The princess is going to run away

Chapter 172
How many days has this been?Enduring the pain in his body day and night, he didn't feel numb from the pain, but his senses became clearer. Feng Chudie lay sleepily on her bed, her face was as red as blood, her lips were as white as paper, she looked like a girl. Ghostly.

"Mother Ying, you are too cruel! Even if you want to pretend to be like this, you don't have to do this? Is this the rhythm of wanting to kill me?" Feng Chudie muttered to herself, complaining about Sakura every day when no one was around. Mom, it has become a must-have medicine for her to relieve pain, well, it doesn't work, it's just a psychological comfort.

"Miss, miss, the virtuous king is here to see you!" Ling'er's voice was extremely soft, as if she was afraid that a louder voice would scare her to death. Several times, Feng Chudie could hear her taking turns to watch the night The sobbing of Linger and Su Yuxue.

They really thought she would not survive, and were sad for her.

Sometimes she almost couldn't help but want to tell them the truth, but in the end she held it back. This matter is too big, and it's no good for them to know.

The figure of Situ Zhuoran turned around behind the screen, but Linger did not come in from the outside.

Feng Chudie slightly turned her head to look at him, but was startled, why is he so haggard?The incomparably handsome evildoer in the past, now his clothes are wrinkled, his cheeks are thinner, his eye sockets are sunken, and even the stubble of his beard is protruding. Didn't sleep well, maybe didn't sleep at all.

He did this for himself!Feng Chudie felt sour in her heart.

"Die'er." Situ Zhuoran raised a smiling face at Feng Chudie, and gently walked over to hold her hand. The delicate touch made him worry for a while, that she was so thin. "Feeling better today?"

How could it be good?It hurts every minute and every second, so painful that even drinking water feels like she is being tortured, and her whole body is going to be bad, but seeing Situ Zhuoran, she just smiled at him relaxedly, ignoring the unbearable pain in her body. Painful, with a brisk tone, "I feel much better, why did you make it like this? Is the injury healed?"

"Stop laughing." Situ Zhuoran didn't answer her, but suddenly said, "You laugh so ugly."

Feng Chudie was silent.

"I will definitely find a way to save you." He slowly stroked her head with gentle movements, "I will go to Nanzhao myself, I heard that there is a highly respected hermit in Nanzhao, who was from the previous dynasty of Nanzhao Great witch, she is proficient in all kinds of witchcraft, and she has superb skills. Even the current Nanzhao empress dare not touch her, so she let her leave the Nanzhao royal family and go back to the mountains. I will invite her back to treat your illness. You must wait for me."

Feng Chudie was startled, "Don't go."

Nanzhao is too dangerous. He came back from a serious injury when he went out last time. Who knows if he will have such good luck this time.

She was just pretending, if something happened to him because of him taking risks, how would she face her conscience?
"Don't worry, I won't be in danger. For you, I will bring that expert back to the imperial capital safely."

"No, no, I won't let you go, cough cough..."

"I can listen to you for anything. If it was before and in the future, I will listen to you, but not this time, I want to save you!" Situ Zhuoran turned his face away, not looking at the pleading in Feng Chudie's eyes.

I vaguely recalled her high-spirited and sly look when I first met her, and then she was full of anger in bickering and arguing with myself... But now, she is haggard, lying on the bed and even wanting to move her fingers. Difficult, his little cat, how could it be like this?

No matter what the cost, he will cure her.

Feng Chudie was both anxious and moved in her heart, seeing Situ Zhuoran's expression, she knew that she couldn't talk to him, what should I do?Do you want to tell him the truth?

Her mood was very tangled, and she was in excruciating pain, extremely irritable.

Situ Zhuoran can be trusted, and he is so smart, why don't you just tell him?Lest he go to risk...

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly heard Linger say, "Miss, Rong Shizi is here, hey, Rong Shizi, please wait..."

Ling'er couldn't stop him, Rong Jin had already rushed in, he didn't seem surprised to see King Xian, he just walked to Feng Chudie's bed as if he didn't exist, "Die'er."

Feng Chudie smiled wryly.

It's self-inflicted!To make something bad is to play tricks, but now I am forced into a dilemma, tortured every day, let alone my conscience!
Rong Jin's appearance is not much better than that of Situ Zhuoran, two good young masters, who have achieved such virtues, how can she be so virtuous!
"Miss, the servant can't stop..." Ling'er, who came in after her, had a guilty expression on her face.

"It's okay, you go out first."

After Feng Chudie finished speaking, Ling'er withdrew, but Feng Chudie couldn't say what she had said just now. It's not that she couldn't trust Rong Jin, but acting has reached this point. The more people know, the emperor's Shrewd, it's hard to guarantee that you won't see anything, so I have to feel sorry for these two.

"Dieer, are you feeling better?"

"Ahem... You guys don't need to report to me once a day, I, I am like this, I know it well, cough..."

Situ Zhuoran looked ugly, "Don't talk nonsense, you will be fine."

Feng Chudie smiled wryly, "You have to go to Nanzhao, I have no strength to stop you now, but you have to promise me that you will come back safely no matter what, cough cough cough..."

Situ Zhuoran's face darkened, and Die'er's tone made him unhappy, resisted, and even more uneasy.

Feng Chudie didn't care whether he answered or not, and said to Rong Jin, "Master Rong, actually I've always wanted to call you Second Brother, cough cough..."

Madan, can you stop coughing?So provocative!But the slander belongs to the slander, she can't control it!

Rong Jin's expression changed, and she heard her say again, "Actually, I also know that I don't have that blessing..."

"How come... Die'er called me second brother, I, I like it very much!" No, he doesn't want to, he doesn't like it at all, but he can't bear it!

"Hehe...Second brother, that's great!" Rong Jin and Situ Zhuoran couldn't understand the expression on Feng Chudie's face.

"Second brother, you are not in good health, so don't run around. Concubine De is only your son. If you have something good or bad, what will she do? From now on, cough... No matter what happens, be happy, Work hard and stay alive!"

Is she explaining the funeral?Are you saying your last words?
Situ Zhuoran only felt that his throat was tight, his nose was sore, his hands were trembling slightly, and Rong Jin's eyes were reddened, and he actually shed tears. He hurriedly turned his head, not wanting anyone to see his weakness.

"You guys, ahem...you all need to be fine!"

At this moment, Feng Chudie really felt like confessing her last words. In fact, she had a selfish thought in her heart. If she died this time instead of a fake death, could she go home?
(End of this chapter)