Emperor will kill

Chapter 186 Burial, I miss the Zhang family

Chapter 186 Burial, I want to go home
Feng Shizan stood at the door and glanced at the things on the table.

Fish soup, white jade soup, and milky crab are all her favorites on weekdays, but now she doesn't take a bite.It would be fine if she went on a hunger strike alone, but the most important thing was that she was holding the fetus with her.

Feng Shizan only felt the veins in his forehead beating unceasingly, "chug-chug", the pain made his eyes red with blood.

If you don't think about it for yourself, you should also think about it for the fetus.

The bed was covered by a red veil, he stepped forward and pulled it away, only to see that the bedding was arched together, trembling uncontrollably.The blood in his eyes jumped suddenly, and he quickly raised his hand to tear off the quilt.

A pair of big eyes stared at him like water.Feng Shizun handed her his hand, trying to suppress his voice.

"Xi'er, come out."

The little girl shrank at the foot of the bed, staring at him pitifully, unwilling to move at all.

"I want to go home."

In a word, the blood in his eyes twitched violently.

But in the next second, her pitiful appearance came into view.

His eyes were red and swollen, his face was extremely ugly, and his face was flushed.

There was no trace of his usual arrogance.

The ferocity in his eyes was only a little less, and he tore off the entire quilt from her body, wiped it, and it was all soaked.

He immediately threw it aside, grabbed her wrist and pulled her up, then wrapped the quilt next to her around her body, and raised his hand to touch her forehead.

Probably because his fingers were too cold, the moment his fingers touched the little girl's forehead, she immediately shrank back with a soft cry.

Feng Shizan had expected it a long time ago, and immediately grabbed her wrist to prevent her from moving, imprisoned her in his arms with his backhand, hugged her through the quilt, and touched her forehead.

Amazingly hot.

The little girl didn't eat all day, she probably slept all day.As for the medicine, it is even more impossible to drink it down.

The color in his eyes was dark and familiar, and he reached into the quilt and touched it.

The bellyband was completely soaked, and the palms were covered with sweat.

sweating.

She is usually in excellent health and rarely suffers from such a cold.After staying by his side for nearly 20 years, the coldness in his eyes only happened twice.

The last time it was probably because of a spleen and stomach infection, I vomited whatever I ate, I had a headache and wanted to hit the wall all the time, and I couldn't pull it off.

He brought back all kinds of soups and medicines to feed him, and after a full month of feeding, he was completely healed.

But the final result is not optimistic. I lost a whole circle of weight, and I can see clearly in the eye sockets.

The group of female servants said that there was some movement in the morning dream, and then they went on a hunger strike.She doesn't want to eat anything.

No wonder she didn't want to eat it.

Feeling distressed was greater than anger after all, he picked up the bowl.

She had to eat, she couldn't do without, her body couldn't bear it.

Feng Shizan picked up the fish porridge that was just delivered next to him, scooped up a spoonful and delivered it to her mouth, coaxing softly:

"Have a meal."

The little girl shrank back desperately, not knowing whether it was because of fear or nervousness, but when she was held in his arms, she trembled even more.

It's not like her.

If she was held in his arms like this on weekdays, she would be quiet and obedient, like a cat with its fur straightened out, and let him hold her.

Feng Shizun was suspicious, but he was also eager to let her eat, and didn't care about other things.

Seeing the spoon being delivered to her mouth, she was still reluctant to open her mouth, so he immediately clamped her neck with one hand, and poured the spoon directly into her mouth with the other.

Immediately, Chen Xiangxi was choked until tears filled the corners of his eyes.

"cough cough"

But the food that was forced to be fed has already been swallowed, so it is naturally impossible to spit it out again.

She coughed slightly, took a sip of the fish soup that was brought to her mouth, and gasped for air.

Feng Shizan continued: "Eat."

But the second sip was unwilling to down anyway.

Yesterday he was obediently obedient, but now his claws have begun to show, Feng Shizun only feels a headache.

The body of the person in his arms was still astonishingly hot, he tried his best to suppress his voice.

"Eat this bowl before going to sleep."

Chen Xiangxi just said pitifully, "I want to go home."

Feng Shizun directly interrupted her words.

"No."

She tugged on his sleeve and moaned.

"I don't want to stay here"

"No."

The person in his arms finally stopped making a sound, but also suddenly leaned back and fell into his arms.

Feng Shibu was in a hurry, and put the bowl on the table.

"Hee'er?"

He patted her on the back lightly.

The man in his arms closed his eyes, humming and chirping.

"Um"

Feng Shizun was so frightened that he hurriedly patted her face.

"Hee'er?!"

He said anxiously:

"Hee'er!"

His forehead got hotter.

How could it burn again? !

Feng Shibu was in a hurry, and hugged her tightly in his arms, "Xi'er!"

After a while.

The imperial physician felt the pulse, took a step back and knelt down in front of him.

"Your Majesty, this is caused by the wind and cold, and it should be the result of the empress's ability being backlashed by the Shenshang curse."

Feng Shizun hugged the person in his arms, his voice was cold and sullen.

"After taking so many medicines, how come there is no improvement at all?"

There are three earthen jars on the side table.

The little girl hadn't eaten all day, and the light medicine was poured into three earthen pots, but the fever showed no signs of abating.

Several imperial physicians turned pale with fright and looked at each other, none of them were willing to speak again.

"This"

"Perhaps the emperor's hostility was so strong that it infected the empress. The wind and cold had subsided this afternoon, but the high fever persisted after the emperor came. The old minister suspects that it may be the reason of the emperor."

Feng Shizun's pupils shrank suddenly.

How can it be? !
"The body of the ghost way, the hostility around the body is too heavy, even ordinary people like us can feel the chill in front of the emperor, let alone the empress who is so weak and frail?"

"It's too cold at night, the empress is already having a hard time, so I ask the emperor to avoid it for a while."

This is her first time.
This was the first time she had suffered from typhoid fever, and he couldn't stay by her side.

This was the first time she felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't stay by her side with her.

This is the second time that he feels that she is so far away from him.

Obviously close at hand, but you can't get close at all, you can only wait and see from afar.

For a moment, it seemed to be back to the time when he just walked out from the cliff.

Standing outside the window outside the palace, watching her from a distance through the window, watching her every move, watching her reading and playing the piano in the room.

Obviously that person is right in front of him, but he has no ability to take her away and keep her by his side.

All he could do was watch her go, helplessly.

Shen Tinglan, who rushed over after hearing the news, walked slowly behind him, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's late at night and the sun is out. Please go back to the palace to rest earlier."

Feng Shizan didn't intend to leave at all, and still stared at the palace.

"She is like this, how can I sleep? How can I leave?"

I just wish I couldn't tell her to bear half of the pain, and I can only watch her suffer.

The imperial physician next to him kept winking at him, Shen Tinglan looked back and gestured in the direction of Feng Shizan.

Those people immediately turned pale with fright, and shook their heads again and again. In the end, Shen Tinglan had no choice but to continue:

"Your Majesty, is that really the Merchant Curse?"

"The humble official thinks that the emperor has always cared about his empress. Can the emperor find a way to undo this curse?"

"There is no cure for the Shenshang Curse, but I don't know what the final result will be."

Shen Tinglan held her breath suddenly, and answered in a deep voice.

"One dead body and two dead."

Sure enough, the person in front of him turned around and stared at him with cold eyes.

Both the fetus and her will die, and neither will survive.

He is mobilizing the reverse scale of the person in front of him.

But when thinking of what Chen Xiangxi was suffering now, Shen Tinglan endured the fear in his heart.

"But Yongyao Kingdom has the golden dragon's breath after all. If she is bathed in the radiance of the golden dragon's breath, she can greatly slow down the backlash of the Chanshang curse, and maybe the empress's last chance of survival."

As he spoke, he cupped his hands.

"Even if the final life is in danger, the fetus in the womb can be born anyway."

Feng Shizun was sullen, but he didn't speak.

They said he had expected it.

After the Shenshang mantra appeared, he immediately sent people from Hanlin Academy to check the books.

He looked through all kinds of ancient books, and presented all the records about the Canshang Mantra, and he read them one by one.

The ferocity of this spell has been clearly described in the book, and he also knows that there is no cure.

It's just this mantra
Shen Tinglan suggested slowly.

"Furthermore, Fenghuang Fanyi from Yongyao Kingdom has already arrived at the outskirts of the city. We have just experienced a war, and we have no ability to fight a second one. Why don't we take the opportunity to let her go and be a favor."

(End of this chapter)

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