The guards went to ask for the imperial physician.
The prince then looked at the people on the hospital bed. His hair was distracted and he was no longer like a human being.
"Fangfei, open your eyes, I'm here, I'm here... Fangfei..."
"Get the porridge..."
"Your Highness, the Empress refuses to eat, she doesn't eat anything..."
"Take it to me!" He served the porridge and found that it was also cold.
He shouted, "Don't you know how to use it to heat it?"
"Your Majesty... These things are sent by the guards... The cold palace is not allowed to open the house by yourself... The kitchen is far away, and every day, the food will be cold..."
"Come here, get a stove immediately. You can start the group yourself and cook your own water..."
The guards went out immediately.
Empress Zhang was worried: "Your Highness... Thank you for your kindness. But if Your Majesty knows..."
It was a feeling of giving up completely. He never hated his father like this!
Everyone is afraid of implicating themselves. They are also afraid of implicating themselves. They have been afraid of being implicated for the rest of their lives!
"Empress Zhang, you need to say nothing, I have my own sense of responsibility."
His heart seemed to slowly become cold when he looked at the bowl of cold porridge. Father, such a ruthless father! Even if Fang Fei was absolutely right, at least, she saved his life several times!
It's so ruthless!
I felt so distressed, so what if I was the prince? I could only watch her - watching my "life-savior" and be subjected to such terrible destruction.
The furnace arrived earlier than the imperial physician.
The north is cold and the stove is very common.
The two palace maids immediately started and quickly heated the porridge. The prince took it and saw that the heat was suitable. He drank her without saying a word. She tilted her head and vomited.
"Fangfei,Fangfei..."
She slowly opened her eyes and was awake.
It's him, the prince!
When I was in a desperate situation, he was the only one who shouted.
The heart is blocked, which is more uncomfortable than the wind and cold.
But she still didn't speak.
PS: The rest of the content is still being written, I guess it will be posted very late. You don’t have to wait, get up tomorrow morning to read it