"Sister, that's not what I meant. I just care about the prince and worry about him." Nangong Rou said with a pale face.
"Then you go take a look at him first. After that, you have to come out quickly and don't disturb him." Yun Ruoyue said.
"Thank you, sister." After Nangong Rou said this, she picked up her skirt and hurried in.
Dan'er was punished with thirty blows, which cost him half his life, and he is now recuperating in bed.
So she got a new maid named Cui'er.
The two masters and servants ran in with worried faces. As soon as Nangongrou entered the hall, she smelled a strong smell of blood. She quickly walked to the bedside and saw that under the candle lamp, Chu Xuanchen's face was very pale and unmoving.
Bloodless.
"My lord, I'm here, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly." After Nangongrou said that, she held Chu Xuanchen's hand and lay down in front of his bed and cried, her shoulders shaking from crying, she felt so sad.
Feng'er, who was standing next to him, said hurriedly: "Madam, please be careful. There is a wound on the prince's back, which was patched up before. Don't move it."
Mending?
Yun Ruoyue curled her lips, this girl is not mending clothes.
Nangong Rou quickly stopped crying. She stared at Chu Xuanchen tenderly, her eyes full of love, and said softly: "Chen, can you wake up quickly? I'm so worried about you. Without you, I can't eat or sleep.
Xiang, your image is all in my mind, I beg you to wake up quickly, we can continue to recite poems and make love, play the piano and make love to the moon, and continue to be a couple of gods and gods."
Hearing this, Yun Ruoyue and the others suddenly felt sour, especially Feng'er and the others, who had goosebumps.
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But Yun Ruoyue was a little envious of Nangong Rou and Chu Xuanchen's love. No matter what happened to Nangong Rou, Chu Xuanchen would still love her, coax her, and pamper her.
And she seemed to have never met a man who pampered her like this.
In comparison, she is quite pitiful.
"Chen, I will always guard you and wait for you until you wake up. If you don't wake up, then I won't be alive and will go with you." Nangong Rou sobbed softly again.
When Mo Zhu heard this, he glanced at her with disgust and said in a deep voice: "Madam, please be careful. Prince Jiren has his own destiny. He will be fine. Madam, if everything is fine, please go back and don't clean the prince to rest."
, disrupted our morale.”
"You, I am the prince's concubine, how can you talk to me like this? Aren't you afraid that the prince will wake up and blame you?" Nangong Rou turned her head and stared at Mo Zhu angrily.
Mo Zhu rolled her eyes lightly and said, "Sorry, I only listen to the prince and the princess. As for the others, please stand aside."
Mo Li also said coldly: "Concubine Rou, if you are really good for the prince, please don't say such discouraging words, let alone make a fuss here and affect the prince's rest. The prince needs to rest now. Are you here?"
Crying in his ears will affect his ability to wake up."
When Nangong Rou saw that everyone was blaming her, she suddenly opened her eyes in disbelief and started crying, "When something happens to the prince, no one will protect me. You all turn towards the princess and bully me together. I am the prince's love."
Concubine, he loves me and wants me to protect him, so why should I go out? I will be with him whether in life or in death, and no one can ever try to separate us."
She really fell in love with the prince so much that she couldn't help herself. A day without seeing him would feel like a year.
Now that the prince is seriously injured, she is afraid that he will die if he cannot hold on, so she wants to stay with him all the time.
She wanted to have her in the last days of his life, not just Yun Ruoyue.