Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Qiu Fu came back from the kitchen with medicine and felt embarrassed when she saw the princess was already asleep.

I finally got a good night's sleep after so many days. If I woke up, I would feel so uncomfortable.

But if they didn't call, their princess would continue to cough even in her dreams and would not sleep well at all.

When I heard that His Majesty was coming, I quickly put the bowl on the table.

Kneel down.

"How is An Ning?"

Without waiting for her to answer, the bright yellow figure walked past her and came to the bed.

The man in black stood still at the door without moving.

Men and women should be very careful. Listening to the constant coughing, Emperor Wang didn't bother to say anything to Qi Yu.

Sit down carefully on the edge of the bed.

The man was lying there, breathing rapidly, probably because he was coughing so hard, his whole body was lying on his side with his back hunched.

How could he sleep with such violent coughing? But his eyes were tightly closed and he showed no intention of opening them.

Wangdi frowned, tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and said softly: "An Ning?"

“Cough cough cough cough… cough cough cough…”

The slender hands moved from the chest to the neck tightly.

"Where's the imperial physician? Call Lin Ping over here!"

"Yes!"

"Did An Ning take medicine today?"

"It's not too late yet."

Qiu Fu hurried forward with the medicine, her eyes red, "The princess lay down as soon as she came back, and she started coughing badly after she came back."

The cold air is accumulating outside, and it will burst out completely when the temperature rises.

Qi Yu just stood there, steady and composed, with no intention of getting closer.

When I looked at the person who was still coughing, I could roughly find the reason.

Just as he was about to look away, he paused slightly.

I saw her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and a pair of beautiful eyes opened, with mist hanging in the eyes, as if it would not fall off.

Her bright and delicate appearance was weakened, and she looked a little aggrieved in her hazy look, so pitiful.

"Ahem...Uncle..."

"You are going to scare your uncle to death."

Wang Di took a pillow and put it under her back, and asked Qiu Fu to help her up.

Yan He was half lying down, exhausted from coughing and had no strength left.

My eyelids were drooping and it was difficult to move.

I was so sleepy, but I was too uncomfortable to fall asleep.

With his hands hanging at his sides and tears in his eyes, the first thing he said was: "I'm sorry."

"Why don't you move to the palace? Your uncle can visit you more often."

"not good."

"Why is it bad?"

"..."

The pale-faced man smiled softly, lowered his eyes and did not say anything else.

Having watched his daughter grow up since she was young, Yan Hong entrusted his sick daughter to him when he went to war.

When your only relative is not around and is sick, you naturally have to spend more time on him.

This girl is much closer to me than the other girls in the palace.

How could Wang Di not know what he was thinking?

I feel sad and helpless.

"Drink the medicine first."

Yan He took it, frowned and drank it obediently. When Wang Di spoke, he turned his head casually and looked towards the door.

His eyes fell on the handsome man, and he resisted the itch that was rising again: "Who is that?"

"Qi Yu, the general who captured ten cities for Dali."

"General?"

Several eyes turned towards him, but Qi Yu did not move and bowed slightly: "Greetings, Princess."

He looked extremely polite, and his build was a bit more muscular than the average man, but from his appearance, some people would believe that he was just a tall scholar.

Yan He looked at it openly and nodded.

Then I heard Wang Di say: "Qi Yu knows a great doctor. When he comes, your illness will be cured."

"is it?"

"Of course. If you don't believe me, ask him."

"..."

When Qi Yu was in the imperial study, he did agree perfunctorily at first and was not really prepared to call anyone over.

I didn't expect that His Majesty would do this directly.

Now, when he looked at him with those tired eyes, it seemed as if he was just trying to deal with His Majesty.

There was no surprise or hope at all.

My heart suddenly stagnated for some reason. "Yes, I will write a letter and have someone come back."

The beauty chuckled, clearly without any emotion: "Then I'll trouble you, General Qi."

After saying that, he started coughing again.

His eyelids had drooped and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Wang Di stood up and made way for Qiu Fu to serve her while she rested, then he walked out quietly.

The weather outside was chilly, but it was quite warm under the sun. Emperor Wang squinted his eyes and looked up.

Listening to the constant coughing coming from the room, I took a deep breath.

"You have seen An Ning's condition. She is alone now and suffering so much. I am not happy about this either. I hope you can understand me."

No matter what means are used, since Qi Yu has agreed, he will never go back on his word.

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

The last time Yan He experienced this kind of pain was in the world of the violinist. That world was painful but not fatal.

But this world feels like it’s on the verge of death, which is very bad.

When I cough, it feels like all my internal organs are about to come out.

Just like now.

She lay on the edge of the bed and coughed for a long time, even her stomach ached. She moved the mermaid silk in her hand away and Qiu Fu suddenly screamed.

The man beside him was so anxious that he said, "Princess, blood, you are coughing up blood."

Yan He lowered his eyes and glanced at her, then rolled up the handkerchief, wrapped the bright red, and handed it to her.

"Nothing, don't worry."

The lips that were originally bloodless now have a little more color.

How could Qiu Fu not be worried? She even cried out of anxiety.

The two people outside the door heard the sound and turned back subconsciously. At this time, the imperial physician also arrived.

Wang Di walked around the room and said, "Go check on An Ning, why is he vomiting blood again?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Lin Ping wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, put a handkerchief around the delicate wrist, and felt the pulse with his fingertips.

Then I started sweating even more.

Very weak.

Like a candle struggling in the wind, it may go out at any time.

"how?"

"...Your Majesty, I will prescribe another prescription for the princess." How could he dare to tell the truth? This would cost him his life. After thinking it over, he said, "From now on, you must take it with every meal. Do not allow the cold air to enter your body, otherwise the princess's body may not be able to hold on."

The people in the room looked solemn, but the patient lying there was relatively calm.

It seems that I already knew what the result would be, so I accepted it calmly regardless of whether it was good or bad.

There will be no hope, and no disappointment.

"Uncle, I'm sleepy."

"Okay, then have a good sleep. If you feel uncomfortable, ask the servants to find Lin Ping."

"Ah."

Only then did Wang Di walk out, looking back every few steps.

When the door closed, Qi Yu couldn't help but turn around and look inside.

The sickly beauty lay there, quiet and still when she wasn't coughing, and even her breathing was very light.

So fragile that it seems like it could disappear in an instant.