"Emperor, Emperor...?!"

He hurriedly got up and saluted, but he had been lying in bed for several months. He woke up and had not recovered at all. He just moved and his whole body became weak.

He was both surprised and happy, and a smile immediately appeared on Zhu Feng's face: "Your Majesty, you are here!"

"If I don't come, I don't know that you are so successful!"

Zhu Feng looked at him coldly.

Ye Zheng was also a person he brought out by himself. On the surface, the two were in a relationship between king and minister, but he knew very well in his heart that Ye Zheng was even closer than his brothers.

He spent no less effort on Ye Zheng than Zhu Chengxuan.

Just now, he heard that the antidote at the maze-cleavage dispensert would have other sequelae after detoxification, so he immediately broke out in cold sweat, fearing that Ye Zheng would have any more damage.

Don’t say that Ye Zheng can’t stand it, he can’t stand it either.

But soon, Wang Baizhi explained clearly.

He had already refined the marrow-washing flower before being used as medicine. The toxicity was almost eliminated, with only a little bit of residual poison, which may have numb his mind during the period when he woke up and caused him to suffer a brief memory loss.

This is not surprising at all.

Zhu Feng had already figured out from Xue Yun that the toxicity of marrow-washing flower can make people lose their memory.

What surprised him was

This little brat actually teased Ran Xiaoyu like this when he was amnesia!

I personally taught a "Dengtuzi"!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he wanted to go up and kick Ye Zheng off the bed. Nan Yan was standing next to him. Seeing this scene, she felt a little funny and knew that Ye Zheng was just trying to speak. When he and Ran Xiaoyu were palace maids, he had often taken advantage of him.

I wanted to laugh, but it was not easy to laugh. Nan Yan could only reach out and cover her mouth and coughed repeatedly.

Then he said, "Forget it, he is also confused."

Ye Zheng looked at her again.

In surprise, he looked a little surprised: "Empress? Empress, you are here too?"

"Well, I'm here."

Nan Yan said, stepped forward, looking at his pale, bloodless face, and asked, "Are you better?"

"I"

Ye Zheng subconsciously wanted to brag and slapped his chest: "How could I do it! It hurts so much!"

He happened to take a photo of Xue Ling shooting him with a crossbow arrow.

Although it has been healed, the old wound still hurts a little.

Zhu Feng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, walked up and scolded in a low voice, "Don't you just wake up and behave as if you were too long?"

“…”

This time, Ye Zheng seemed to have reacted.

He realized that he was in a coma after being shot.

And looking at this, I have been in a coma for a long time!

When he thought of this, countless thoughts suddenly surged up in his mind like a tsunami, and almost burst his mind in an instant. He hugged his head and let out a painful whisper: "Ah!"

When Nan Yan saw him like this, he was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ran Xiaoyu's voice sounded at the door again: "Ye Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

Looking back, she turned out that she hadn't walked away at all.

She kept guarding at the door, and suddenly heard Ye Zheng making such a painful cry. She immediately ran in again and rushed to the edge of the bed and reached out to support him: "What's wrong with you? Is there anything else to be sad?"

Ye Zheng's face turned pale, and another cold sweat fell on his forehead.
Chapter completed!