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The summer sun shines on the cheeks of a woman sitting by the bed.
He only added a little bit of anger to that little face, but still could not hide the weakness that emanated from the depths of his body.
The whole face was pale and there was no blood. The eyes were deeply trapped. The big eyes that were always bright and like to talk were covered with bloodshot.
The whole person seemed to have lost his soul, leaning slanted on the head of the bed, without moving.
Seeing Hua Xuanji like this, Qingge could no longer hold it back. She squatted down, covered her mouth, and cried.
Yu Wuxia thoughtfully handed Qingge a handkerchief. She slowly walked to Hua Xuanji, and tried her best to bring out a smile. She called out softly: "Xuanji."
Hua Xuanji didn't answer, as if she didn't hear it, and she didn't even blink her eyes.
Yu Wuxia pursed her lips and did not scream. Instead, she turned around and took the rice bowl from the singer. She picked up the dishes and mixed them with rice and put them on the side of Hua Xuanji's mouth.
Yu Wuxia's eyes were straight and covered with blood. A jade-like face was filled with fatigue. The time he rushed into the sea of fire also hurt him. In addition, he was worried about Hua Xuanji. He hadn't had a good rest for a long time. It's right.
Hua Xuanji did not speak, although the aroma of the food had already reached her nose and lingered in her stomach.
She still didn't speak.
At this time, Yu Wuxia noticed the direction of her eyes. She looked in that direction and turned out to be one of her little hands.
Hua Xuanji's hands were already very white. In addition, she had not eaten or drunk for the past few days. Her whole body had lost weight. Her hands were no exception. Even the hidden veins were easily seen.
Yu Wuxia put the bowl in her hand aside and reached out to touch Hua Xuanji's hand.
At this moment, Hua Xuanji finally reacted. She quickly retreated like a frightened cat, curled up at the foot of the bed, and the hand was tightly held and placed on her chest.
Through his fingers, Yu Wuxia slowly identified that what Hua Xuanji had in his hand was a red bean, the red bean burned black in the hut.
"Prince Jade." A voice that was very inconsistent with this scene came in.
Yu Wuxia frowned slightly and turned around to look at the person who made a sound.
Maybe I have never seen the gentle prince who has always been fierce.
The eunuch who came to pass the order was frightened and trembled uneasy. He said carefully: "Prince, the emperor asked me to come to you to discuss the issue about the prince's funeral."
"Get out." Before Yu Wuxia could make a sound, the little frightened figure curled up on the bed suddenly made a sound.
Maybe it was because I hadn't spoken for too long. The hoarse voice didn't look like Hua Xuanji. But it brought great explosive power. It should have used all the strength of Hua Xuanji.
"Prince...This..." Hua Xuanji's sudden scream made the little eunuch who had just entered almost collapsed to the ground. He took more than one step back and still held the Yu Wuxia. The broken door frame barely stood firm.
"Get out. You've just been in funeral. Your whole family is in funeral." Without Yu Wuxia's expectation, the frightened little beast suddenly churns out of the bed and pounces on the little eunuch hard.
He kept repeating: "Yehua is not dead. Yehua is not dead. Yehua is not dead. He is still in this world. Xiaohongdou tells me that he is still in this world. Don't believe it. Listen."
As he said that, Hua Xuanji suddenly smiled and handed her little hand to the eunuch.
It was the first time that the eunuch was working as a job. People in the palace alleged that the prince's fiancée's wife became a lunatic because of the prince's affairs.
When she saw her pounce, she was already brave enough. At this time, she suddenly smiled and she lost her strength to support the door frame. She was so scared that she collapsed to the ground.
Yu Wuxia quickly picked Hua Xuanji up and put it on the bed. She said to the little eunuch: "Okay. I understand. Go back and report to the emperor. I will arrive later.
"Okay. OK. OK." The little eunuch was even scared to the greetings. He received the order and rushed out like a rocket.
"Fareless." Hua Xuanji, who had not moved, finally said the first sentence to Yu Wuxia. His voice seemed to have been sold on a soldering iron. It was so hoarse that it could not be more hoarse.
"Yehua is not dead. You believe me. Yehua is not dead. Let's not have funeral. Wait for him to come back. Will he wait for him to come back?"
Hua Xuanji is more like a child than ever. Her blood-shot eyes are full of desire and expectation. She is like a beggar standing in front of the toy window. It is more like a prayer than a saying. appropriate.
"Okay. OK. OK." Yu Wuxia bent down and stretched out her slender hand to hold Hua Xuanji's face. She put her messy hair behind her head: "I'll tell the emperor now. I won't give it to Ye Hua. The funeral was held. Tell the Emperor Yehua was not dead. But you have to promise me that you will have a good meal. And there is also."
Yu Wuxia said and turned around and waved to Qi'er.
Qi'er kept holding Qingge's sleeve. He was actually a little scared. Hua Xuanji has always loved him very much and treated him as a treasure. He has almost never neglected him for so long.
Qi'er was so quirky. Of course, he knew that something big must have happened. So even if he was afraid, even if he was lonely, even if he wanted to see Hua Xuanji, he could even hold it back.
With two small hands pinching the corner of the clothes, Qi'er walked towards Yu Wuxia's side uneasy.
Yu Wuxia quickly reached out and hugged Qi'er's waist. She grabbed Qi'er's little hand with the other hand and handed it to Hua Xuanji.
"Look, you have ignored Qi'er these days. Qi'er is very sad. You said, should you spend more time with Qi'er?"
It was approaching like a teacher. Yu Wuxia slowly guided Hua Xuanji.
Hua Xuanji first looked at Qi'er vigilantly, blinking her eyes and asking, "Will you persuade the emperor?"
"Of course." Yu Wuxia replied without thinking. "As long as you eat well, sleep well, and play with Qi'er. Listen to this girl, I will go and tell the emperor that Ye Hua is not dead."
"Okay. OK." Hua Xuanji nodded repeatedly and said to Yu Wuxia: "I'm very sleepy now. Can I go to bed first?"
"Drink a bowl of soup to keep your body first." Yu Wuxia brought a bowl of soup. "Would you like to feed you?"
"No need." Hua Xuanji replied quickly. He pinched the red beans in the palm of his hand with two fingers. Then he snatched the soup bowl from Yu Wuxia's hand and drank the soup completely in one breath.
"Okay." Yu Wuxia's eyes slowly narrowed a curve. She held Hua Xuanji and slowly lay down. "Be good. Sleep. As long as you fall asleep, I will go and talk to the emperor."
"Okay." Hua Xuanji responded with a last voice, almost faintly to the extreme. She slowly closed her eyes. Because she was too tired, she fell asleep soon.
But in that pale little hand, he was still holding the half-charred red bean.
Qingge handed Qi'er to the wet nurse and asked her to take him down to have a meal. She followed Yu Wuxia and slowly left Hua Xuanji's room.
"When she wakes up, set up a door here." Yu Wuxia ordered someone to add a layer of quilt to Hua Xuanji. After covering it for him, she pointed to the door and said to Qingge beside her.
I was so anxious. The first time I didn’t think about the consequences. I slept like this. Hua Xuanji’s system is not good now. It’s not that I want to get sick.
"Okay." Qingge immediately responded, turned around and looked at Hua Xuanji with some concern: "Young Master, Miss, just keep going like this. I didn't expect that Miss would even forget Qi'er."
"But now there is only one way." Yu Wuxia pursed her lips. "It's all a last resort. Anyway, she can let her eat well and sleep well. She is always sitting upright than her. She doesn't eat or do anything. It's not even a word."
"Yes." Qingge slowly lowered his eyes, his eyes were red: "You said that Miss is such a good person. Why... Is it really unfair to be a god?"
"It will pass." Yu Wuxia gently patted Qingge's shoulder: "Let's use this method to stabilize her first. As for the rest, I think time will overcome everything. I'll go out first. You'll take good care of yourself. she."
"Okay." Qingge nodded without thinking and bent down slightly: "Your Majesty walk slowly."
Yu Wuxia nodded slightly and ordered the carriage to prepare and embarked on the road to the palace.
Hua Xuanji finally settled down and made him feel relieved. As the carriage swayed, he couldn't help feeling tired. He leaned slightly against the wall of the carriage and slowly closed his eyes.
Unexpectedly, the quiet time was only a moment. Just when Yu Wuxia was finally ready to fall asleep, the carriage suddenly shook violently.
Fortunately, Yu Wuxia reacted quickly and did not hit the carriage.
Before Yu Wuxia could ask questions, the servant who drove the car shouted in panic: "The prince is not good. There are assassins and assassins."
The servant's words had not yet finished. Yu Wuxia only heard a whistling sound of the rapid wind.
He pursed his lips tightly and pulled his body slightly backwards. A red feather arrow rubbed against the tip of his nose and shot straight onto the wall of the carriage.
Because Yu Wuxia walked very late, there were almost no pedestrians on the street, so it did not cause unnecessary noise.
After the feather arrow shot in, it also calmed down outside. Yu Wuxia quickly lifted the curtain, but did not see any figure.
I had to quickly get into the carriage. I was afraid that the arrow would be poisonous, so I wrapped it with a handkerchief and pulled it out of the carriage arm. Fortunately, there was no poison on the arrow.
It was just that there was a few layers of paper on the tip of the arrow. It seemed that the man should have no intention of killing him.
He calmly ordered the servants to continue walking towards the palace without any silence. Yu Wuxia stretched out her slender hand and slowly opened the note.
I saw four words with strong steel bars written on some slightly yellowed note: