Is it Bu Fengli?

At this moment, she was still doubting.

After all, in her eyes, Bu Fengli has always been a man who can only bleed and never shed tears.

It's not just in her eyes, it's in the eyes of the world.

Holding her breath, she raised her Qigong skills and silently climbed a few more steps.

Then he looked around.

I saw a man in purple clothes sitting next to a stone table in the miserable night, with his elbows on the table and his face covered with his palms.

Although the face cannot be seen, the body shape, clothes, and hair bun all indicate that it is indeed him, Bu Fengli.

The trembling shoulders and the sobs escaping from between his fingers definitely proved that he was crying.

Perhaps because he had never seen this god-like man look like this before, or perhaps because he was infected by his emotions, Gong Qianmu felt the tip of her nose sore and her eyes became hot.

What happened?

What happened to make such an indestructible and iron-clad man cry like this?

Could it be that something happened to Qing Ning?

Her heart pounded and her breathing became tight.

Think it's very possible.

Because it is impossible for other people and things to not affect him, let alone defeat him. Only Qing Ning, Qing Ning is his only weakness.

But she quickly denied it again.

Nothing will happen to Qing Ning, and there is no danger of life in this time and space. At best, he will just go back in time.

And it's not the first time Qing Ning has worn it, so he won't cry about it.

Why is that?

she does not know.

All she knew was that he looked like this and cried like this, which made her feel so distressed.

She even wanted to go up and hug him.

But she can't.

Although she is the fourth princess, she is not Qing Ning, and she is not his woman. He has always maintained an absolute distance and propriety towards her, and she should abide by it even more.

Moreover, he definitely didn't want others to see him when he was so fragile and embarrassed.

Therefore, she did not step forward.

But he didn't leave either.

After standing on the original steps for a while, she brushed her skirt and sat down on the steps.

Just stay with him silently.

Although he didn't know she was there.

...

When Gong Qianmu woke up, it was already dark.

She actually fell asleep sitting on the stairs.

He immediately turned to look at the balcony.

There was no one around the stone table.

She was startled.

Get up.

A cloak on her shoulders slipped on the steps due to her sudden movement.

She obviously didn't wear a cloak when she came.

Looking down, her eyes narrowed slightly.

It's Bu Fengli's!

Bending down to pick up the cloak, she looked back at the empty balcony.

If it weren't for this cloak, this cloak that Bu Fengli had put on her at some point, she would really have thought that what she saw last night was just her own dream.

Looking at the sky, she took her cloak and walked quickly down the stairs.

When he arrived at Bu Fengli's wing, Bu Fengli was preparing to go to court.

At this time, he was wearing a sky-blue brocade robe, his hair was combed meticulously, his face was like a crown of jade, and his eyebrows were like a painting.

If she hadn't known about his condition last night, and if she hadn't been up close, she could still faintly see the faint bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and she would have thought that he had a good rest last night.

Because from his face and spirit, it was completely obvious that he had not slept all night, especially since he always wore purple, but today he was wearing sky blue, and the green lotus embroidered on the skirt of his robe made him look very refreshing.

Although this refreshing feeling feels very cold and sharp.

She suddenly felt that he seemed a little different from before.

What exactly is different, I can't tell.

"Your Majesty," she handed over the cloak in her hand, "Thank you."

Afraid of embarrassment, she didn't mention last night and just thanked her without saying much.

The man looked calm, took the cloak and threw it to the chair aside.

On the way out, he glanced at her and said softly: "Don't worry, both of them are fine."

Then he stepped out of the door.

Gong Qianmu reacted to his words.

Both are good? Both?

Green lemon and Qin Boyan?

...

Jinluan Hall

The emperor sat high on a dragon chair in front of him, and hundreds of officials stood in two rows in the palace.

As usual, the officials started playing and the emperor gave instructions.

It's just that the atmosphere today is a bit subtle.

Because the three princes who had been imprisoned in Tianlao for a long time were pardoned and released yesterday and returned to court today.

Although the three princes are very sensible and know how to behave with their tail between their legs for the time being, the three of them did not participate in all discussions and did not express their opinions. However, the more this happened, the more strange it seemed to everyone.

Especially the fourth prince Bu Fengli, who used to be arrogant and domineering, and would not forgive others even when he was unreasonable. He was as quiet as a chicken throughout the whole process. All the officials felt that it was very uncomfortable.

After the meeting, the emperor asked Hu Yuan of the imperial hospital to check the pulse of the three princes.

Because the fifteenth and sixteenth day of each month is the day to ask for pulse. The fifteenth day is for the queen mother, empress, and concubines in the harem, and the sixteenth day is for the princes and civil and military officials.

Yesterday, on the 16th, all the officials and other princes had visited, but the three princes who had just been released were not there.

So, make up for it today.

Everyone didn't think anything of it, because that's how it should be.

In order of eldest and youngest, starting with the second prince, Bu Ruoxuan.

Bu Ruoxuan was very cooperative.

A closer look.

After the inspection, Hu Yuan reported the results on the spot: "The second prince is in good health and no abnormalities have been found."

After Bu Ruoxuan ended, it was Bu Fengli, the fourth prince.

Hu Yuan walked to Bu Fengli and bowed slightly: "Fourth Prince."

Bu Fengli glanced at him, gently rolled up his sleeves, and handed his wrist to him.

The emperor on the high seat of the Dragon Throne pursed his lips and stared, his eyes darkening.

Although he really wanted to check the pulse of three people today, only he knew that he had another very important purpose.

That is to ask Hu Yuanzheng to check Bu Fengli's pulse to see if the Shang Gu that was inflicted on him yesterday has acted out.

If he has had an attack, it means he has met the dumplings.

This is because the Shang Gu must be emotionally aroused before it can act.

In this room, Hu Yuan was twisting the sleeve of his court uniform with one hand, and feeling for Bu Fengli's pulse with the other hand. He was just about to concentrate and feel it carefully, when suddenly his blue sleeves flickered in front of his eyes, and his throat tightened. The next moment, he realized that it was

Bu Fengli suddenly reached out and pinched his neck.

Hu Yuanzheng was shocked.
To be continued...