Farming Space: The Lucky and Lovely Lady Come to Farm

The next day, Gu Fei received the message from Xue Chen.

Xiao Xuan had been hanged, and Xue Chen watched him die with his own eyes.

Gu Fei only felt that the years were quiet and peaceful.

That night, he teleported to Xiao Yu and told him the good news.

Xiao Yu is quite comfortable here. He spends all day either reading or practicing martial arts. No one dares to embarrass him.

After all, he is still the prince.

Gu Fei came, and Xiao Yu asked his wife to take him back to the East Palace. The two of them became inseparable after a long drought and the rain.

Xiao Yu's ancestors were buried in the imperial mausoleum. He was afraid that practicing dual cultivation there would make his ancestors angry.

When she got up early in the morning, Gu Fei endured the pain in her back and quietly sent him away.

The days became so quiet, and the emperor seemed to have forgotten Xiao Yu's existence, as if he planned to never call Xiao Yu back to the capital.

More than a year passed in a flash.

Concubine Rong gave birth to a little prince not long ago.

The emperor raised her status again, and Concubine Rong was already Concubine Rong.

Concubine Rong is now as popular as no one in the palace.

Even the queen had to step back in front of her.

Gu Fei has been complaining of illness all year round now, so she refuses to go if she can, and tries her best to avoid the emperor's guests.

When nothing happens, he hides with Palace Master Yan, practices by himself, watches the master train his son, and watches his son cry, which is endless fun.

After having dinner with Palace Master Yan that day, Gu Fei sneaked back to the East Palace with Xiao Chi.

Xiao Chi now sleeps with Gu Fei. When it comes to guarding, Xiao Chi can't hold on any longer, so Gu Fei takes him to bed.

I don't know how long I slept for, but Gu Fei was suddenly woken up by someone pushing him in the middle of the night.

When he opened his eyes, he saw it was Qin'er, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Qin'er lowered her voice and said quickly: "Just now, Zhang Jieyu invited an imperial doctor to the palace."

Gu Fei was still confused, "What happened to her?"

Qin'er whispered: "The emperor is resting in Changchun Palace tonight."

"I just got the news that the two doctors on duty at the Imperial Hospital tonight have passed away. Is that possible?"

Gu Fei suddenly woke up and said, "Immediately find out whether it is the Emperor or Zhang Jieyu who is feeling unwell."

Qin'er nodded, "My maid has already asked people to inquire about her. It is expected that there will be news soon."

Gu Fei couldn't sleep even after being woken up, so she got up and put on her clothes.

Not long after, Hua'er hurried over and said, "To report to the Crown Princess, the Emperor is suffering from an emergency. I heard that he is unconscious now."

Gu Fei's heart was beating fast for a moment, and she and Qin'er looked at each other. At this moment, another eunuch reported at the door, "Your Highness, the Queen Mother has sent someone over to ask you to go to Changchun Palace."

Gu Fei stood up suddenly, took Qin'er and Hua'er with her, "Let's go."

The three of them walked quickly and arrived at Changchun Palace in half a quarter of an hour.

The Changchun Palace was brightly lit, and the palace maids and eunuchs stood outside the room with their hands down, not daring to make a sound.

Gu Fei went in and saw Zhang Jieyu sitting on the ground and the queen sitting by the bed, her face covered with tears.

The two imperial doctors knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

When the queen saw Gu Fei coming over, she suddenly cried, "Xiao Fei, what should I do? Your father..."

Gu Fei approached the bed and looked over.

The emperor was lying upright on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was gray, his mouth was half-open, and his chest was not seen to rise or fall for a long time.

Gu Fei turned to ask the imperial doctor, "You just look at it like this? Why don't you hurry up and treat the emperor!"

The two imperial doctors knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Your Highness the Crown Princess, it's not that I'm waiting for help, but it's just that--it's really too late to save her."

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