"Fangfei, I asked the imperial doctor to come and have a look..."
"No, don't..." She was helpless and waved desperately, trying to stop something, "No, don't get close to me...you go away, go away...you don't lie to me...you are a liar...you just want to harm me
…Go away, walk away…”
Seeing that her eyes were very scattered, Luo Jia was filled with fear and was even more uneasy: "Fangfei, don't be afraid, it's me, I'm here to accompany you...Fangfei, stupid thing, it's me..."
"His Majesty?"
She screamed weakly, as if she gradually recognized him.
Luo Jia felt sad, hugged her, kissed her gently on her lips, and said softly: "Fangfei, have you had a nightmare?"
She gradually calmed down, closed her eyes, and there was no sound again.
Luo Jia didn't know whether she was awake or asleep, so she called "Fangfei" softly, but she still didn't answer.
He sighed and hugged her again, until he heard her slight sleeping sound, and then got up again.
Outside, it was already noon.
The sun shines brightly throughout the autumn.
He put on a dragon robe and went out. At the door, many palace servants stayed up all night, and their eyes were red.
"See Father!"
The prince knelt at the door.
He was very shocked.
Why did my son come to the door so early in the morning and kneel?
He coughed, "Young son, why did you come so early?"
The prince's voice was very uneasy: "Father, Queen?"
His brow frowned slightly, but he did not answer, and his eyes fell on his son: "Son, how are you injured?"
"It's okay! My son is strong and it's just a skin injury, and it's gone without any hindrance." He still knelt on the ground. Luo Jia looked at him and could only see his injured left arm bandaged. But he saw his spirit
He was unshaven, as if he had not been asleep all night, his eyes were covered in blood. Obviously, it was very uncomfortable that night.
"Your son, get up first."
The prince then stood up and still lowered his head, "Father, Queen, is she okay?"
"Ah! She was too scared. It's not going well now."