Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

"Your Majesty, the girl fainted because her pulse was swollen and soft due to long-term emotional depression and mental stimulation."

Beitang Shu was wearing a long robe and looked heavy: "When will I wake up?"

The old imperial doctor was not sure either. The girl was obviously too stimulated and could not wake up for a while.

After deliberation, he said: "Observe for a day first. If you don't wake up for a day, I will give you acupuncture."

"Go back."

"Old minister, please retire."

Qingluan sent the old imperial doctor away and arranged for his servants to carry the coffin out of the room.

After returning, Beitang ordered Qingluan to unlock the iron chain and throw it away.

The sky outside the temple was glowing with a faint gray, the morning light gradually dimmed the night, and the distant mountain peaks were slightly bright.

It's almost dawn.

Qingluan had never taken the initiative to speak. She would not suggest to the master whether he should rest like other maids when they were serving others. Looking at the man's frown, she stood aside silently.

In fact, she knows that her master cares about Miss Yan. Otherwise, given his character, Miss Yan would not be able to survive until now.

However, based on her understanding of Miss Yan, I am afraid that His Majesty and Miss Yan will not have a satisfactory outcome. The two of them were wrong at the beginning, how could they end up in the end.

Qingluan waited quietly, keeping all his thoughts in his stomach.

The light blue sky was completely illuminated, and the early morning sunlight was brilliant, illuminating every brick and tile in the palace.

Beitang Shuli always sat beside the bed.

His eyes fell on her fair and delicate face. The woman's eyes were tightly closed, she had lost all aggressiveness, and her lips were visibly light in color.

Only a few hours had passed, but he felt that the time was so long.

He didn't expect her to faint.

It won't be like this anymore.

He put his hand under the quilt and held her hand.

He originally thought that this was just a minor coma, and that he would just have to make a big fuss when she woke up, and he could take it no matter how much she scolded him, but until sunset, the comatose person showed no sign of waking up.

Beitangshu suddenly felt something was wrong and ordered Qingluan to call the army doctor over again.

It was rare for him to feel anxious, and he could truly feel the torment of being put on the oil pan.

Why was she vomiting blood and comatose longer this time than before?

Beitang Shu was pacing in the room. When the old imperial doctor appeared, he said coldly: "Quick! I want to see her wake up!"

"Yes, yes." The old imperial doctor immediately stepped forward, first checked her pulse, and then opened her eyelids to take a look.

The eyes floated from side to side, and the pupils shrank due to the light.

The old imperial doctor immediately prepared to give the injection.

The thin and long needles were inserted into her acupuncture points one by one.

Beitang Shu didn't dare to take his eyes away from her. At this moment, his mind was filled with scenes from many years ago.

The scattered pieces of meat from the yellow dog that accompanied him actually overlapped with the fragile woman in front of him.

There was a burst of sourness in his heart. He could not accept that something happened to her, and he would not allow anything to happen to her.

He regretted it.

She shouldn't have done that, she already had nothing, why would he use the ghosts of her family to humiliate her?

Beitang walked uneasily back and forth in the hall, looking at the bed from time to time, waiting for news there.

He couldn't even threaten the imperial doctor, for fear that it would come true at this moment.

It's daylight.

Beitang Shu didn't close his eyes all night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. As the waiting time lengthened, the nervousness and anxiety in his heart turned into self-blame and regret.

It wasn't until now that he realized that without realizing it, he couldn't live without her.

She was not a pet at all, she was someone who stayed by his side. Even if she carried deep hatred, she would still say a few words of comfort when he was disturbed by nightmares at midnight.

What he lusted after was her sincere and pure heart beneath her bright appearance.

Suddenly, a faint cough came from the hospital bed.

Beitang Shu's heart trembled and he strode to the bed, "Yan'er."

Her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes opened a slit, and her chapped lips opened and closed slightly: "...water."

Qingluan wanted to pour water, but she didn't expect that His Majesty would take the lead.

Beitangshu's hands were trembling a little. He poured half a glass of water over, and the old imperial doctor quickly took it: "Come here, old minister."

The old doctor was afraid that His Majesty, who had never served anyone before, would accidentally choke the girl who had just woken up, so he personally held her head up and fed her water just a few drops.

After feeding her with water, the old imperial doctor took out the needles from Miss Yan's body and checked whether there was any bleeding on her skin.

"Girl, let's drink some porridge today. Gradually increase your diet and eat more vegetables and dried fruits."

Beitangshu breathed a long sigh of relief, "Do you need a prescription?"

"No, just wake up and you'll be fine. Just eat and rest. The girl can't be stimulated anymore these days."

Beitang Shu nodded.

After the imperial doctor left, Qingluan also went to guard outside the hall, leaving only the two of them in the hall.

Beitang Shu sat next to the bed, holding the edge of the bed with one hand, and bent down to get closer to her, "I admit my mistake to you, and I won't embarrass you like that in the future."

As if she heard a joke, she raised the corners of her lips slightly and tilted her head to the side.

Compared to her angry curses, such indifferent demeanor made Beitang Shu feel even more uncomfortable.

"Tell me, what compensation do you want?" Beitang Shu coaxed softly.

A look of sarcasm appeared on her pretty face: "I want to bring my loved ones back to life, can you do it? If you can't, get out."

Beitang Shu fell silent, and after a while he said, "Guhui will arrange for them to be buried safely in the imperial mausoleum."

"Oh."

It is rare for Beitang to have such patience, and her indifference will exhaust it bit by bit.

A stern expression appeared on his brows, "Okay, it doesn't matter, Gu Ke will still lock you for a lifetime, and you don't want to go anywhere."

She closed her eyes and didn't even want to listen to him anymore.

Beitang Shu felt like he was punched on cotton. He didn't want to see her like this.

Don't treat him with such a cold attitude.

"Yan'er." He held her hand, fearing that she would run away. He always felt that he could not catch her, even if he had such great power, he could not keep her.

He was defeated and lowered his attitude: "Yan'er, don't you want to assassinate me? Yes, as long as you want to play this assassination drama, I can stay with you until the day you succeed. I just hope you don't If you want to leave, don’t think about seeking death, okay?”

She slowly opened her eyes.

Beitang Shu felt happy when he saw her willingness to communicate, but before he could be happy, he heard her say——

"I'm tired and I don't want to play anymore."

She has no interest in spending time with him.

Beitang Shu stared at her with his deep eyes for a long time, a feeling of loss flashed in his eyes.

His lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, "You have a good rest."

He got up and left the dormitory.

After a while, Qingluan brought several new clothes. Each piece of clothes was complete and not a separate style.

He seemed to be trying to make amends, clumsily trying to return everything to normal, but it was already too late.

In the next few days, besides being busy with official duties, Beitang Shu would come to see her in his free time.

If she didn't speak to him, he would stay silent, sometimes reading, sometimes playing chess with himself.

This once aloof and cruel emperor had lost his temper. Only now did he realize that he was the real loser.

……

"Girl, the small kitchen made lotus seed soup today." Ayuan came over with a tray.

In order to appease Qi Yan's mood, Beitangshu specially arranged for Ayuan to come back.

Qi Yan was sitting on a chair embroidering. She was also bored and found something to do, but Beitang Shu was even more bored. He asked the small kitchen to cook different kinds of food for her every day.

She shook her head: "I'm not hungry."

It wasn't that she was pretending, but she really didn't want to eat anything.

Ah Yuan passed the tray forward, "Just... um..."

Seeing Ayuan's stuttering expression, Qi Yan glanced at the lotus seed soup. A corner of the paper was exposed under the soup bowl.

If Ah Yuan wanted to say something to her, there was no need to be so secretive.

Could it be... Xiao Tingyan?