right? ”

Zhao Qingyan put a few cushions behind his back: "No, I'm already awake." Why did you get here?"

Zhao Ji hesitated: "At the banquet yesterday, my father ......."

Zhao Qingyan said: "Ah, by the way, I seem to have collided with the imperial brother." I'm really sorry, can you help me convey my apology to the emperor? I'm feeling a little unwell, and it will take a few days before I can apologize. ”

Zhao Ji was stunned: "I didn't mean this. ”

Zhao Qingyan was also stunned: "Is it the imperial brother, what's wrong?" I was delirious yesterday, and my memory is not very clear. Am I hurting my brother?"

Zhao Ji pursed his lips: "I have something I don't know whether to say or not." ”

Zhao Qingyan said: "Say what you want to say, I'll listen." ”

Zhao Ji looked at his eyes seriously: "Uncle Seventh didn't think that my father was trying to harm you?"

"Hurt me?" Zhao Qingyan smiled, "Why do you think so? I talked nonsense yesterday, and I can't take it seriously." ”

Zhao Ji gritted his teeth: "Father said yesterday that Uncle Seven was dressed, and that Uncle Seventh was inappropriate in his words and deeds, and those courtiers who spoke were also good friends with my father." and the queen mother, she made it clear that she was insulting the seventh uncle. ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled lightly and interrupted him: "Yesterday was indeed my misdemeanor, I was used to dressing casually on weekdays, and now the cusp of the storm has not been restrained, and the imperial brother is also kind, you don't have to think too much." ”

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment, "Uncle Seven, I'm not a child, I can understand this kind of thing, you don't have to lie to me." Uncle Seven didn't do anything wrong, so why did he endure it?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled helplessly: "I'm not lying to you, I just don't want you to be unhappy with the imperial brother because of my affairs." The royal brother is also involuntarily ......"

Zhao Ji interrupted: "Why can't you help yourself? He is harming the seventh uncle!"

"Xiao Xuan, be cautious. Zhao Qingyan scolded lightly, and then softened his voice, "The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty." Even if there is a mistake, the fault is mine, and I don't complain about the royal brother. There is nothing harmful, haven't you been able to see it since you were a child? The imperial brother has been very good to me, and he is still like a brother and sister. The royal brothers have never been less fratricidal in all dynasties and generations, and I don't get along very well with the imperial brother in comparison? And I believe that the imperial brother is bewitched by others, and if he makes a mistake for a while, he will not harm me. ”

Zhao Ji asked, "What's wrong with Uncle Seven?"

Zhao Qingyan thought for a while: "If the etiquette is not good, it is inevitable that some good people will instigate and instigate it, so as to take the opportunity to make profits from it." Showing them a play in this way can also be regarded as a solution. ”

Zhao Ji said: "To do such an excessive thing to the seventh uncle without informing him in advance is to harm the seventh uncle." ”

Zhao Qingyan looked at him who was not convinced, and said with a smile: "Even if you don't believe in the imperial brother, you should believe me, right? I won't embarrass you and the imperial brother." ”

"Uncle Seven, I sometimes hate you very much. Zhao Ji lowered his head and said suddenly.

Zhao Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "I'm sorry." ”

Zhao Ji said: "You are so smart, so good, why have you been so submissive and compromised? Don't embarrass us? Father wants to kill you, you can't wait for death?"

Zhao Qingyan was silent for a long time: "I don't understand why the imperial brother hates me, I don't think I did anything to annoy people." About, it's because I can't rest assured. It doesn't matter, if it really doesn't work, I'll just move to Jiang Wuyan's place. The rivers and lakes are chic and leisurely, and they are also very suitable for me, and they probably won't object to my father, right?"

Zhao Ji couldn't bear to ask, "Is Uncle Seven going to be so wronged all the time to make others happy?"

Zhao Qingyan looked at him and sighed lightly: "I didn't." My illness has made the emperor's uncle and the king worry too much, but they have never disliked me or alienated me because of it. Maybe because I've been through too much, I feel that this family relationship is particularly hard-won. I'm going to be happy in Butterfly Town, and I like the ease and comfort of Watertown, and I want to stay away from strife. If I don't back down, I can't ask for the royal brother's concession, right? It doesn't matter whether I am wronged or not, I just don't want the friendship of so many years to be broken because of this kind of thing. Such a result will only make Uncle Huang, Father, Ninth Uncle, Thirteenth Uncle, Second Brother and Ying'er sad, and you and my relatives painful. While most people still don't understand, I'll stay away. Compared to these, what is there to worry about personal gains and losses?"

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment, and then got up suddenly: "I can't bear to Uncle Seven, I'm going to go to my father and say." ”

"Hey!" Zhao Qingyan was just about to say something to stop him, but Zhao Xuan had already opened the door.

Zhao Shu stood outside the door and looked at his son silently.

Zhao Ji was stunned and said, "Father, father." ”

Zhao Qingyan was also obviously stunned, and asked, "When did the imperial brother come? Why didn't I hear the voice?" Seeing that Zhao Shu didn't speak, he said with a light smile: "I was talking to Xiao Shu about the life I longed for, and just now I was still saying that I collided with the imperial brother yesterday, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to." Because the brace on his leg was not there, he had to sit on the bed and bow down to apologize. Zhao Ji took advantage of them to speak, and was about to pass by Zhao Shu and leave.

Zhao Shu reached out and grabbed Zhao Ji's arm and asked him to stay by his side: "That's okay, Brother Mo doesn't have to feel guilty." I just came over to see how Mo Di is doing. ”

Zhao Qingyan said: "The tired brother is just the same illness as the original. It's not a big deal, you can walk around after a few days of rest. Do you want to sit down? There is tea on the table, but the emperor needs to pour it himself. ”

Zhao Shu said: "Oh, no. Seeing that Brother Mo is already a little tired, I won't bother, Brother Mo will rest for a while. ”

Zhao Qingyan said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Huang, I will not be far away, Brother Huang will go slowly." ”

Zhao Shu nodded, and strode away with the reluctant Zhao Shu.

Zhao Qingyan straightened up, looked at the door that was closed again, and smiled thoughtfully.