She didn't know why, but when she was taking care of Feng Lichen, she actually thought about other women's children.
It seemed that ever since I heard his voice, it was hard to forget.
No, she couldn't continue thinking about it.
Otherwise it would be too unfair to Xin Rou Jin'er...
"Lan'er, let's wait until he wakes up to tell us everything."
He turned his gaze to the man on the bed, frowned slightly, and his tone was a little helpless.
"Now, Brother Ling, let's go first."
Lan Lan glanced at the man next to her and said.
She couldn't stay any longer.
Feng Lichen must be revived first.
"good."
Feng Ling nodded slightly. His people were almost there. This time, even at the risk of offending the Western Dynasty, he must take his son away.
Shen Mansion.
The quiet courtyard suddenly became lively.
Countless guards broke in from outside Shen's mansion and walked into the courtyard.
King Ling also came forward with his people and blocked the door, making it impossible to get through.
With a sneer on his face, he looked at Feng Ling and his wife in front: "It seems that you still don't understand what I said before. I said that if you want to stay, I have no objection, but you can't Take him away!"
Lan Lan felt a surge of anger in her heart: "He is my son. As a mother, why can't I take my child away?"
"Because if he leaves, no one in the world can save him!"
Prince Ling's tone was firm and expressionless, with an unquestionable decision.
Lan Lan had sarcasm on her face.
These people said that since Chen'er was taken away, no one could save him?
ridiculous!
If he really stayed, it would be Chen'er's death.
"What if we have to leave today?"
Feng Ling's face also darkened and she asked coldly.
Prince Ling held the long sword in his hand: "If you insist on leaving, you can only step over my corpse today!"
Feng Ling's face was ugly, and he still didn't understand why King Ling insisted on keeping Chen'er.
But no matter what reasons he has, today, he can only fight to the end!
"Then I will try today to see if we can leave!"
…
In a dream.
Large bed with purple pattern carving.
Shen Qingluan sat at the head of the bed, accompanying Feng Lichen on the bed. Her eyes were filled with sadness and grief, but she never left even half a step away.
"Ahem!"
Maybe the person on the bed really ran out of oil, and he was so weak that he couldn't even cough.
It seems that the next moment, he will disappear from this world.
"Your Majesty."
There were tears in Ye Luo's eyes, and she gently held Feng Lichen's hand: "Just wait, I hired a miracle doctor this time. She is already on the way. She will probably arrive soon. The miracle doctor is Qing Xiao." The queen of the country is Jian Yue, and her subordinates lobbied for a long time before asking her to be moved."
The queen of Qingxiao Kingdom?
Shen Qingluan was stunned. She didn't know what was going on. She always felt that the name Jian Yue was very familiar.
I seem to have heard it somewhere...
But why can't she remember it?
What on earth has she forgotten?
Shen Qingluan rubbed his painful temples and frowned tightly, but he still couldn't bear to look away from Feng Lichen's body.
Her eyes, and even her whole heart, had fallen on him.
Ahem!
Feng Lichen coughed even more violently.
He was coughing up blood more and more frequently in the past few days than before, and he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to respond to Ye Luo.
Shen Qingluan felt a little sad looking at Feng Lichen like this.
The eye sockets were slightly red from the sourness.
He should have been so magnificent and radiant, and he should not have been like an old man who had run out of oil lamps, lying in bed unable to move.
And the older he gets, the more stubborn he becomes. Because he can no longer get out of bed and needs someone to wipe him every day, he refuses to let the maid enter his room even if he lives. All these things can only be done by Ye Luo.
Shen Qingluan stretched out her hand, gently brushed his eyebrows, and lowered her lips to his.
Tears dripped from the corners of his eyes and splashed on Feng Lichen's face.
Feng Lichen slowly opened his eyes and finally said the first words he had spoken in these days.
"Ye...Luo, it seems like it's raining..."
His spirits suddenly improved and his eyes turned to Ye Luo.
"Look, it's really raining... If Luan'er is outside, will she get caught in the rain? I'm going to hold an umbrella for her..."
Ye Luo's eyes were red. He pressed Feng Lichen's body onto the bed and did not let him move.
"Don't worry, my lord, the princess's grave is guarded, and they will hold an umbrella for her."
Feng Lichen coughed and struggled to get up.
"No, I will personally hold an umbrella for her. What if she runs around and gets caught in the rain?"
Ye Luo's eyes became even more sour, and he tried his best to hold back the tears.
"My lord, no, they won't let the princess get exposed to the rain, and...it's not raining either. You see, the weather outside is very good."
Feng Lichen's eyes turned to the window.
The sky is clear outside and it doesn't look like it has rained.
But just now...it was obviously raining...
"Ye Luo, if I had found her earlier, would she have been able to accompany me until I grow old? Would she and Ah Jin not have to die?"
"Your Majesty..."
"Ye Luo, give me new clothes and help me dress up. Look, if Luan'er sees me like this, she will definitely be disgusted."
Feng Lichen looked at Ye Luo with a smile.
His prince's smile was beautiful, but now that his smile fell into Ye Luo's eyes, it was like a sword, piercing his heart.
The prince has been lying down for several days. He doesn't even have the strength to respond to him, let alone speak.
What he looks like now is like a flashback.
He didn't dare to say it, so he could only agree: "Your Majesty, the princess will not dislike you. You have stayed with her for her, and she will definitely know it."
Feng Lichen shook his head: "It was my useless king who caused her tragic death. I will go to her later to apologize. If, if there is an afterlife -"
His eyes looked towards the clear sky again.
"I must find her sooner!"
Shen Qingluan wanted to hold Feng Lichen's hand, but her hand was transparent and could only pass through his palm.
So, she gently placed her hand on the back of his hand.
She really wanted to tell Feng Lichen that in the next life, he would definitely find her in advance.
He protected her very well, no matter how many fights they had, he always protected her in front of outsiders.
etc.
Afterlife?
It seemed that some memory passed through Shen Qingluan's mind, gradually dispelling the haze in her mind.
"Mom, wake up quickly, wuwu, there are many people coming to snatch Uncle Chen Wang, and Brother Ajin has gone somewhere. Ning'er is so scared, wuwu..."
"Mom, didn't you say you would protect Ning'er? Ning'er is really scared. They took Uncle Chen Wang away. Will Uncle Chen Wang die?"