"Prince, why did you become like this? It shouldn't be, let me see..."
The sound was as crisp as a lark, and he was surprised: "Fangfei? Is it Fangfei? You are not dead?"
"I'm not dead, I'm still alive."
Because of this surprise, I couldn't accept it for a while and actually fainted.
"The emperor, the emperor..."
"Your Majesty, he just fainted and did not die..."
Luo Jiasong breathed in one breath.
Fangfei said lightly: "Your Majesty, can you go out? I want to treat the prince."
Luo Jiawei was angry. Couldn't she be in front of her? But when she saw her stubborn eyes, she had to say, "Well, I've left for a long time and should go to court first." So she hurried away.
Fangfei closed the door and there was silence around her. She breathed a sigh of relief and sat in front of the bed. She first touched the prince's pulse before taking the pills she carried with her from her arms and taking it for him.
After a long time, the prince woke up leisurely, as if in a dream, his eyes followed the thoughtful girl. She was checking the prescriptions prescribed by the imperial doctors these days and carefully checked them. She held a pen and modified various prescription lists from time to time, circled them.
Dots.
"Fangfei, what are you doing?"
She put down her pen and was very surprised: "Your Highness, are you awake?"
"Fangfei... I really can't believe it's you..." He was a little nervous. How did she come in? How did the father arrange it? What if his identity is exposed? Only then did he see her tall
The tall Taoist priest has a bun and a slender neck, which looks a bit like a fairy-like figure.
"Fangfei, how did you get through these days?...Antelie said you were dead..." He intermittently, only asking questions.
"Antlie is afraid that the high priest will chase me, so he deliberately tells you that I am dead."
"I see……"
She walked over, sat down in front of his bed, and smiled and said, "Don't worry about me for now, I'll be fine. When you are cured, I will tell you all this."
"Fangfei, how did you survive..."
She ignored his questioning and picked up his hand again, touched the pulse, reached to his mouth, stopped him, and carefully looked at his tongue coating.