3217. Chapter 3217 Emperor Hongwen is critically ill 5K
"Can your Majesty get better?"
"Of course!"
Empress Dowager Feng's tone was firm.
The King of Rencheng was originally suspicious, but the person who said this was Empress Dowager Feng, a chaste model who was famous for his "fire death"; Empress Dowager Feng, the hero who planned to eliminate Yihun.
Of course, her words are very authoritative.
The King of Rencheng immediately turned his smile: "The Empress Dowager is skilled in medical skills. I believe that Your Majesty is very blessed and will definitely wake up. That's good, that's good, that's good, blessings from the ancestors."
Fangfei was shocked for the first time, after the Rencheng King, the attitudes held by the officials of the northern country were now waiting outside, waiting for the result in horror.
Only then did Emperor Hongwen's serious illness was considered - obviously for the court officials in the north, it was a drastic change. Once the emperor and the ministers were again, of course, some people hoped that he would die, and some people hoped that he would live.
Politics is such a cruel thing. Who can clearly distinguish between loyalty and treason?
And the poor Emperor Hongwen, he has no descendants who can succeed the throne.
The burden of the North Kingdom once again unknowingly pressed on her shoulders. However, she couldn't even take care of her anger, and even her shaking body had to hold on as if nothing had happened. She stood up and was very calm: "Your Majesty, you are responsible."
The dispatch and arrangement of medicinal materials should be kept under the outside world, and never let any rumors spread and bewitch people's hearts. I have found out the cause of the disease. As long as the right medicine is given, your majesty will definitely get better!"
"Thank you, the Queen Mother! Thank you, the Queen Mother! The Queen Mother has always been the pillar of our northern country."
She didn't care about listening to such compliments, but she had to be polite: "Where is the prince who has made great contributions this time. When His Majesty recovers, he must remember this great contribution to the prince."
"Thank you, the Queen Mother."
When the Rencheng King went out, Fangfei quietly walked to the window and saw that the Rencheng King was already conveying news to the officials waiting outside, seemingly telling them that His Majesty was nothing serious.
She was actually feeling guilty.
Emperor Hongwen showed no sign of improvement.
The government and the people now place their hopes on themselves, but if they can hide them for a while, how can they hide them for a lifetime?
Wei Qiyuan bowed at the door, and he was also guilty. He was not as easy to coax than the noble Xianbei man Rencheng King. With just one word from Empress Dowager Feng, His Majesty can survive? However, he did not dare to question it, and he understood it better than anyone else.
sharp.
"Empress Dowager, Taoist priest is here..."
"Please come in."
The psychic Taoist priest stood at the door, holding a whisk in his hand, and a hint of relief appeared on his face. Wei Qiyuan stepped down tactfully.
"The Queen Mother, if you want to be born, you must first enter the world!"
Out? In?
Fangfei sighed, Emperor Hongwen was not good, and he could not truly escape from Beiwudang in this life.
"Master, if you want to help me, you must help me..."
The psychic Taoist priest's hand rested on Emperor Hongwen's pulse again. After a long time, he looked at his face again and was still dead.
"Master, do you have any other tricks?"
The psychic priest looked at her anxious expression: "Mrs. Queen Mother, you don't have to be too anxious. Your Majesty is angry and over-sad. In addition, he was over-strained earlier, and it is impossible for him to wake up for a moment. We
Must be patient..."
Patience? Fangfei was really impatient, and her voice sank, almost confused: "Master Taoist, I really don't have anything to do to me..."
"No! Queen Mother, he will definitely get better! As long as you do your best, Your Majesty will definitely get better."
Fangfei lowered her head.
The psychic Taoist priest turned around and said, "Mrs. Queen Mother, thank you for your hard work."
The Taoist priest is leaving? Everyone let go and put the heavy burden on himself? However, Fangfei couldn't speak and shirk responsibility. She watched the Taoist priest helplessly.
I was about to go out and suddenly chased me out, "Master Taoist, please stay."
The corner hall was very vigilant. People took it for granted and thought that Empress Dowager Feng was discussing His Majesty's condition with the psychic Taoist priest.
"Master, I discovered something strange today..."
"What's the matter?"
"I saw Your Majesty..." Her voice was as low as a whisper, "Master, I saw Your Majesty... It's Luo Jia, it's Luo Jia! It's definitely him!" She was anxious, "Look at my hands,
The pinch marks on this... At that time, His Majesty really appeared, but he appeared in a thick fog. When I chased him out, he disappeared... It was the King of Rencheng who scared him away..."
The head of the spiritual Taoist is as big as a fight: "Empress Dowager, that's because you are too tired and have illusions..."
Hallucination? How can there be such a real hallucination?
"No, it's definitely not an illusion... Taoist priest, he is in the thick fog..." She looked at the psychic Taoist priest's pity and suddenly couldn't speak anymore. The thick fog, the dead people, is easy to do
It's an illusion.
It is true or false, and it is both true and illusory. At this time, she really can't tell anything.
The sunset pulled the shadow of man very long, and then she watched the psychic Taoist priest leave.
Luo Jia, everything about Luo Jia seems to be just a legend.
The sunset has completely gone down, and the room is dark and hazy. There are eight lanterns lit in the room, as bright as day. It is said that this was ordered by Emperor Hongwen before he fell into a coma, and the lights must be lit day and night.
No jokes are made, even if he is unconscious, no one dares to object.
Fangfei suddenly felt it was ridiculous - when the power of an emperor was to a certain extent, its effect was actually completely opposite. For example, now, under such strong irradiation, let alone others, even a good person, how could he be
Can you bear it?
"Come, remove the lantern."
Wei Qiyuan looked puzzled: "Empress Dowager, this is what Your Majesty ordered. Before, the old slave had removed the lantern, but every time he was removed, his Majesty would become more ill..."
She slightly louder her voice: "Retreat! It's so bright and not good for the patient. Your Majesty needs a quiet rest."
Wei Qiyuan dared not object and withdrew seven lanterns. As the light dimmed, Emperor Hongwen's hand suddenly stretched out of the quilt and shook it.
"God, your Majesty is awake?"
However, it was just Kong Huanxi, Emperor Hongwen's hand just trembled violently, as if he was chased in a dream and wanted to escape, but he couldn't get up again.
"The Queen Mother...is this lantern..."
Fangfei said decisively: "Let this lantern be in the corner of the wall."
Wei Qiyuan lifted the lantern and hesitated. As soon as he took it away, Emperor Hongwen made another "huo" sound. Although it was low, it was like a wild beast that was greatly stimulated.
"Oh my God, his Majesty..."
"Take it away!"
Wei Qiyuan was stunned and did not dare to touch Queen Mother Feng's gaze. At this time, his gaze was full of murderous aura. He had to quickly take the lantern into the corner.
"Hao...ah..."
Emperor Hongwen's hand suddenly trembled violently, as if he was ejaculated.
"No, Your Majesty..."
Fangfei took a step forward, grabbed the hand that reached outside, leaned down, and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid... Don't be afraid, if the light is turned off, your body can be better restored..."
Almost stuck in his ear, "Long-term exposure is very bad for you. I will accompany you and always be with you..."
Emperor Hongwen relaxed his hand and lay down smoothly.
Wei Qiyuan couldn't believe it, rubbed his eyes and placed the lantern on the table next to him.
"You go out."
"Old slave obeys the order."
The lights completely dimmed. People in the dark breathed weakly and anxiously.
Fangfei compared the light and felt that she should take it farther away. She let go of Emperor Hongwen, but as soon as her hand moved, she was caught by Emperor Hongwen. She was stunned for a moment, but Emperor Hongwen's hand had already been loosened, it was completely
Unconsciously, weakly sagging aside, as if this grip just now was just an illusion.
Fangfei personally picked up the lantern and looked at the darker window before putting it in the corner of the house to allow lighting of the palace servants who were serving in and out.
At this time, she felt that she had exhausted all her strength, her hands and feet were sore and weak. She walked out with a heavy head and feet. Outside, there were Zhang Zihui and others. She was slightly surprised, and Zhang Zihui lowered her voice: "It was the Taoist priest who asked us to come here.
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They were halfway up the mountain, unable to wait for Empress Dowager Feng, but waited for the psychic priest. Since the empress dowager could not leave, they had to come back. Fortunately, they were very cautious after going all the way, and no one noticed that Empress Dowager Feng was trying to "escape".
idea.
Outside the gate of Xuanwu Palace is the place where all the ministers usually worship, and the ministers are waiting outside the gate anxiously.
Fangfei didn't want to go out to face these people at this time, but there was nothing he could do.
She walked out slowly and worshiped the palace, kneeling in darkness: "Meet the Queen Mother."
Fangfei's eyes swept across everyone. The officials who stayed behind had been waiting for two days and nights. They all looked haggard and afraid of being rude, so they were punished for being disrespectful.
She was familiar with this situation, and this was the day after Luo Jia died.
Then, more heavyweight ministers will arrive one after another.
This is, this time, Empress Feng became Empress Feng, and her mother was in the world. With the power to get rid of Yihun, she began to issue orders. If so, what is the right to do?
"Your Majesty is just a sarcastic cold. Although it is coming in a fierce manner, the condition has been controlled. Now you need to rest and will recover soon. You don't have to worry too much. All the matter will be handled as usual, and everyone will step down."
Officials of all sizes were all surprised. However, when they looked at Empress Dowager Feng's face, it was not a woman's eyes, serious, rigorous, and calm. They could not refuse to believe it.
"Thank you, the Queen Mother, thanks to the Queen Mother's wonderful move to rejuvenate her life."
Everyone retreated, and Xuanwu Palace finally became truly quiet.
Fangfei's eyes darkened, and she felt even more exhausted. She had been singing the empty city plan. But how long can she sing it?
Wei Qiyuan bowed and said, "Empress Dowager, the old slave has prepared the meal, you go and have some."
The meal was placed in the small hall next to the Hongwen Emperor's Bedroom. When it was served, it was still steaming. The meal was not very detailed, but it was all what Fangfei liked. It seemed that Wei Qiyuan had also given it.
Kung Fu. Zhang Zi and others served him. Fang Fei was unintentionally tasting it. He ate a bowl of rice randomly and put it down on the grass. At this time, the moon had risen. People say that the moon was sixteen, and today it was seventeen.
Even though the moon is still round, it is not so bright.
After a while, she stood up and was about to go and see Emperor Hongwen again before going back.
The room was quiet, and the previous lifelessness weakened, and the palace maids did not sobbed anymore, as if everyone believed that Emperor Hongwen would come back to life.
However, Fangfei was secretly frightened. Under the calm appearance of this faction, if there was any further turmoil, could she bear it? Emperor Hongwen, although his fever has subsided, he has been unconscious. Even she dared not
Guaranteed, can you wake up?
Such an observation period can only last tomorrow at most. If you don’t wake up tomorrow, the situation of Emperor Hongwen will be very terrifying.
She tiptoed over and stood beside him.
A thick outer cover was covered with another layer of thick outer cover, dimly emitting a dark light on the wall, like a hazy phantom. Emperor Hongwen's face couldn't be seen clearly, and one hand stretched out again and flipped over the quilt, cold and thirsty
Fangfei quietly picked up his hand and put it in the quilt. He was still silent, as if he didn't know anyone had approached him.
After a while, Fangfei felt tired and it was time for her to go back and rest.
She turned around and walked a few steps, and suddenly heard a sound. She stopped. That's right, it was the sound made by Emperor Hongwen, subtle, whimpering, as if someone suppressed the heavy crying in the dark night.
She was shocked and turned quietly. Emperor Hongwen was not crying, but was just breathing hard, and she didn't even move her body, and she still closed her eyes tightly.
She stood there, for a moment, and didn't know whether to leave or stay.
There was a lot of past events in front of me, the boy who was so helpless in the prince's mansion in the past - that was the prince! It was the prince! Who is the prince? The prince is his own? The first man to treat him well.
Who said that he could really cut off with one knife from the resolute resolute order of the temple, and the sacrifice of his life in the prince's mansion?
Those moods are the same as before.
She walked back in a daze, and sat slowly beside him.
I was about to reach out, but it wasn't.
His breathing still did not stop, subtle, faint, as if he was crying in the dark night. In his coma, he became more clear in his consciousness, as if in those miserable years, his mother died as soon as he was born; father,
I have been away from home for many years; even if I am at home, I cannot be with me day and night. How old is it when I am with an old concubine? I am five or six years old? Since I became sensible, I have become afraid. Every time I see Concubine Lin approaching,
When you see her smile, you will be out of your mind, fearing that one day you will eat toxic food and die inexplicably... Who knows the kind of lonely, calculating pain?
Father, he left his throne to himself, but not to himself be loved; in this life, even what love is, is strange.
In the chaotic consciousness and the boiling torture, he waved his hand, not knowing where he was, as if he was running in the boundless dark night forever and never found an outlet.
The waving hand touched a warm hand, and it was such a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid...Hong, don't be afraid..."
Hong!
Who is calling his name in such a dark night?
Who is it?
He was eager to open his eyes, but he couldn't. At least, he wanted to see who it was, his father, his mother, or something else? Is there anyone else? Who would call himself so gentlely?