Fangfei didn't look at the dazzling array of supplements and food at all, but just stared at his eyes: "Your Majesty, promise me!"

Emperor Hongwen's heart was like a knife cut.

If you agree, how can you agree?

"His Majesty……"

The child was uneasy and quietly jumped over her hand, while she whispered in her ear: "Empress Dowager, please take a break first, is Hong'er okay to feed you food?"

Fangfei looked at him, but the child didn't know what the meaning of this prince was, what was the relationship between him or her or not. He didn't know all of these.

But, she knew that she kept holding her last breath and refused to give up because of this.

If I am gone, who will protect him?

"Fangfei..."

She listened to the voice but didn't look at him. The voice was too deep and affectionate, and she was completely unfamiliar with her, and she had no idea why it turned out like this.

"Fangfei... don't worry about Honger..."

He understands it.

Emperor Hongwen, he fully understands.

He understood everything about her fears, her worries; she had exhausted her hard work these days. It was because she understood that she became even more heartbroken and fearful.

He sat at the head of the bed, gently helped her up, and said softly: "Fangfei, don't think about anything now, just take a good rest. Leave the rest to me..."

At this moment, he was talking about "me" - not me.

Even the clothes he wore were not so formal emperor's clothes, but casual shirts, just like when he was on the hospital bed of the Prince's Mansion.

At some point, Fangfei didn't know this person very much.

I didn't think much of him either.

It was Honger who held her hand tightly: "Empress Dowager, you rest first... Honger will always be with you; the father also said that he will always be with you."

Fangfei's eyes turned dark, as if endless fatigue came again, like a person who could never wake up. He was lying in bed all day long, and finally completely exhausted his last effort.

When she lay down, she was still thinking about this in her heart.

But Hong'er can't be the prince!

This is the only thing she was worried about. No matter what, Hong'er cannot be the prince.

Very tired and unable to say anything. I could only close my eyes and didn't know where I was. Just like I had walked a long, long way, I was completely confused about where to stop.

There is only the sound of drizzling rain outside the window in my ears. Through the carefully crafted wooden lattice windows, I see the endless rain curtain.

It’s already winter, and it will soon snow heavily.

She closed her eyes and had a slight breathing sound.

Emperor Hongwen stared at the pale face under the quilt and her thin hands; in the past half month of unconsciousness, she had completely changed into a human being, as if she was a hibernating snake, and her first layer of skin had faded.

.

The whole life shows a decayed state.

But if he had something to ask for, he could no longer refuse to follow.

It's just that Hong'er doesn't become the prince - just this one.

It was a heart-wrenching pain - as long as Hong'er didn't become the prince, what else could be left between herself and her, and between herself and her children?

This life is really a complete lonely person.

Do people who are middle-aged and old have lost all their friendship?

Even the child's eyes shrank slightly.

His hands were also cold.

He picked up the child, put it on the bed, and snuggled up to his mother together. The child held his mother's hand tightly and quietly looked up and asked him: "Father, don't be angry with the Queen Mother, okay?"

"Oh. No, Hong'er, I'm not angry with the Queen Mother. I won't be angry with you in the future."

The child was a little happy and whispered: "When the empress dowager wakes up, Hong'er will tell her so that she can know that the father has changed and that the father will no longer be angry with us..."

The children also have a little selfish intention - they hope that parents will compromise with each other and give in.

Hong'er's voice was surprisingly gentle: "Hong'er, tell the Queen Mother that the father will love Hong'er forever and will never change."

His tone was even full of pleading and humility. He didn't know why this happened. He only said such words when facing his son.

Of course, the child doesn’t think there is anything wrong with this, he just feels that his father is like his father at this time.

It was late at night and the child was already asleep.

Emperor Hongwen tossed and turned, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

In the darkness, the woman in her arms was very light, and her messy hair was swept on her body. Even the hand he held tightly became thinner. This night, it was extremely cold, maybe because of the chill, she

Her body shrank slightly. Even Hong'er shrank quietly and leaned over intuition, completely occupying her father's arms. She was like Hong'er, just like two little children.

A woman who used to be so stubborn and so strong.

In this life, Emperor Hongwen felt this feeling for the first time - at this time, she was so pitiful, even as weak as Honger.

Just like a little child.

Women and children all need themselves and rely on themselves.

He hugged them tightly, feeling that his body was hotter than fire. He felt proud of being able to warm them and provide shade for them.

A kind of pride that truly belongs to men.

He suddenly felt courage in his heart, and he pressed it into her ear, and said softly: "Fangfei, from now on, you can rest well and leave everything to me, okay?"

Is it OK?

She was half asleep and half awake, and she didn't know.

I don't even know where I am or where I am lying.

Moreover, I don’t care whether I can wake up or have a future.

It was almost dawn, she had a dream, dreaming that she was in a very strange place, with a path full of flowers, a girl in black clothes carrying a basket of herbs.

How carefree was the days at that time?

That is the happiest time in my life.

Even surpassed all life later.

She even laughed in her dream.

When Emperor Hongwen opened his eyes, he saw the woman in his arms smiling and sleeping deeply. The child also woke up and looked at the empress dowager in surprise: "Father, the empress dowager is smiling..."

"Fangfei,Fangfei..."

He called her softly, she slept very heavily, but breathed very weakly.

Emperor Hongwen knew that this was the reason for excessive mental strain, so he sighed and put her on the bed before getting up with his son.

After breakfast, Honger asked, "Father, what are we doing today?"

"Father will read the memorial for a while and play with you later."

"Okay, I'll do my homework first." The child stuck out his tongue, "I didn't do my homework a few days ago. The Queen Mother will check it when she's done."

Emperor Hongwen smiled and said that he was not so strict with his son. But he felt that when the child was young, he would play as long as he could? However, he was very happy to have such self-control at a young age and encouraged him.

He: "Hong'er, after you finish your homework, this afternoon, my father will teach you to play a new game."

"Okay."

The child clapped his hands and cheered, jumping.

The best rewards parents give to their children are of course not large houses, nor gold and silver wealth, nor title-title territory-but playing with them.

Just play with him sincerely, tell him stories, and accompany him. This is the most important thing.

All morning, Emperor Hongwen was reading memorials, and the child was doing his homework next to him and writing big words. He was quiet all the time. Sometimes, there would be a slight crackling sound in the stove. He looked up and found that his father was The emperor was very serious, and sometimes his eyebrows were furious.

It was almost noon, Emperor Hongwen held a Wu Dynasty and brought the children with him.

Cining Palace finally calmed down.

Only Empress Zhang and a few others were guarding the side.

At this time, the psychic Taoist priest brought in some medicine.

Fangfei opened her eyes and sat up slowly. Empress Zhang hurriedly helped her and fed her a large bowl of soup. Her spirit seemed to be better and she said to them very gently: "You guys go down first, I want to say a few words to the Taoist priest.”

Everyone saw her clearly and were very happy to speak clearly these days, and immediately stepped down.

Only she and the Taoist priest were left.

She sat leaning against the head of the bed, her expression was very plain: "Master, I don't want Hong'er to continue to be the prince, what do you think?"

Although the Taoist priest was mentally prepared, he had been hesitating when facing such blunt questions. You should know that if he was not careful at this time, he was afraid that the consequences might be disaster.
To be continued...