lazy queen

Chapter 161

"Nothing will happen!" Xuanyuan Wuli told him, as if he was telling himself too!

"I...I" took a deep breath, and Yun Muqi should continue: "What can I do?" His voice became firm.

Xuanyuan Wuli took a quick look at her and said, "Go and see if the medicine is ready."

Yun Muqi nodded and hurried out of the room.

The mild fever quickly turned into a high fever. It lasted intermittently for three days, and the fever never really subsided. At the same time, it was accompanied by vomiting, weakness, and fainting... Tormenting her bit by bit, consuming her life until On the fourth day, the travel-worn Chu Yu arrived, almost unable to believe that the person lying on the bed was his master...

It should have been nearly a month's journey, but Chu Yu took less than five days.

When he came to the other hospital under the leadership of the head of the Qin family despite his exhaustion, the master was struggling on the hospital bed.He opened his eyes wide and looked at the person lying on the bed in disbelief. His white undershirt was hanging hollowly on his body. Deeply recessed, cheekbones can be seen, usually bright eyes can no longer be opened, and the lips are also split at this time.

His trembling feet almost knelt on the ground. He couldn't believe that His Highness, who was always lazy but occasionally showed pride, would turn into this appearance in just a few days, being assassinated, infected with the epidemic, Less than ten days!
"Your Highness!" He staggered forward, then his body softened, and he lay down on the side of the bed, holding her bony hand, and couldn't help crying.The pain spreads from the heart to the limbs along the blood vessels, why is this happening?Is this what he wanted?Although it hurts, but soon, after many years of training, the body began to become numb, the tears were put away, and he looked at the strange man beside him solemnly, and asked, "How is your highness?" To be able to take care of your highness, you should be reliable. .

"The fever subsides and the energy recovers." Xuanyuan Wuli said in a hoarse voice, he was also very thin after many days of exhaustion.

Chu Yu frowned, dissatisfied with the answer, but he didn't say anything, but continued to ask: "What if the fever doesn't go away?" But as soon as he finished speaking, he was jumped by himself, and his back began to break out in cold sweat. Can't imagine the result!
Xuanyuan Wuli looked at him squarely, pondered for a moment, and said firmly: "She won't!"

Chu Yu stared at him for a long time before saying, "Why?" Why is he so convinced?

"Because she is Feng Qingya." Xuanyuan Wuli said, his face as calm as water.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yu lowered his eyelids, opened his lips, and hesitated to speak...

On the tip of the night.

The night is cold.

Silver moonlight scattered the earth.

Pain, pain, still pain...

In a daze, Feng Qingya moved her body involuntarily, but pain was the only feeling, her consciousness was floating in the darkness, and slowly, there was nothing left, the pain disappeared like a dream.Suddenly, a strange image appeared in my mind...

Thick trees, green grass, bright sunshine, such a beautiful environment reveals a deep sadness...

What is this place?
Under the sunshine, there are lonely tombs with stone steles, telling the desolation and sadness.

In front of a tombstone, there were three people standing, a father, a daughter and a son, but why did they feel familiar to those unfamiliar faces?

"Dad, are we wrong?"

"Hey……"

"I really hate her. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be separated from the person I love, and I wouldn't have married that beast. But... Is it really wrong for us to treat her like this?"

"She is obviously our sister, why would she do those things to us? Why does she always arrange everything arbitrarily, she is a sister! Why is she like a dictator?"

"Hmph! It's obviously her fault, why should we feel guilty? It would be better if we die, since we don't have to control our lives!"

"She doesn't deserve..."

"People are gone, who is right and who is wrong, what's the point?"

The old fingers stepped forward slowly, trembling and stroking, that strange photo... No!Not unfamiliar!Not unfamiliar!But, that's...

"Ah!" The hissing cry could not be uttered.

The cold feeling flooded her whole body, like a huge net surrounding her, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get out, the pain revived again, bit by bit, it penetrated into every inch of her skin and spread to every inch of her bones.

She desperately wanted to open her eyes, but her eyes seemed to be pressed by something, unable to move.

who's that person?
Why is it so painful?

who is it?who is it?
hatred?Hate?

hate what?
Who do you hate?

Suddenly, a breath of despair came slowly, grabbing the remaining consciousness, and then fell into the darkness...

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Chu Yu was about to feed her, but saw her trembling all over, and her helpless eyes moved to the man sitting by the table.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Wuli stepped forward immediately, his watery brows frowned, and immediately picked up the golden needle and began to administer it. After a stick of incense, he calmed down.

Chu Yu had a sad face, "What's going on?" He came for three days, except for the first day when he still had a high fever. On the second day, just as the person said, His Highness not only did not deteriorate, but was already dying. Feng Qingya miraculously gradually improved. Although he was still unconscious, he did not vomit out the medicine and food he drank, his body did not continue to lose weight, his body temperature gradually dropped, and he was no longer alive. At the same time, the epidemic did not spread in the yard, including Yun Muqi, who was the weakest, all the people in the yard were not infected with the disease.

Seeing this situation, his doubts about this man were temporarily dispelled, and he wholeheartedly cooperated with his treatment.

However, His Highness has been in a coma for more than ten days, and finally the fever started to subside, but he still does not wake up!
If it goes on like this, it's not a good sign...

Xuanyuan Wuli secretly sighed, "Nightmare..."

"Nightmare?" Chu Yu didn't know.

Xuanyuan Wuli suddenly chuckled, and a sadness flashed across his eyes, "The unpleasant things in the past are the nightmares of today." The past is gone, but the branding marks will never disappear, she haunts you like a plague, Never let go, and then become...

Today's nightmare!
This disease, Master said...

"Mr. Xuanyuan?" Chu Yu asked, "What do you mean?" Why did he feel a chilling sadness emanating from him?

Xuanyuan Wuli slowly put away the golden needle, and suddenly he became silent, as if he had already transcended the world, "Tell her about the happy things, so that she will wake up quickly." He said lightly.

(End of this chapter)