"You... you don't have to worry about food and drink, what's the hurdle that you can't overcome? You've learned a lot of wealth and honor." Fennie's eyes were kind, but she was really complaining: "If you wake up, try to be more energetic. Lin Wujing is busy. If you don't feel sorry for you, you should think about whether Xiang Zhuyuan would do irrational things to the emperor in anger and die again."

“…”

Fennie sorted out what was at hand, smiled kindly, and murmured to herself: "Speaking of this, although we have never seen each other, you have always been my reason for living. When you were born, I didn't want to die when I looked at your face. I just thought that as long as I live, there will always be a way to see you, look at you, and know if you are doing well and what you look like."

“…”

"Isn't it very single? Actually yesterday..." Fenniang's old eyes dimmed: "Although I can think about it, I think life and death are small, and children are big. As long as you are there, I don't want to die. But obviously you don't think so. The two high men have little influence on you. You seem to believe that your children have their own way of life. Alas... Whoever you are can die."

“…”

"If you don't talk, that's it. But if you wake up, if you ask me why I'm his sister and why you were born, I won't let you control it."

"In my opinion, what I deserve most is you. I gave you the identity of not having to worry about food and drink, and a meal of the 'sorrow' that you seem to like very much, making you feel willing to live even if you die for this. So, after waking up, I will go to the ground to take a walk, look at the flowers and plants, bask in the sun, and die if you want to die, and I will collect the body for you. Can you secretly tell me where you want to bury it? If you think about it this way, do you feel happier? I won't tell you." Fennie patted her arm and stood up: "It's almost done."

...

Lin Wujing didn't expect to see Xiang Zhuyuan.

Xiang Zhuyuan wore a regular outfit when he went out, with clear mountains and clear rivers far away, and he was sharply exploring: "Where is the madam?"

Lin Wujing immediately took a respectful hand: "Shen"

“No need.”

Lin Wujing slowly raised his head. The moment he was respectful, his lower eyebrows had already covered up his emotions when he saw Prince Xiang. He adjusted his statement and looked at Prince Xiang with a complicated look. He said with some difficulty: "Prince... I'd better come less..."

"What do you mean."

"The day before yesterday, I went to the lake... The emperor's people didn't know what they saw, and they started arguing with their wife after they came back-"

Xiang Zhuyuan's expression stern: "She—"

Lin Wujing said: "Mrs. I didn't suffer any loss, but the prince knew that he had not given the emperor a step. After the emperor was angrily swept away, he had not talked to his wife for a day and a night."

Xiang Zhuyuan was in Mingming and his expression relaxed. He knew that something was wrong here. The emperor looked bad when he left Yatang Palace. In addition, no one responded to his kindness yesterday, he was a little worried.

Lin Wujing continued: "Mrs. I persuaded her several times, but it was ineffective."

Xiang Zhuyuan had a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he was kind and refused to listen to advice.

"The prince wonders if the prince can... persuade the lady. For the sake of the prince, it is not easy for the wife to have a quarrel with the emperor."

Xiang Zhuyuan's emotions were completely relieved when he came. Yesterday, he didn't want to go, and he happened to meet the invitation from Uncle Wu. As for what the emperor's people were even more unlikely to see. How could he be close to Xinci outside? The emperor was just making unreasonable trouble.

Since this is the case, it is even more inconvenient for him to go. As for the emperor, he would probably find a way for him to go by himself. This matter was over. When he was in a village outside the countryside, Xinci refused to let him go several times, but Mingxiluo still went: "I can't talk to the two of them, so take good care of the wife."

"yes."

Xiang Zhuyuan turned around, and his clothes drove the bamboo wind and left with his sleeves.

Lin Wujing breathed a sigh of relief, but he still made sure that Prince Xiang left before turning around and leaving, his pace getting faster and faster.

...

"Commander Lin, Commander Lin, Madam is awake."

Lin Wujing took off his sword: "Madam didn't wake up long ago..." He immediately took down his sword and headed into the hall.

...

Xiang Xinci leaned on the pillow, with long hair scattered, her face rosy, and a pair of eyes full of autumn water. Even though she frowned, she drank the bitter and bitter medicine with deep hatred, she was still stunning and eye-catching.

Fennie smiled and fed her mouthful after mouthful, excited: "The imperial physician said that this medicine is used to promote meridians and revitalize blood and nourish the spirit. The more you drink, the more you become more energetic. Take another sip."

Xiang Xinci's brows almost frowned into the beautiful character "Sichuan". If anyone feeds her, she would definitely know what it means to commit suicide.

Fennie wiping the medicine stains on the corner of Xinci's mouth kindly, and her movements were gentle and could drip out water: "Be honest, you can only get better if you drink medicine well."

Xiang Xinci wanted to turn his head impatiently, but forced himself to hold it back.

Lin Wujing rushed over in a hurry, stopped in front of the bed excitedly, and almost couldn't stop rushing to her: "Wake up..."

Xiang Xinci was blown to the long hair on her chest, and patiently flirted with her eyes, pointing at the medicine bowl: "Drink some."

Lin Wujing smiled, with a simple and satisfied expression. He pulled over the stool, sat beside her and looked at her, and quickly responded: "Drink."

The old lady handed the spoon to Xiang Xinci's mouth again, and looked at her earnestly: "Come."

Xiang Xinci felt the earnest gazes staring at him and took a deep breath: "Give me a bowl."

...

Inside Xuande Hall.

Ming Xiluo met the Emperor Zhou who had been waiting for an hour. After listening to the Emperor Zhou's explanation, he was quiet for a moment and made people retreat.

Doctor Zhou left the hall, looked around in confusion, and did not dare to ask more questions, nor did he think too much, so he hurriedly left.

But why didn't the emperor ask anything?

...

The afterglow of the evening enveloped the entire Baozhu Villa. There were exquisite pleasure boats in groups of three or three on the lake outside the mountain. The mountains and villages were surrounded by green smoke.

In Yatang Palace, Xiang Xinci half leaned on the lounge chair in the flower room, and her purple long skirt was layered around her body, like a spirited elf in the flower room. She played with a bouquet of peony flowers in her slender fingertips, and the flower Shangshou’s hands were a bit delicate.

Joule looked at the lady, then looked at the palace servant who was looking for someone outside: "Madam..."

Xiang Xinci turned over and said, "Let me be quiet." She was already much better in spirit, and it could be said that she had been almost rubbed by the busy old lady.

Xiang Xinci never knew that her mother who had never liked her to live with her was so long-winded and clingy, and she was even more annoying than her second aunt's third sister. Since she woke up to now, she either asked her if she was thirsty or if she was hungry. She had to add clothes for her when she saw her late just now. When she didn't hide, she would stay.
Chapter completed!