Dongyang herself was afraid to death, but as soon as she saw Feng Qian's tearful eyes, she boldly said: "Your Majesty, mother, she ...... Now it seems that I am afraid of people approaching, why don't you leave for a while and see if Niang Niang will stop, okay? ”

The master is afraid of anyone, and no one will be allowed to approach.

Maybe the emperor's method will be useful, and the master won't cry or scream after a long time, but she really can't bear to look at it anymore.

The master's voice is already hoarse, and he really can't go on like this.

Jun Moying's body stiffened because of Dongyang's words, yes, how could he not see it, she was afraid of him, and she resisted him.

But he just doesn't believe in evil, so he has to stay by her side, even if her tears are overflowing.

It's that he's not good.

Jun Moying breathed sluggishly and took a deep breath, "Shallow, don't cry." Shall I go? He finally slowly let go of the man in his arms and took a few steps back.

Dongyang watched the man on the bed curl up tighter, and the posture almost pressed himself behind the wall.

The crying finally faded down.

Dongyang's heart twitched and hurt, "Don't be afraid, Niangniang, the slave is Dongyang." She tentatively moved forward slowly, choked her throat and said, "Don't be afraid of the slave maid, let the slave and maid wipe it for you, okay?" ”

It can be seen that Feng Qian is still afraid.

Perhaps the only difference is that her resistance to Dongyang is not as obvious as that of Jun Moying - at least she doesn't scream when Dongyang passes, she just stares with a wary face, her eyes unblinking.

A similar scene made Dongyang think of the way the master woke up after blocking the sword for the emperor, and it seemed that he was a little scared, but the master at that time was just nervous instinctively without memory, and now ......

She even doubted that her master would be able to speak.

Finally, when the silk silk in her hand touched Feng Qian's face, Feng Qian didn't make a sound.

Dongyang breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was happy and worried. The good thing is that the master is finally not so resistant to everyone, otherwise how would they be close to him? The worry is that the master accepted her but resisted the emperor, how sad should the emperor be?

Jun Moying closed his eyes, "Dongyang, take care of your master, I'll come back later." The child will let the nurse watch. ”

He turned, waved to the doctors, and walked out with the room full of people.

When he arrived at the outer hall, the expression on his face suddenly turned cold.

"Who swore to me last night that it was okay? Is it okay now? Jun Moying sneered, "Do you have to cut off your heads to be considered something?" ”

"Wechen don't dare! Wechen is guilty! Suddenly, there was a large kneeling down at the bottom.

"I don't want to listen to you now, what is going on?"

Yuan Zheng shuddered for a while, but there was no way, the emperor's eyes fell on him again, so he had to reply stiffly: "Back to the emperor, the body of the concubine is indeed fine, and the ministers did not find any illness when they took the pulse, so Weichen speculated......"

He paused, and then said: "Wei Chen speculates that the reason why Concubine Qiangui is like this is because the blood stasis of the amnesia of the last head bump has not dissipated, and now she has inhaled an overdose of oxytocic drugs to induce the onset of symptoms, which finally leads to the nerves in her brain...... Disorder. ”

"So, it's because of the oxytocic pill?"

The emperor lightly opened his thin lips and paused word by word.

There was obviously no expression on his face, but he insisted that the emperor was trying his best to restrain himself so that his anger was not exposed.

Someone seems to be doomed.

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I'm my father, what's the hurry. There is no such smooth sailing love, and after ups and downs, you will know how to cherish it more. [Visually, a large pile of spit is approaching me......]

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