After hearing her answer, Long Lijin felt that the little strength she had just recovered was suddenly drained away.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Physician, come and see him quickly!" Long looked at him silently and closed his eyes, immediately panicking.
The imperial doctor followed Qingfeng, heard her call, and walked up quickly. He had already understood that this empress was regarded as a treasure by the emperor, and if she didn't serve her well, she would lose her head.
The imperial doctor gently held Long Lijin's hand, and after examining it carefully, he said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince suffered a temporary fainting caused by serious injury and physical weakness, and his health is no longer serious."
Long Momo felt relieved and stayed by his bedside with tears in his eyes.
It was not until dark that Feng Lenglie returned to the Qianqing Palace. As soon as he approached her, she smelled a strong smell of rouge and gouache.
"Momo, go back and rest!" He gently held her shoulders, but Long Momo shook her off indifferently.
Her eyes were red, and her tears couldn't stop falling. "You'd better go and get rid of the scent on your body first. I feel like vomiting from the smell."
Feng's cold hands froze for a moment, and he left without saying anything.
Long silently watched his leaving figure, couldn't bear it any longer, cried, and just left without even an explanation.
"Qingfeng, am I useless?" She asked him with a smile while wiping the tears that she couldn't stop with her hands.
Qingfeng walked to her side. He was so distressed that he could hardly breathe. He gently supported her head with his big hands and let her lean on him. "Cry if you want to. Don't hold it in and strain your body."
"Qingfeng, how could he do this? I hate him, I hate him!" Long Momo sobbed.
Finally, when she was tired from crying, she actually fell asleep holding him like that.
Her tears soaked his robe and burned his skin. Only now did he realize that a woman's tears could be such a heart-wrenching thing.
He gently picked her up and walked towards the side hall.
Feng Lenglie finished taking a bath and changed into a pair of brand new clothes, and met the two of them at the door.
He looked at Long Momo sleeping in Qingfeng's arms. There were obvious tears on her face.
"Your Majesty, the empress has been crying since you left!" He looked at Feng Lenglie, knowing that he shouldn't say anything, but he still couldn't help it.
Seeing her like this made his heart hurt, very painful. This was a feeling that no one else could give him.
Although it hurt, he was still greedy for this feeling. Sometimes he thought that maybe just looking at her like this, hurting for a lifetime, would be a happy thing.
"Qingfeng, I hope you remember your identity clearly. She can only be my woman forever." Feng's cold voice was filled with coldness, and his eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword.
Feng coldly stretched out her hand to him, and Qingfeng silently put Long into his arms without hesitation.
Because he knew better that he was never qualified to love her.
"Yeah!" Due to discomfort, Long Momo murmured dissatisfiedly, moved his little mouth, found a comfortable position and fell asleep again.
Feng Lenglie hugged her and returned to the side hall. When he saw the little beast lying on the bed, he couldn't help but burst into anger.
If it weren't for it, he and Mo Mo wouldn't have quarreled, and he wouldn't have met He Lianxuan and been obsessed with her.
Not to mention silent misunderstanding and sadness and tears.
Now it is lying peacefully on their bed, and it is really impatient to live.
Feng Lenglie walked to the bed and kicked it off. The little guy was awakened. When he saw it was Feng Lenglie, he didn't dare to scream, so he hid in a corner.
Feng Lenglie put Long Momo on the bed and covered her with a quilt. When she turned around to clean it up, she didn't know where it had been hidden.
With a cold snort, he returned to the bed and quietly looked at the sleeping person.
*
Inside Lone Wolf Village.
Zhong Liyan looked at Feng Yichen's repeatedly worsening wounds, feeling a little helpless. He did not expect that the wounds stabbed by Han Yujian would be so stubborn.
He has used several medicines, but still can't make it heal completely.
"Dad, how is he?" Zhong Lixin walked into the house and looked at the pale Feng Yichen, feeling a little worried. After all, she stabbed him with her own hands.
Feng Yichen opened his eyes and looked at Zhong Liyan standing aside. He also wanted to know the answer. He had no patience to wait any longer.
He still wanted to find his Momo, how could he waste so much time here.
But this damn body made it impossible for him to move at all.
"Xun'er, daddy is going to collect some medicine. He will probably come back tomorrow. During this period, you will be responsible for taking care of Mr. Feng." After Zhong Liyan finished speaking, he carried a basket on his back, regardless of their objections, and took it.
A sickle, left.
Feng Yichen continued to close his eyes and rest his mind.
"Hey, since dad asked me to take care of you, I will do it. How about we chat for a while?" Zhong Lixin sat down at the end of the bed, and she gently touched Feng Yichen's leg.
"I have nothing to say to you!" Feng Yichen said softly.
"Really? But I know everything about Long Mo Mo at Luan Feng Camp. If you don't want to know, forget it." Zhong Lixin deliberately said it in a meaningful tone. After saying that, he stood up and wanted to know.
leave.
"Wait a minute, tell me about her!" Feng Lenglie immediately opened his eyes and sat up. He couldn't help coughing because of the big movements.
Zhong Lixun was so frightened that she hurriedly helped him calm down, "Oh, what are you in a hurry for? I just won't leave!"
It took him a long time to recover, his face was slightly red, and the wound opened again.
"Sit down and tell me what happened to her in Luanfeng Camp. Did Feng Lenglie abuse her?" Feng Yichen grabbed her hand excitedly.
"Let go!" Zhong Lixun withdrew his little hand angrily and took a step back.
"I'm sorry, I'm too impatient. Can you tell me about Mo Mo now?" Feng Yichen leaned on the quilt again, but he was still breathing slightly.
Zhongli Xun originally wanted to stimulate him, but looking at him like this, he couldn't say anything stimulating.
"She's pretty good. If she hadn't always fought against me, maybe we could have become good friends." Zhong Lixun said what was in her heart.
In fact, she didn't hate Long Momo at all in her heart. On the contrary, she admired her frankness and indifferent temperament, but she shouldn't, absolutely shouldn't, she shouldn't fall in love with a man.
