The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 150 Three, Let's Go Home After some time, Shang Qing'er finally woke up. Her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

At this time, Feng Yuchen had woken up for a long time, he was no longer that stupid man, he was calmly directing the people around him to do this and that.

Her expression, temperament, and image are all the best of the best, and that calm look made Shang Qing'er couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Go and cover the ginseng soup and drink it when the princess wakes up." Feng Yuchen pointed to a court lady.

"Yes." The palace maid stepped back in response.

"You, go and look at the medicine again, don't let it get confused, bring it in when it's ready, and wait for orders." Everything that Feng Yuchen ordered had something to do with Shang Qing'er.

"Yes." The other maid also retreated.

Shang Qing'er smiled, if, her A Chen was not a stupid man in the morning, would she have something to rely on?

"Ah Chen..." Shang Qing'er whispered, Feng Yuchen turned his face and looked at Shang Qing'er, a look of surprise appeared on his face, he took three steps in parallel, in order to reach Shang Qing'er In front of Qing'er's bed.

"Qing'er, you're awake." His eyes were full of love and compassion. He reached out and stroked Shang Qing'er's face.

"How long have I been sleeping?" Shang Qing'er's whole body was sore. With Feng Yuchen's help, she sat up straight. However, it was bruised and purple.

"Longer than I slept. I slept for two days. Qing'er, it's great that you finally woke up." Feng Yuchen hugged Shang Qing'er into his arms. It's such a good feeling to be on the ground.

"Uh..." Because of the pain all over her body, Shang Qing'er whispered, and Feng Yuchen let go in a panic.

"I'm sorry, Qing'er, I'm sorry, I hurt you." Feng Yuchen looked at her, not knowing where she started, he had checked all the injuries on Shang Qinger's body, her whole body was covered with bruises, It can be seen how those people in the Queen's Palace tortured Shang Qing'er.

"I don't blame you, it's because I don't have the ability to protect myself." Shang Qing'er chuckled, Feng Yuchen reached out and smoothed the messy hair on her forehead. This feeling was quite warm.

"Qing'er, from now on, I will protect you well, and I will definitely protect you well." Feng Yuchen hesitated to speak, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Well, Ah Chen, are you alright?" Shang Qing'er asked Feng Yuchen with concern.

"Okay, I won't be stupid anymore, really. Daoist Wuqing said it." Feng Yuchen specifically mentioned the four words Daoist Wuqing.

"It's fine, you're fine, I'm relieved." Shang Qing'er whispered, she smiled, her stomach was churning, and the nauseating feeling came again. She knew that if she What spit out from this mouth must be the bright red blood. In order not to worry Feng Yuchen, she endured it.

"My lord, the concubine's soup is here." The maid came in, holding the medicine bowl, and stood in front of Feng Yuchen. Feng Yuchen took it, picked up the spoon, and brought it to Shang Qinger's mouth one by one.

"Qing'er, come, drink the medicine, and you'll be fine." Feng Yuchen comforted.

Shang Qing'er remained silent, she clearly knew what it would be like to have her digestive tract cut open in this era, besides, there was still such a big piece of golden rooster in her stomach, it would be a bit difficult if she wanted to survive However, in order not to worry Feng Yuchen, she obediently drank it.

After drinking the medicine, Feng Yuchen found another ointment and rubbed it on Shang Qing'er. The icy cold feeling made Shang Qing'er's whole body much more comfortable.

"Qing'er, you've suffered, I'm sorry for you, I didn't protect you." Feng Yuchen felt guilty, feeling extremely uncomfortable, seeing Shang Qing'er like this, he really had a feeling of wanting to replace her.

"No, it's not your fault, Chen, I'm quite content with you being by my side." Shang Qing'er chuckled, after applying the ointment, there was a burst of coldness all over her body, and after the coldness dissipated , started to have a fever again.

Originally, Shang Qing'er felt like vomiting, and after drinking a bowl of medicine, the churning in her stomach became even more uncomfortable. The more she wanted to bear it, the more she couldn't bear it. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore. Unable to restrain himself, he took a gulp and spit it out directly. He vomited up all the medicine he drank just now, and there was also a kind of red blood.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, what's the matter with you? Come, tell the imperial physician." Feng Yuchen greeted people in a panic.

However, Shang Qing'er shook her head, she held onto Feng Yuchen's hand tightly, not letting him leave, and after getting better, she raised her voice and whispered, "Ah Chen, I don't want to stay here anymore, let's Go home." After saying this, tears welled up in her eyes, this palace is naturally gorgeous, but it is not her home.

"Okay, let's go home, come here, prepare a soft sedan chair, and go back to the house." Feng Yuchen ordered.

"No, I don't want to take a soft sedan chair. I want you to carry me on your back, okay?" Shang Qing'er acted like a baby. Too soft, she likes to lie on Feng Yuchen's back safely, that feeling is very flat.Also very warm.

"Okay, I'll carry Qing'er home." Feng Yuchen chuckled, "Come here, fetch clothes for the princess." When the clothes were delivered, Feng Yuchen dressed Shang Qing'er carefully, then, lowered her body, let Shang Qing'er leaned on his back.

His back is so wide and very comfortable. As soon as Shang Qing'er lay down on it, she felt like crying. She finally made up her mind to go to the end with this man and not leave him, but, In the future, can you speak clearly?How long can she live, does she know?

The long road to the palace is nothing at the feet of Feng Yuchen. Shang Qinger, who has no makeup, is pale and has no words of beauty at all. Any maid in this palace can pull it out. She is also much more beautiful than her, but even if she is not beautiful, she is still the treasure in Feng Yuchen's heart. He carries her on his back carefully, as if he is carrying the whole country, so carefully.

"Ah Chen, do you think we will go on like this forever?" Shang Qing'er asked stupidly, every word she asked had its own meaning.She understood it in her heart, but Feng Yuchen couldn't understand it.

"Yes, I want to be with you for the rest of my life, until we are old. We will have many children who will surround me as father and you as mother. On that day, we will be very happy." Feng Yuchen replied.

"What a wonderful day, I really don't want to part with it." Shang Qing'er smiled, and tears flowed out again. She wanted to live such a day, but it was impossible, this kind of impossibility, she still couldn't say come out.

"As long as you think about it, you can live it. I will love Qing'er for the rest of my life." Although these words are a bit nasty, they are the words in Feng Yuchen's heart.

The two of them walked slowly, bypassing the garden in the palace, passing Yuran Pavilion, and then going out from the main gate of the Feng Palace. Thinking, Shang Qing'er must be happy, and he will continue this happiness completely.

On the high palace wall, Feng Qingcheng and Wu Yuan stood side by side. Feng Qingcheng looked at Feng Yuchen carrying Shang Qing'er on his back, and suddenly felt a lot of emotion.

"Wu Yuan, look, my son is a kind of love after all." Feng Qingcheng said mockingly to himself. At the beginning, he was just like his son, behind that woman's back, wanting to live his whole life, However, it was not done.

"My lord is kind-hearted, courageous, intelligent and talented, what a wonderful person you are." According to Wu Yuan Shunyu, the wake-up Feng Yuchen is really different from before. It is basically a change of a person. This kind of change makes some people happy and some people worry.

"Yeah, sometimes, I wonder, can I live my life again?" Feng Qingcheng pointed out that the years he was looking forward to have passed.

"Your majesty was joking, the days have passed, and you can't come back, how can you do it again?" Wu Wu persuaded, thinking about it, seeing such a warm scene, Feng Qingcheng felt it again. .

"It would be great if we could do it again." Feng Qingcheng seemed to be back in his youth, carrying that pretty woman on his back, happy, really happy.

"Your Majesty, the prince has woken up. When will the edict of the prince be issued?" Wu Yuan inquired, and the edict had been pressed for a long time before Feng Qingcheng's case. hair.

"Let's be late, late." Feng Qingcheng looked at Feng Yuchen's back and said.

"Your Majesty, there are some things that you should let go of. The prince is already back to normal. If you issued an imperial edict, he would have already shared your worries." Wu Yuan persuaded.

In front of Feng Qingcheng, Wu Yuan had something to say, because when he served Feng Qingcheng, it was not a day or two, between them, they were master and servant, but they were also friends.Between friends, what else can't be said?

"I think so too, but, look, can he do it?" Feng Qingcheng stretched out his hand, pointed at Feng Yuchen who was carrying Shang Qinger behind his back, and asked.

"Why can't it work? The prince's mind has recovered, he is orderly and intelligent, isn't this what the emperor wanted him to do early in the morning?" Wu Yuan was puzzled.

Feng Qing Changchang sighed that this country was given to him by his ancestors, and he has worked hard all his life to protect the country's safety. Now that he is dying, it is necessary to find a suitable successor for this country.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if he can carry a woman on his shoulders, he won't be able to carry a whole country." What did Feng Qingcheng mean by these words, anyway, Wu Yuan didn't understand.

As the sun set, the afterglow hit Feng Yuchen and Shang Qing'er, stretching their figures for a long time.The sunset at this moment is beautiful, and the people at this moment are also beautiful. God knows, how long can this beauty last?