Chapter 345: Heart knot (1)

Nie Wushuang came along all the way, and all he saw was a busy situation. There are also rumors that the emperor has a mouthful, and he will return to Beijing tomorrow. Nie Wushuang gathered the veil on his head, and Yang Zhi helped him to walk towards Xiao Fengqing's big silver account. When he reached the account, the guard saw Yang Zhi, understood it, and immediately let go.
Nie Wushuang looked at the hanging curtain, took a deep breath, and then drew in the curtain. The account was dim, and Nie Wushuang blinked, and then he adapted slightly to the light in the account. There was a strong smell of medicine, and she slowly walked in, and finally saw Xiao Fengqing lying motionless in the inner tent.
He was naked, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, a thick bandage was wrapped around his chest, and the strong smell of the ointment emerged from the bandage. There was no one in the tent, but he was lying alone.
Although Nie Wushuang knew that he was seriously injured, he did not know that he was so badly injured. He was lying on the couch, if it wasn't for the slight undulations on his chest, it almost looked the same as the dead.
Nie Wushuang stepped up his steps, stepped forward, and turned back slightly angry: "Why no one looks at His Royal Highness?"
Yang Zhi was also surprised. Xiao Fengqing was so injured that someone should take care of him. He thought about looking at the little housekeeper in the follow-up account, and his eyes were already sharp.
As soon as the housekeeper heard it, he knelt down in a hurry, and answered with a quivering head: "Yes ... it is His Royal Highness that he will not be served ... His Highness has driven the slaves out ..."
"Ahem ..." Xiao Fengqing on the bed was shocked when he heard the sound. Nie Wushuang sat on the bed and touched his hand, only to feel that his hand was cold. He was so cold on such a hot day.
"His Royal Highness?" Nie Wushuang shook his hand and called lightly, his eyes changed in complexity. Nowadays, she is more and more unaware of how to face him. It is an alliance or an unscrupulous adulterer. Husband Maybe she can convince others, the royal family, she and him are just normal. The relationship between exploitation and conspiracy. But the only thing she couldn't convince was herself.
He did far more than she did for him.
She hated his persecution, but had to rely on him for everything.
"Feng Qing ..." Nie Wushuang leaned down and called in his ear: "Wake up ..."
Xiao Fengqing slowly opened his eyes, waiting to see the person in front of him, a pale smile appeared on the pale paper-like face: "You are finally here ..."
He coughed again violently. Nie Wu looked at him coughing with both hands, and quickly gave him the silk scarf. Xiao Fengqing coughed for a moment while covering her thin lips, one opened, and there was a dark blood on the white silk scarf.
"This ... what's going on?" Nie Wushuang was startled and asked quickly.
The housekeeper kneeling on the ground gave a glance, and trembled: "The slave didn't know, the doctor said ... the doctor said that His Highness had broken a rib and hurt his heart ... maybe this blood ... this blood is congestion. Let ’s call it Taiji! Let ’s go ...

"Come back!" Xiao Fengqing suddenly got up from the bed, slammed the medicine bowl on the table next to him, and smashed to the housekeeper: "Don't wink ... mother ... what's your doctor here! Get out! ! "
His eyes were full of suffocation, and his amber eyes seemed to be cannibalistic. Nie Wushuang quickly helped him and signaled that Yang Zhi would also retreat. Yang Zhi quickly pulled the unfortunate Xiao Nei back down. The account was silent again,
As soon as Xiao Fengqing was excited, he moved the injured part of his ribs, and his sweat was dripping from his forehead, but he held his breath silently, only holding Nie Wushuang's hand, and it took a long time to calm down.
"Why are you here?" He let go of her hand, just a moment ago, her slender hand turned red again. He glanced at her hand and laughed suddenly.
She, like him, is a stubborn person. He is right. She and he are both of the same kind, but the two are too similar, and no one is willing to give in to each other easily, to give in to fate.
"Look what's going on with your Highness." Nie Wushuang carefully placed him, his eyes calmed. She hid her injured hand under the long sleeve and brought him a bowl of water.
Xiao Fengqing leaned on the cushion on the back, took a sip of water, closed her eyes halfway, and resumed the laziness of the past: "Can't die ..."
Nie Wushuang lowered his eyes, only a moment before he asked, "Why does your Highness do this? Why did you save the Emperor for what? In the event that Your Highness has a good wife, wouldn't it ..."
Xiao Fengqing turned his head and sneered, "What else? Just like you said, seeing the right time to gain the emperor's trust. Isn't that the purpose of your message to the king?"
Nie Wushuang's eyes were complicated, and he asked, "Doesn't His Highness care about his life? Or does His Highness change his mind?"
"I don't have a king!" Xiao Fengqing turned back, and his amber eyes were as cold as frost: "I don't! I will replace him one day! You remember to me that the king wants the world! The world!"
He grabbed her by the arm, and the pale and enchanting handsome face showed the crazy look that scared her: "And you! Nie Wushuang! Remember who gave your life and who sent you to the palace, You also have to remember that in the future, it must be that the king can achieve your desire for revenge! It is not the emperor who can coax people with that sweet word! "
"But he is your third brother!" Nie Wushuang broke his gripped hands and stepped back, Mei Mei passing through pain. Xiao Fengqing was powerless after the injury, and she broke away and fell to bed.
"His Royal Highness, he is your third brother! His Royal Highness is your only loved one in the world!" Nie Wushuang fixedly looked at Xiao Fengqing on the bed.
"No! He isn't!" Xiao Fengqing looked up, his hair cluttered across his face, black hair, white face, and the deep face unlike the Central Plains. At this moment he seemed to be in fear Charm of strength, handsome and ominous.

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