The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Finally wiped off all the blood stains on Duan Yihuang's face.

I felt like I was about to spit out my saliva, and my mouth was a little dry.

She got up, walked to the edge of the table in his room, picked up the teapot and refilled her saliva.

After drinking it, I remembered why I didn't use tea to wipe Duan Yihuang's face just now?
If he found out and she wiped his face with saliva, would she slap herself to death?

Surprised, he turned his head to look at Duan Yihuang who was on the ground.

It's okay, it doesn't look like he's about to wake up at all.

Anyway, if she doesn't talk about this matter, no one should know.

After drinking the tea, she returned to Duan Yihuang's side and looked at Duan Yihuang's fair and handsome face.

His fingertips lightly touched his thin lips, and he said slowly: "Don't be afraid, Your Majesty, everything will be fine."

She took out the lock of hair from her wide sleeve, wrapped it in her handkerchief, and placed it beside Duan Yihuang.

After putting it, I felt that it was not good, it was too far from the nose.

Couldn't smell it at all.

So, she put the hair directly on Duan Yihuang's face again.

But as soon as he put it on, the man moved his head itchy and uncomfortable, and turned his face to one side.

That hair fell out too.

Yun Mumu frowned and picked up her hair.

After much deliberation, I don't know where to put it.

In the end, he simply tied those hairs directly around Duan Yihuang's neck.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Then he left the room satisfied.

When Duan Yihuang woke up, he felt his neck was constricted and his chest felt tight.

The first reaction was to feel that he was being attacked, and he suddenly reached out to grab it, bringing internal strength.

But when I grabbed it, it turned out to be a handful of hair.

Me?so much hair?Has he lost his hair?

Thinking of this, the other hand quickly touched his head.

Fortunately, it's not her own hair, her hair is still so full and shiny.

Whose hair is that?
Looking at the veil tied with the hair, it is a plain white veil with a crabapple flower embroidered on the corner of the veil.

He is very familiar with this veil, it has been used to gag his mouth countless times.

Only Yunmumu uses Supa of this color.

Although he had the answer in his heart, he still wanted to confirm it.

He got up, walked to the door, opened it, and was about to go out.

But he ran into Bingqiao who was delivering dinner.

He glanced down at the lacquer plate in Bingqiao's hand, and asked, "Who has been to my house?"

Bingqiao replied: "Physician Zhou has been here."

Damn, he remembered, that little blackie pierced himself with a needle and passed out.

Thinking of this, he clenched the hair in his hands, frowned, and prepared to throw it away.

Bingqiao added another sentence: "The empress is also here."

Duan Yihuang: ...

Can't finish the sentence at once?
The hand retracted again.

It made him think that this hair belonged to that little sunspot Zhou Cheng.

But this hair?Did she give it?
Thinking of this, his heart tightened again, and he tilted his head and asked, "Where's the queen?"

Bingqiao: "The Queen hasn't recovered from the cold, she is recuperating in the house."

With tears streaming down his face, the emperor finally thought of his empress.

The poor lady has been sick for many days, she has been coughing, and she has taken a lot of medicine but it is not getting better.

Duan Yihuang came to Yun Mumu's house and stood in front of the door, hesitating a lot.

She gave him a handful of blue silk, what an obvious sign of love.

But with his current appearance, how could he give her happiness?