Kang Chuwu finally found the imperial doctor who had been taken away by Concubine Li, and hurried back in a hurry. As soon as he entered Weiyang Palace, he saw a calm-looking Feng Danyuan coming out of the house.
"They are all locked up. Has the queen given birth..." As she spoke, she fell silent.
Damn it, what is Feng Danyuan doing? This body of God blocks the killing gods, and the Buddha blocks the evil aura of killing Buddhas. It’s so scary.
Feng Danyuan glanced at the imperial doctors: "Take care of the Queen and Princess Chen. Kang Chuwu, take your firearms team and follow me."
"Oh, okay." Kang Chuwu immediately became King Chen's little tail.
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When Wei Zi woke up, it was already sunset.
"What happened to the Queen and the child?" She suddenly woke up and blurted out when she saw Feng Shuang.
"The empress was looked after by Imperial Physicians Wu and Lin. She woke up once in the afternoon, ate something and fell asleep again. Physician Wu said that apart from her physical weakness, everything was fine. The little prince was being fed by a wet nurse and was doing well too." Feng Shuang
While dressing and grooming Wei Zi, he talked about it in detail.
The room was a little stuffy, so she asked Wei Zi: "Princess, do you want to open the window for some fresh air?"
"Okay." Wei Zi replied absentmindedly. She had not yet recovered from a series of events last night, and her memory was broken after she performed the operation on the queen.
It seems that Feng Danyuan is back...
But she wasn't sure. Everything was too chaotic last night, and her head still hurt a little. Maybe she missed him too much, so that illusory fragments appeared.
Feng Shuang opened the window, and in an instant, the gorgeous sunset fell into the eyes, and the refreshing evening breeze, carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants, came oncoming, refreshing the heart and mind.
Wei Zi, supported by Feng Shuang, slowly walked to the window and saw the setting sun shining brightly on the flowers and plants in the courtyard.
Weiyang Palace, which was like a Shura field last night, seemed to be just an astonishing dream.
Really, is it just a dream?
In a daze, a tall and tall figure of snow-green color appeared at the entrance of the palace.
As if there was a connection between them, the man also looked towards Wei Zi.
A pair of peach blossom eyes, after seeing the person by the window, the coldness in the eyes instantly turned into spring water, rippling with the waves.
And the person reflected in the waves is the brightest full moon.
He strode into Weiyang Palace and pushed open the door.
Feng Shuang saluted him: "Master, I'm going to bring dinner to the princess. Do you want to come with me?"
"good."
Feng Shuang withdrew with a wink.
Wei Zi was stunned for a long time, and finally confirmed: Feng Danyuan is really back.
"I thought it was a dream, but it turns out it's not a dream..." She murmured in a low voice, her nose sore again.
She remembered that when she saw him last night, she wanted to cry, but in that situation, she really didn't have time and couldn't waste energy crying.
When Feng Danyuan saw Wei's purple-red eyes, his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and it hurt sharply.
He stepped forward and carefully hugged her into his arms, and said softly: "It's not a dream. I'm back. You can cry if you want. No one will see."
Wei Zi hugged his waist and sobbed wildly in his arms.
Tears fell on his clothes, as if they were being hit on his heart, punch after punch, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
