There was also a dead silence in the Lizheng Hall.

Feng Miaolian's hair was scattered beside the pillow, dark, and the big cold sweat on her forehead had disappeared. Her whole body became relaxed, and the heart-wrenching pain disappeared. When she opened her eyes, she actually

I couldn't feel any emotions: anger, sorrow, pain, despair... No, no, no, she didn't have these emotions at all. She just felt that the huge body, the power that suppressed herself at any time, suddenly disappeared.

Now, she felt as light as a swallow.

This feeling is really good.

So, she thought that at this time she should go out for a walk, run, jump on the path full of flowers, stop and stop, breathe fresh air, pick some bright flowers, and let the fragrance of the flowers flow at the nose.

...Do whatever you want...How free and easy.

But, she couldn't get up.

When I turned over, I realized that my body no longer belonged to me, without pain or pain... I was just tired, tired to my bones, and when I moved, it was like walking in a mud, taking a long step

, never took a step out.

The maid took the pillow and raised it, and she sat up slowly.

"Empress... I am sad... You have to take care of yourself... They said, you should not cry during the confinement period and you cannot be sad, otherwise you will suffer from the root of your illness when you are old and you will not be cured..."

What are you sad? Why do you cry?

She smiled and wanted to ask all these people to go down. She was so relaxed that she had never been able to do before. Every day in the past was like walking with a bag tied up. Since that's the case, why are you still sad????

The maid feeds her food and she eats it. The bird's nest porridge is very sweet, and there are other things suitable for mothers to eat... She remembered that she hadn't eaten well for a long time. A few days ago, she felt like she was swallowing it if she had eaten a little.

The stomach is no longer moving, and there seems to be something wrong with the digestion and circulation function of the food.

Now, everything you eat is so sweet and delicious.

When she reached out to hold the bowl, she realized that her wrists were thin, like chicken claws, and her hair was scattered, which was dry and broken, unbearable to witness.
Chapter completed!