Chapter 42 Heartache

"Doctor Wang, are you confused? Even if there is this drug, how can you coax the poisoner to take it easily? Stop talking nonsense and pay attention to the prince tearing your mouth. Feng Yang said angrily, and his tone was three points higher.

"Yes, yes, the old minister is old and has a bad brain. Don't look like me." The old doctor was scolded and went out respectfully with his head down.

Perhaps awakened by the angry shout of the wind, Qin Zheng's narrow phoenix eyes slowly raised a crack, and his voice was dry and hoarse, "What happened? How could I faint? Why is Feng Yang so angry?"

In the face of a series of questions from the man, Qingzhu was speechless. He could only come forward to hold his cold hand and pass on his warmth and firmness to the other party through the palm of his hand. "You are fine. You will definitely be fine. I will save you and try everything I can to save you."

Qin Zheng smiled weakly, and an innocent smile appeared on his yellow face. "You don't have to lie to me. I know that although life is short, I no longer regret having you. The only pity is that I have not fulfilled my promise to you and become a person who doesn't believe anything. If there is an afterlife, it will be thousands of times more. Repaid you."

In his eyes, ** broke straight down in vain. After listening to his words, his heart seemed to be pressing a thousand pounds of boulders, and his throat was hoarse. Every time he took a breath, he felt as sad as if he had been stabbed by a sharp needle from his lungs to his throat.

Hold back the tears, increase the strength of your hands, connect your fingers and close to each other. "Qin Zheng, don't be so pessimistic. You will get better. We have a long way to go, and we still have a lot of things to do and a lot to say. Don't think too much now. Go to bed early, refresh yourself, and have a good rest to recover faster.

Although he was reluctant to give up, he was afraid of his weakness. In order not to affect his health recovery, Qingzhu had no choice but to exit the door.

"The prince's injury has worsened, and he must find a way to treat it, and I'm afraid it will delay..." Feng Yang sighed and stopped talking.

"I know, Fengyang, you can also go back to your room to rest! I have my own way." Her eyes were lightless, and the woman's heart was confused into a pot of porridge. Qin Zheng's condition is not good, and there is no other good way at present, and he can only suspend treatment in the simplest, most direct and effective way.

After thinking about this, I no longer hesitated, strengthened my confidence and courage, and walked towards the house.

When opening the door, Lian'er was shocked. In the past, they rubbed many times. How could the thousand concubines, who are now favored, suddenly visit?

"The Empress is here, and the maidservant is far away..."

"Oc, don't say these polite words. I'm here to see you today," without waiting to finish, I squeezed in and said, "Come here!"

Lian'er's two** can't help trembling. She has a conflict with Qianfei. Is there something to do with her? Is it that they came to wear small shoes to find the account today?

A small face suddenly showed a complex look, and the expression of fear refused to move forward.

Qingzhu couldn't resist her, so he had to do it by himself and pulled her to her. He raised his hand and lifted the little girl's chin and looked up and down through the light.

The maid was frightened by Qianfei's sudden behavior and hurriedly retreated and didn't want to look directly at her pupils.

"Well, it's a beautiful embryo!" While saying this, my heart is sore and painful. Qin Zheng should not refuse such a beautiful woman, and he has not wronged him!

"How long has Lian'er been in the house?" I remember that there was a similar conversation in the wedding room on the night of the wedding.

"It's been more than a year."

"Do you know all the rules in the house?"

"I know that the maidservant," Lian'er was afraid of two tremblings and said tremblingly, "I just don't know which taboo I have committed, which makes my mother unhappy!"

"That's not what I mean." Understanding that the other party would be wrong, Qingzhu smiled reluctantly, but the smile was filled with sadness. To tell the truth, he pushed another woman to his man's couch. Even if there was such a bright reason, it would be heartbreaking.

How to tell this little girl the good news? I'm afraid she can't wait and be happy! Who can't understand Lian'er's clear mind about the prince?

I don't want to find too many high-sounding reasons for myself. She came for only one purpose, "Lian'er, the prince is resting in the wing now. You can sleep tonight!"

"Ah?" The little maid didn't seem to believe her ears and had no hope for so long. Today, she finally had this turning point. She never thought that such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was given by her enemies.

He landed on his knees and kowtowed fiercely. His words trembled with excitement. Tears soaked the ink hair and stuck to the beautiful jade face. "The maidservant Xie Qianfei raised it. The kindness of the Empress is like a remade, and Lian'er will never forget it until she dies."

"Don't cry, you won't be beautiful if you cry again!" Despite the feeling of digging his own grave, Wen Yan said, "Why don't you go and prepare quickly? Don't let the prince wait!"

"Yes, I thank the maidservant for the grace of the Empress!" Thousands of thanks swirled in people's ears over and over again.

Without the deep despair in his eyes, Qingzhu smiled, and there was a bleak and lonely atmosphere all over his body. It seemed that he could only live like a walking corpse in the future.

Qin Zheng, who was lying on a wide wood**, was surrounded by thick brocade, and his heart was as warm as his body.

As long as you think of the vow of never giving up, it's like the whole person's sweetness in honey. While thinking about today's situation, the wooden door made a soft knock.

"Come in!" The voice is as cold as an iceberg, and I don't know which one is not long-sighted, disturbing his vision for the future.

"Is that you?" Seeing Lian'er's flowers appear in his sight, Qin Zheng's eyes showed two angry flames, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to serve the prince..." After all, I'm a girl who hasn't come out of the cabinet. I can't say how to say the word "I'm here to serve the prince to rest."

Qin Zheng frowned deeply and dressed up in the middle of the night to attract butterflies. Isn't he just trying to seduce himself with his body color when he said such ambiguous words? Is the dead girl impatient to live?

Being stabbed by the man's sharp sight, Lian'er was afraid and panicked and hurriedly defended herself, "It was Qianfei who asked me to come here, and the Empress ordered..."

Even if Lian'er covered it up, Qin Zheng understood her intention after listening to this sentence. At present, an anger hit the spiritual cover from her chest and spread to her whole body: the damn stupid woman actually thought of such a stupid way to save herself. Should he be grateful for her tolerance? Or should I thank her for her generousness?

The pupils were like swords, staring at the complacent girl in front of her, and a cold light with hidden murder slowly drew out from the bottom of her eyes. Lian'er, don't blame me for being ruthless. You are looking for your own death!