With one hand away from the other, the temperature slowly peeled off from one person's body to another. There was such a slight difference, but she felt an incomparable chill.

Just like his whole body was frozen, the chill on his body was like the thousand-year-old Xuanbing, his hands, his people, his whole heart, and even his strange and plain eyes.

She avoided his gaze and brought over a bowl of medicine that had been put in place long ago. She sat in front of his bed and said softly: "Your Majesty, let's drink the medicine first."

He leaned against the head of the bed with his eyes slightly closed, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, but he saw the corners of his mouth cracked, and blood smudged out of the dry place. His whole face was so haggard that it was terrible.

Even though Feng Miaolian had a lot of thoughts, she couldn't continue to talk about it. She just held the medicine bowl very warmly and served him very carefully.

"Your Majesty, I've drunk this bowl of medicine."

He turned his head and said lightly: "It's useless. I won't get better even if I drink it."

She was shocked and didn't understand why he said that. However, she was still kind and even murmured: "Your Majesty, take medicine first... Little Prince, he has visited you a few times, I'll send him out. If you want to see him, I'll send someone to invite him in..."

A strange light flashed in Tuoba Hong's eyes.

Feng Miaolian suddenly felt extremely sad in her heart. She saw his relief. At this moment, he was worried about the young son. He was afraid that her hard work would destroy such a young child. No matter how alienated or indifferent he was, he was his biological son, his own blood, and the candidate for the prince he established.

Especially when he was critically ill, the child was the heir to his great rule.

No matter how arrogant Feng Miaolian is, this is a bottom line. If she stepped on this bottom line, she would not know whether she could still live here and talk to him like this.

She raised her head for a while. Someone once said that when you want to cry, raise your head, so that the tears will never flow down again.

She was once the cruel Feng Miaolian, the vicious Fengmiaolian, the Feng Miaolian who had just revenged and executed the King of Xianyang... However, she did not take action on the issue of his son.

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Chapter completed!