The female supporting role turns over: the prince regent's favorite

Chapter 660 People have three thousand diseases of birth and aging, only lovesickness is incurable
Feng Qingyang turned his head to look at Hanyue, "Did he drink all the medicine I asked you to boil for Chang Geng every day?"

With a suspicious expression on Hanyue's face, she replied: "This subordinate decocts the medicine every day and brings it to the Master Shaoge's room himself. Every time the bowl is taken away, the Master Shaoge drinks it all up."

"Did you see him drink it with your own eyes?"

"This... this subordinate has never done so. The Young Pavilion Master asks his subordinates to put it down for a while every day, and he will drink it later."

Feng Qingyang hated iron for being weak, and scolded: "He will drink later... I think he didn't drink in one gulp, otherwise how could his internal injuries get worse!"

Han Yue's complexion changed, she stepped forward and put her hand on Gu Changgeng's pulse, and then her face was full of astonishment, "Young Pavilion Master...he hasn't taken any medicine!"

Feng Qingyang was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "You bastard, you are really not afraid of death... You too, knowing what Chang Geng is doing these days, unexpectedly don't pay more attention."

Feng Qingyang took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out the pills and stuffed them into Gu Changgeng's mouth, and said to Hanyue, "Don't be dazed, go and bring another bowl of medicine, while he is still unconscious, he has to give it to him." He pours it down!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

Until noon, Gu Changgeng, whose face was pale on the bed, trembled, slowly opened his eyes, and woke up.

Duan Fei was the first to notice him waking up, so he hurried forward and said anxiously: "Chang Geng! You are awake, but is there any discomfort in your body?"

Gu Changgeng rolled his eyeballs and looked around, his eyes were dull and lifeless, without a trace of vitality.

He said: "...nothing."

Shen Fei woke up, frowned and looked at him, worriedly said: "You suddenly disappeared in the middle of the night, Han Ye found you unconscious, almost scared us to death!"

"That's right, Chang Geng, I heard from Pavilion Master Feng that you haven't taken the medicine for your internal injuries for the past few days, alas... people can't be resurrected after death... why are you bothering?"

Gu Changgeng's eyes drooped slightly, and he pursed his lips in silence.

After a while, he motioned for Han Ye to help him sit up.

Han Ye helped him sit up from the bed, he coughed a few times, and said to Han Ye: "Go to the study...bring the things in my box."

"Yes, Young Pavilion Master."

Han Ye came back after going out for a while, and handed the things in the box to Gu Changgeng.

When Gu Changgeng received it, it turned out to be a soldier talisman of the imperial guards in the capital city.

Gu Changgeng raised his eyes to look at Shen Fei, and handed him the soldier talisman.

Shen Fei looked at him with a puzzled face, "Chang Geng, what are you doing?"

Gu Changgeng said: "This is the soldier talisman of more than [-] forbidden troops. You can take it. In the future, when the situation in the capital city stabilizes, you can proclaim yourself emperor or whomever you want to be emperor. As for your highness... abolish the emperor Finally, I hope you can keep him safe throughout his life, Qingqian once promised Concubine Rou to take good care of His Highness."

Duan Fei and Shen Fei stared at Gu Changgeng blankly with astonishment on their faces.

After a long while, Shen Fei looked warm and angry, and said loudly: "I don't want this soldier talisman! Gu Changgeng! Let me tell you, I don't like going to court, I only like touring mountains and rivers, poetic and picturesque, you don't know this! If it wasn't for the original In order to help you avenge, I will not be the commander of the Imperial Forest Army! If you care about Beiming, you can take care of it yourself!"

Gu Changgeng's words are clearly explaining the funeral!

Gu Changgeng pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, and forced the soldier talisman into Shen Fei's hand, "You can hold it for now, what will happen in the future... let's talk about it."

Gu Changgeng knew in his heart that Shen Fei seemed to be fooling around, but in fact he had great kindness in his heart. Even though he said so, he would not stay out of it at critical moments.

Holding the soldier talisman in his hand, Shen Fei felt mixed emotions.

Duan Fei frowned, and said: "Chang Geng... listen to Uncle Duan's advice, I know that Miss San is gone, you must feel bad, don't do stupid things, you are still young now, the road still has to go down .”

Gu Changgeng's heart was dead silent, without Lin Qingqian, living to him was just a walking corpse.

Facing Duan Fei's worried gaze, Gu Changgeng lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding his gaze, and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Duan, I didn't intend to do anything stupid. I will drink medicine in the future, but I don't have the heart to take care of it these days." The affairs of the government are therefore entrusted to you."

Duan Fei said: "You don't need to worry about the matter above the court, with your Uncle Duan and Shen Fei here, you can take care of your injuries, understand?"

Gu Changgeng: "...Well, I'm tired, Uncle Duan, you guys go back first, I'm resting."

"Okay then, we'll see you some other day."

Both Duan Fei and Shen Fei were worried about Gu Changgeng and couldn't let go of their hearts, but they had no choice but to tell Han Ye to watch him more.

Pingyang Hou Mansion.

When Shen Fei came back, his face was full of tiredness, obviously exhausted, Su Yingxue personally brewed a cup of ginseng tea for him, and asked worriedly: "You're back, is Chang Geng okay?"

Shen Fei smiled wryly, and shook his head, "Chang Geng handed over the soldier talisman of the imperial guards in the capital city to me today, and said that in the future I would like to ascend the throne as emperor, or support anyone to ascend to the throne. He is clearly here, is..."

Shen Fei couldn't say the latter words.

Su Yingxue's eyebrows twitched into a ball, and her heart also seized.

"Don't worry too much, Chang Geng will be fine, and the Qingqian spirit in heaven will also protect him!"

Shen Fei hugged Su Yingxue tightly, buried her head on her neck, and said in a low voice: "Yingxue, promise me that you will never have anything to do in the future!"

He can't imagine the feeling of losing the one he loves, maybe he will become just like Gu Changgeng, heart-wrenching and lifeless.

Su Yingxue also felt uncomfortable, hugged Shen Fei's thin waist, and said solemnly: "I will protect myself and won't let anything happen to me."

She couldn't bear him to suffer such heart-pounding pain.

More than a month later, the General's Mansion.

Gu Changgeng lost a lot of weight, his complexion was extremely bad, he spent most of the day in lethargy, he was obviously taking medicine every day, but his illness didn't get better at all, instead his body got worse and worse.

Han Ye helped him up to drink the medicine, and just after taking a sip, Gu Changgeng coughed violently, "Ahem...cough..."

Suddenly, he coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and he lost consciousness. Han Ye went crazy, and shouted loudly: "Young Pavilion Master, Young Pavilion Master... come here! Go and invite the Pavilion Master! The Young Pavilion Master is dizzy!" In the past, hurry up and invite the Pavilion Master!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Qingyang came, and after taking Gu Changgeng's pulse, he pressed his lips tightly with a dignified expression.

Han Ye was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, "Pavilion Master, you should say something! How is the young Pavilion Master? He has been drinking medicine, why is his body not getting better?!"

Feng Qingyang was already irritable, but he couldn't help being asked this question, and shouted: "Ask me, old man, who am I to ask! Heart disease needs heart medicine, this kid has a heart disease, and the cure The medicine is Qingqian girl, where do you want the old man to find it for him!"

After Han Ye said this, his voice suddenly became quieter, "Then... Pavilion Master, what should I do?"

Feng Qingyang said irritably: "Don't ask the old man about me, this bastard is hopeless, prepare a good coffin for him!"

After speaking, Feng Qingyang walked away in a huff.

Walking to the door, Han Ye wanted to chase him out, Feng Qingyang threw another porcelain bottle to Han Ye, "Pour two pills for him, maybe he didn't die so fast."

Han Ye picked it up, didn't bother to ask more questions, and hurriedly went to feed Gu Changgeng the medicine.

Feng Qingyang stood outside the door, looked up at the bright moon, shook his head, and let out a long sigh.

People have three thousand ailments, only lovesickness cannot be cured.

(End of this chapter)