it hurts!

it hurts!

Even though his mind was still in the darkness and was not awake at all, the pain had already arrived first. Nan Yan couldn't help frowning and murmured: "It hurts so much..."

What do you want to grab if you subconsciously reach out.

At this time, one hand reached out and tried hard, but gently grabbed her wrist and put it aside.

Nanyan was still feeling uncomfortable, and kept shaking her head and murmured.

"it hurts……"

“…”

"It hurts so much..."

Listening to her faint murmur, Zhu Feng, who was sitting by the bed, looked as if he had been punched. He gritted his teeth and moved his eyes away from his wrinkled little face, looking at the imperial physician standing in the room and the doctor in the royal palace.

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

"Your Majesty forgive me!"

The people were so scared that they knelt down.

The imperial physician said with a bitter face: "Weichen and others have already taken the best plaster for the female official in the Si family."

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

“…”

"Get out!"

As if a group of people were granted a general amnesty, they all bowed to thank them, and then retreated one after another.

Zhu Feng turned his head again, looking at Nan Yan, who was waving his head unconsciously and murmured with pain on the bed, and felt like there was a needle in his heart.

He clasped her hands and tried his best to make his voice sound gentler.

Although, I don’t know if she can really hear it: “Nanyan, don’t move.”

“…”

"Don't hurt yourself."

As if he understood his words, the little woman finally calmed down slowly, but her dry little mouth was still muttering something.

Seeing that her lips were dry and about to crack, this place was north, which was different from the warm Jinling. Zhu Feng got up and got a cup of tea. After thinking about it, he took a bite and then slowly bent down as he had done before.

Pointed at her lips

"Um?"

A blurry sound came from his ears. As soon as Zhu Feng opened his eyes, he saw that Nan Yan had already broken away. His clear eyes were still filled with a little unconscious mist, and he was staring blankly at him.

With a "gudong", he swallowed the tea.

"You're awake?"

“…”

Nan Yan was still a little overwhelmed with a sense of consciousness. When she opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged face, which she could not react at all.

Just stared at him blankly.

Zhu Feng stood up and looked at her with his head down: "Isn't it better?"

"……emperor?"

As soon as he finished speaking these two words, a feeling of discomfort came from his throat, and Nan Yan immediately started to cough.

"Cough cough, cough cough cough..."

Zhu Feng hurriedly hugged her, asked her to sit on the soft cushion at the head of the bed, and then delivered the tea he had already taken to her: "Drink something first."

The throat was burning, and Nan Yan didn't have time to say anything, so he immediately took a few sips.

Finally, it felt a little more comfortable.

She raised her head and finally woke up a little: "Emperor, I'm going to be a servant."

"You fainted," Zhu Feng said, holding the teacup, "and, you inhale too much smoke."

“…”

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

“…”

"You need to take a rest."

“…”

Listening to his words, Nan Yan was stunned for a moment before gasping for a sudden breath.

She remembered it!
Chapter completed!