cute and sweet

Chapter 1723 Sick! 1
He buried his face in it, and his silver hair fell to the ground, covering his face.

I just saw water slipping down the withered hand and dripping on the bed, dizzying large swaths of wetness, like big flowers of sadness.

It turned out that he didn't just hate her.

It turned out that he also loved his mother, a love that he had never imagined——
Although it is different from the obvious and fierce love that the queen mother loved him, but he loved him.

However, this person will never know...

"Mother's queen, mother's queen..." Gong Nanli called out in a low voice.

It seems that as long as he shouts like this, this person can wake up.

It seems that as long as he calls like this, this person can still call him "Nan'er".

……

Gong Nanli felt very uncomfortable in his heart, his heart ached, and his breathing was a bit difficult. His whole body, limbs and bones seemed to be bitten by thousands of insects, the pain was unbearable.

"Ugh——" A shrill cry pierced the silence, accompanied by Gong Nanli clutching his chest tightly, lying on the ground trembling all over.

The moment the voice sounded, the door was pushed open, and Anshi flew in first, followed by Fuyu, Fengyin, and Caiye.

"Uncle Seventeen!" Feng Yin's eyes burst into panic.

"My lord! My lord!" Fuyu shouted nervously.

After seeing Anshi hugging the trembling person on the ground, he realized that that beautiful face was extremely pale, but blood was pouring out from his mouth.

The bright red blood fell on the white brocade robe, like red plums falling in the heavy snow, it was particularly conspicuous, but it was also strange.

In addition, the scattered silver hair was also stained with a lot of blood, which made Gong Nanli feel like a ghost.

"My lord is ill!" Seeing Gong Nanli's appearance, the imperial physician Chen Fen said loudly, "Prepare hot water quickly! Put your lord on the couch first!"

A word of sickness caused the servants and palace servants who had been taking care of Gong Nanli to immediately enter a tense and orderly state.Those who boiled water, those who took medicine, those who wiped, all the tasks were clearly divided, and there was no panic at all.

Seeing Gong Nanli like this, Feng Yin just held his hand and shouted over and over again: "Uncle Seventeen, Uncle Seventeen, don't scare me, don't scare me..."

In another room of Fushou Palace, which is the room where Gong Nanli lived when he was a child, he lay here again after 20 years.

Gong Nanli's personal maid and the exclusive imperial physician were all busy, while Feng Yin held his hand tightly and kept wiping off the sweat that oozed out of him, as well as the traces of blood from the corners of his mouth.

As soon as Gong Nanli was put down, Chen Fen had already given him a pill, and gradually, Gong Nanli did not tremble as much as before.But he still couldn't help twitching a little, the hand holding Feng Yin was also very strong, as if it was about to break.

At this moment, Gong Nanli's silver hair was scattered casually, and some blood-stained hair was mixed with the snow-white, with a strange enchantment.

The thin and pale face that was finely crafted was almost transparent, with an abnormal red color, and a dense layer of sweat was gathering and flowing, which made the veil in Feng Yin's hand lose momentum soon.

The slender and beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if enduring great pain.Those beautiful eyes, either gentle, indifferent or cruel, were tightly closed...

(End of this chapter)