The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 202 The Abused Princess (52)

At that time, Xiao Chen was having dinner in the Empress Dowager's Palace, and ignored the hint that the Empress Dowager wanted to go to the prison to visit the rebels.

Although the traitor has been with the Queen Mother for many years and has won the Queen Mother's reliance, that daring bastard actually dares to participate in the conspiracy!
If it wasn't for the empress dowager's pleading, the dog's head would have hung above the city gate long ago.

A rebel deserves a visit from the empress dowager?
ridiculous.

The palace official came to report that Fusang had a dispute with Concubine Shu in the Imperial Garden, and suddenly had a seizure for some reason, and injured himself all over, and is currently being carried back to Feishuang Palace.

epilepsy?

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, dropped his chopsticks, ignored the chattering queen mother, got up and left.

When he stepped into Feishuang Hall, he happened to catch up with Fusang being carried back.

All the palace people tremblingly, lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

Sheng Lianshu was also surprised when he saw Fusang standing up and coming back sideways. Seeing that she looked dazed and embarrassed, he subconsciously believed that she had an argument with Concubine Shu.

"Hurry up and tell the doctor!"

Everyone placed Fusang on the Longtan in the bedroom, and seeing Xiao Chen following closely behind, they knelt down in panic.

But Xiao Chen didn't lose his temper as they thought, he waved his hands to push everyone back, he stood before the collapse, there was no movement in his dark eyes.

She was like a small fish, leaving the lake she depended on for survival, and the strong sense of suffocation oppressed every nerve of her.

She desperately scratched around her neck, her fingertips were dripping with blood, but she didn't seem to feel any pain, it seemed that only by scratching her neck could she regain oxygen.

She looked miserable and pathetic.

Xiao Chen just watched Fusang writhing and struggling on the bed indifferently, a trace of indiscernible appreciation even overflowed from the depths of his eyes.

The image of the first time I met her appeared in my mind, she was dressed in a beautiful dress, she was as gorgeous as a peach and plum, she looked so unattainable.

But now, the high sun has been pulled into the mud by his own hands.

Xiao Chen's figure standing at the head of the bed was reflected in his misty eyes, but Fusang could no longer recognize who that person was, but instinctively stretched out his hand to grab something.

"I...I'm in so much pain...help me..."

Xiao Chen's expression was cold, his eyes were getting weirder and weirder, and his beautiful lips slowly curved.

He raised his hand, tightly grasped the hand that Fusang extended to him, and sat on the edge of the bed, hugging the unconscious Fusang into his arms.

Fusang smelled the familiar ambergris in a daze, and her vague consciousness seemed to have a small opening suddenly. She remembered something, and reached for Xiao Chen's chest with trembling hands, pulling at his clothes.

Under the leadership of Sheng Lianshu, the imperial physician walked into the bedroom. Before he came, he guessed that the sick woman might be that empress again.

But when he saw Fusang covered in bloodstains and looking extremely embarrassed, even though he had been prepared, he was still shocked.

Why is this more tragic than the last time!

Sighing secretly, the imperial physician opened the medicine box to take gauze ointment.

Xiao Chen grabbed Fusang's hand that was pulling his clothes, saw that the fingertips in front of him were bloody and his fingernails were turned up, a hint of distress appeared in his eyes, and he pressed her firmly in his arms with all his strength. inside.

"Be obedient, take the medicine first."

But at this time, Fusang's mind was in a state of chaos, and she still couldn't listen to anything. She just wanted to get what she wanted quickly.

She writhed and cried, "I want...give it to me! I'm dying! I'm sick! I'm hurting!"

Fusang struggled so hard that Xiao Chen almost didn't hold her down.

"Be good, and I'll give you what I'm obedient."

"No, you're a villain! I won't listen to you!"

Fusang struggled, kicking and kicking helplessly with his legs.

She cried miserably, her face covered with tears.

Her resistance was so fierce that the imperial doctor couldn't do anything, and was sweating anxiously while holding the ointment.

In the end, with the assistance of a group of palace servants, she managed to bandage her fingers and the wound on her body.

Seeing that Fusang was in a state of confusion, crying and fussing, the imperial physician couldn't help but said, "Your Majesty, ask me to take your mother's pulse..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chen looked at him coldly, his eyes were like ice in December, bitingly cold.

"Talk out, get out!"

As if the eyes were quenching poison, the doctor's breath was stagnant, and he broke into a cold sweat. He didn't dare to say another word, and he rolled out of the Feishuang Palace in a crawl.

(End of this chapter)