I really don't understand what the lady thinks?

I was obviously worried and worried, so why didn’t I go and take a look?

She has never been a cruel person, but she is so ruthless to Prince Rui. Does it mean that he is very different in her heart?

A stubborn tendon in Wuyou's mind broke. He threw down the book heavily, jumped up, and cursed excitedly, "What? What does the imperial physician eat? Can't even cure a small cold? Why do you still become an imperial physician?

Why not go back and be a livestock doctor!”

Zuo'er carefully looked at her face and made another suggestion, "Miss, do you want to see him?"

Wuyou hesitated for a while and gritted his teeth, "Forget it, seeing him so pitiful, I will go see him and treat it as a good thing."

Tang Jingtian lay on the bed with his hair scattered, his eyes closed slightly, his mind was unclear, his face was burning red, his pain twitched, and his mouth kept muttering, "Xue'er, I'm sorry."

"Xue'er, my heart hurts so much, I miss you every moment."

"Xue'er, the night is so long, I can't sleep, what should I do?"

"Xue'er, I dreamed of you again, but after I fell asleep, my heart was empty."

"Xue'er, will you forgive me only if you die?"

"Xue'er, I don't want to die. I can only miss you when I'm alive."

"Xue'er, I want to drink. If I get drunk, I can forget everything and forget you. But I have drunk so much, why can't I get drunk and feel unbearable?"

...

Wuyou's heart seemed to have been punched several times, so painful that it could not breathe. His feet became soft. He sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't help but touch his forehead. It was so hot.

He held her hand in a daze and said vaguely, "Xue'er, I miss you so much, I miss you so much."

The voice is like crying and complaining, endless regret and boundless thoughts are all in this sound.

Wuyou's chest ached faintly, tears burst out from his eyes, his heart was so sour, and his throat was like a piece of salt, which was painful and numb, and he couldn't speak.

"Miss." Zuo'er looked at her worriedly.

In recent years, she has never seen the lady cry, and she still cried so sadly.

She always smiled happily, and her huge troubles were just put into laughter.

But today, I actually shed tears for a man...

Her face was wet and very uncomfortable. Wuyou reached out and touched her face in a daze, and she felt tears in her hand. She opened her eyes wide in shock. Did she cry?

For this man?

She could actually feel his pain deeply, and it hurt like a needle.

Why?

She is Tang Wuyou, not the unlucky guy Jian Qingxue, but why is her heart so sad?

The secret guard whispered, "Someone is here."

Wuyou raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted in an upset, "I will see you all."

Even if the Emperor comes, she is not in the mood to meet him.

A familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded at the door, "Are I seeing you?"

Everyone was stunned, "Master?"

The emperor, who was dressed in casual clothes, was still very majestic and had a serious expression, "I'll come and see the emperor."

He stood beside the bed and looked at the cup of tea silently, without saying anything or asking anything.

Wuyou pursed her lips and quietly stepped back.

The father and son are not as peaceful and intimate as they look on the outside, but they are more suspicious.

If he really loves his son, how could he force him to marry a woman he doesn't like, and he is a woman with humble origin and unsatisfactory conditions in all aspects.

As soon as he reached the door, the emperor stopped her.

"Wuyou, I have something to talk to you."
Chapter completed!