Good...... Pain!

It hurts!

Even if his mind was still in the darkness and he was not awake at all, but the pain had already arrived first, Nanyan couldn't help frowning, and muttered, "It hurts......"

Subconsciously reach out to grab something.

At this moment, a hand reached over, forced, but very gently, grabbed her wrist and put it aside.

Nanyan was still uncomfortable, constantly shaking his head and muttering.

"It hurts......"

“……”

"It hurts......"

Listening to her whispering, Zhu Feng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, had a blue face as if he had been punched, he gritted his teeth, took his eyes away from his wrinkled little face, and looked at the imperial doctor standing in the room, as well as Lang Zhong of the palace.

"You, you, can't you make her feel better?!"

"The emperor forgives his sins!"

The men fell to their knees in fright.

The imperial doctor said with a bitter face: "Wei Chen and the others have already taken the best plaster for the female officer. ”

Zhu Feng let out a deep breath, and then said, "Useless things." ”

“……”

"Get out!"

When a group of people received amnesty, they all bowed their heads and thanked them, and then they withdrew.

Zhu Feng turned his head again, looking at Nanyan, who was constantly waving his head in pain and muttering unconsciously, on the bed, he only felt like a needle was piercing in his heart.

He clasped her hands, trying to make his voice sound softer.

Although, I don't know if she can really hear: "Nanyan, don't move." ”

“……”

"Don't hurt yourself."

As if to understand his words, the little woman finally quieted down slowly, but her dry mouth was still muttering something.

Seeing that her lips were about to crack open - this is the north, of course, different from the warm Jinling, Zhu Feng got up and took a cup of tea, thought about it, took a sip of himself, and then, as he had done before, slowly leaned down.

Aimed at her lips—

"Huh?"

There was a somewhat vague voice in his ears, and as soon as Zhu Feng opened his eyes, he saw that Nan Yan had already broken open his eyes, and his clear eyes were still a little unconscious, looking at him blankly.

With a "clatter", he swallowed the tea.

"Are you awake?"

“……”

Nanyan still couldn't get back, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged face, and she couldn't react at all.

Just stared at him blankly.

Zhu Feng straightened up and looked at her with his head down: "Is it better?" ”

“…… Emperor? ”

As soon as he finished saying these two words, an uncomfortable feeling came from his throat, and Nanyan suddenly choked and coughed.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

Zhu Feng hurriedly hugged her, let her sit on the soft cushion at the head of the bed, and then brought the tea he had already drunk to her mouth: "Drink something first." ”

The fire in his throat was burning, and Nanyan didn't have time to say anything, so he immediately took a few sips.

Finally, I felt a little more comfortable.

She raised her head, and she finally sobered up: "Your Majesty, slave maid—"

"You fainted," Zhu Feng squeezed the teacup and said, "Moreover, you inhaled too much smoke." ”

“……”

"The doctor said that there is still corpse gas in that smoke, which is not good for you."

“……”

"You need to recuperate for a while."

“……”

Listening to his words, Nanyan was stunned again before he gasped suddenly.

She remembered!

Before he fell unconscious, he wanted to drag the body out of the coffin, but the fire-