Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 1840 You finally woke up

Nangong Yao went back to freshen up, and when she came out again, she looked much better.

In the middle of the night, the candles in the house flickered indistinctly, and the warm yellow light filled the air with an ambiguous atmosphere. The woman on the bed looked a little pale, her eyes closed and she was lying on the carved bed.

Nangong Yao couldn't help but kissed her smooth forehead, and murmured: "Qianqian, wake up quickly."

The nostrils were filled with a pleasant fragrance, a familiar masculine breath enveloped her, the long and thick eyelashes were slowly flailing, and when I opened my eyes tiredly, I saw the obvious joy on the magnified handsome face...

"Qianqian, you finally woke up."

Nangong Yao looked at the eyes that were looking at him, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, feeling the excitement of regaining what was lost.

Nangong Qianqian wanted to get up, but the pain in her chest made her gasp, "Hiss..." She frowned and looked at the bandaged wound, with doubts in her eyes.

"Don't move, what do you want to do, I'll do it."

Because of her actions, there were bloodstains on the gauze again, Nangong Yao said distressedly.

"What's wrong with me?"

The powerless voice had a hint of hoarseness, and the doubt in his eyes made Nangong Yao stunned...

"you forgot?"

The voice seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, and the eyes were full of disbelief. Why did it happen?

Nangong Qianqian shook her head, felt a headache, and said weakly: "Didn't I just kill a low/low man who wanted to fuck me? Why did I get hurt?"

She remembered that in the end she seemed to see her father coming, and no one hurt herself...

Nangong Yao breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that she deliberately chose to forget that memory, so that's fine.

"It's okay, he didn't die, but he hurt you later, luckily the emperor arrived in time."

That unpleasant memory, let it pass like this, she didn't forget everything.

Nangong Qianqian let out a suspicious sound, and muttered in her heart, it's impossible, it's obvious that she's already dead, so how could she cheat her corpse?
"Where is the father? There are still things you have to do, have you done it?"

Remembering what the two said that day, Feng Yan looked at him and asked.

Nangong Yao looked at her who never knew what sorrow was, and she even started to worry about these things, but why, this growth made him feel like a needle pricks his heart?

The slender hands were afraid that she would catch a cold, so they pulled the quilt forward, and buried her whole body on the bed, leaving only her head exposed. Those big round eyes looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly began to miss the past few days. she……

"It's been arranged, so don't worry about it, just take care of your injuries."

I don't want her to worry too much, and I don't want her to worry about these things.

The thin hands struggled out of the quilt, holding his hand tightly, the girl's eyes showed a trace of determination, and said: "You don't have to promise me other things, but I want to avenge our child!"

The lost child is the eternal pain in their hearts, an insurmountable grudge!
"Qianqian, I will definitely."

Pulling out the hand held by her, covering the cold hand, Nangong Yao always felt that these hands were so cold, so cold...

Nangong Qianqian suddenly thought of something, and she withdrew her hands like an electric shock. Looking at the puzzled gaze, she could only explain with a dry smile, "It's cool."

Nangong Yao didn't think too much, she must be hungry, so she turned around and went to get the food box prepared for her.

(End of this chapter)