Oh my God, Oh my God. This world is in chaos.

She subconsciously pinched her arm, and it hurt.

It's reality, not a dream.

She was overjoyed and ran down, spread her arms, and threw herself into his arms, telling him how much she missed him - no, it wasn't miss, it was hatred. She hated him so much. She had countless sweet imaginations, if she saw him again, she must tempt him hard and then throw him away.

Haha, if you throw Luo Jia hard and abandon him hard, it will definitely be very good!

She needs such revenge very much.

She rushed over with excitement.

She saw Luo Jia also spread her arms - such powerful arms, and welcomed herself, embracing herself, warm, his smile was so arrogant, flying, with powerful bewitching, on her lips, like a flowering tree.

"Silly thing...you stupid thing..."

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty..."

Her bag fell to the ground without realizing it, and even the reins were lost. She jumped off the horse's back and pounced on it like a quick leopard, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I finally saw you..."

Morning mist.

Such a rich morning mist.

But nothing could stop her. She was full of courage and strength, and joy - all of them were joy, and rushed forward fiercely.

She plunged into a tree and almost hit a big bag.

The hands are empty.

My heart was empty. Just like the little girl who ran into Bashamu, she felt so aggrieved and sad, and she was about to cry after she slapped her mouth.

The sound of horse hooves was like a hidden weapon that stretched out from the ground, shattering the morning mist.

Fangfei turned around, staggered and almost fell down.

He supported her with his hands, and his sharp voice: "The Queen Mother..."

Fangfei covered her heart and felt like she was caught in a hidden weapon. She couldn't believe it. Her eyes were searching quickly like a hunter in the thick fog that gradually dissipated! Oh my god! Where is Luo Jia? Where is Luo Jia?

She rubbed her eyes hard and pinched her arms again. The pain was not a dream, it was definitely not a dream. But what about Luo Jia? How could the hallucination be so clear?

She didn't care about who grabbed her body, but just struggled and was eager to chase her out: he was in the thick fog, absolutely not going far! Luo Jia was definitely in the thick fog. She clearly saw it.

She struggled desperately and ran.

"The Queen Mother..."

"The Queen Mother..."

The voice was too terrifying, and she had to look at it, only to find that she had been stopped by a group of people-the leader was Rencheng King, who ran away with sweat, and the one who grabbed her was Eunuch Wei. Both of them knelt on the ground: "Empress Dowager, Your Majesty is critically ill, please take charge of the overall situation..."

Critical illness?!

Her mind buzzed, and even the shadow in the thick fog was shattered, and her voice trembled: "You... King Rencheng, what did you say?"

The King of Rencheng cried in tears: "The Empress Dowager... Your Majesty is critically ill... Please order the reunion of ministers and ministers back..."

Minister Guru??! No one dares to joke about such things.

"Empress Dowager, who should you call?"

Fangfei didn't care about what he said, so she ran away.

Emperor Hongwen is critically ill, the prince, he is really going to die! That is the prince, it is Hong!

"Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager..."

The King of Rencheng never knew why Queen Mother Feng, who had always been steady, ran so fast. Even her clothes were as strange as if they had been changed. Queen Mother Feng was dressed up as if they were not a man or a woman. What was she trying to do?

"Empress Dowager... God, is this Empress Dowager Feng?"

Wei Qiyuan grabbed the shocked King of Rencheng, and the two of them chased after him.

The guards also chased after him. The ancient pines returned to tranquility. The surroundings were like a vague fairyland, and no one could tell what had happened. The sun gradually rose, and the richness had drifted away. After a long time, a person slowly came out of the darkness.

The person who ran away was in a hurry. He didn't know whether it was heartbreak or comfort. Fangfei, she was thinking about the prince after all! After all, she was such a person, she was so cruel, but she never felt cruel.

Son, I hope my son will get better soon.

The atmosphere of Xuanwu Palace was like ice flowers condensed, and there was a lifeless cold everywhere.

Fangfei stumbled in, and the smell of medicine at her nose began to fade. The imperial doctors knelt in a row, the palace maids cried quietly, and the guards looked gloomy... Xuanwu Palace was almost dead.

When she crossed the threshold, she almost fell to the ground.

Emperor Hongwen's bedroom was so quiet that she suddenly stopped and didn't dare to move forward any further - Emperor Hongwen, Emperor Hongwen, what's wrong with him?

Is he dead?

She stood timidly.

Her fingers were almost put into her mouth, like a frightened child. She had experienced this deadly atmosphere, and that was when Luo Jia died. Now, it was Emperor Hongwen's turn. Her only relative whom she had existed was also dying.

In the future, if you are in trouble, who will take care of yourself? Who will sacrifice your life to rescue you?

Deep down, he has always been a relative and the closest person he is.

Even though she was so angry and broken, she never denied this.

Emperor Hongwen on the bed was lying quietly, and there was no sound of faint breathing. Her steps were light, and at the door, Wei Qiyuan supported her shaking body: "The Queen Mother..."

She shook Wei Qiyuan's hand away and collapsed.

Almost ran over.

The hand touched Emperor Hongwen's face - it was so hot that it began to become cold.

Her hands were shaking, panic, and her mind was messy. She didn't know how to place an order, and she even forgot the basic procedures for medical treatment.

Emperor Hongwen is dead!

Is he dead? Did he kill him?

"The Queen Mother..."

She burst into tears: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty..." Tears fell on Emperor Hongwen's face.

"The Queen Mother... Please save Your Majesty..."

Wei Qiyuan reminded her loudly, and was also frightened: "Empress Dowager, Your Majesty...he..." He did not dare to say the word "death". Everyone heard his tone and immediately fell to his knees.

The King of Rencheng was impatient and could no longer help: "Oh my God, has Your Majesty passed away?"

The "death" sounded like a thunder. Fangfei suddenly woke up, suddenly stopped crying, and shouted: "No!"

All the noise stopped.

Everyone looked at the angry Queen Mother Feng in panic.

"Your Majesty is not dead yet! What are you doing? All those who are irrelevant, go out! King Rencheng, Eunuch Wei, Doctor Hu, you three stay!"

No one dared to disobey. The King of Rencheng quickly said, "Empress Dowager, what should I do?"

"Save first, you can help me!"

Without saying anything, she helped Emperor Hongwen up, pinched his men, and pinched his other hand on the back of his head: "Hurry, take acupuncture. Take the medicine prescribed by Dr. Hu before, and send someone to make soup. You guys quickly make Beiwudang high mountain ginseng tea... hurry..."

Many things were prepared long ago, and they were not found for a while.

"The Queen Mother... the medicine has been boiled... but His Majesty refused to take it before..."

"Take it up."

Two palace maids held the medicine bowl, and Fangfei didn't avoid it. She sat by the bed, forcibly supporting Emperor Hongwen's heavy body, picked up the medicine bowl, and poured it down. His lips were closed tightly and he couldn't fill it, and the medicine juice was sprinkled on the quilt.

"Come on, open your Majesty's mouth..."

Two palace servants stepped forward, opened Emperor Hongwen's mouth, Fangfei lifted the bowl and poured it down. He poured three large bowls in a row. Emperor Hongwen still closed his eyes tightly, unable to even struggle. He was in a coma and let others do anything.

Fangfei put down the bowl and then calmed down and looked at the orders prescribed by the imperial physicians. There were several of them that were actually prescribed with the right medicine. If Emperor Hongwen took them yesterday, the situation would not be so bad.

"Come on, come here, and boil these herbs again. By the way, this flavor will only be boiled for one stick of incense. Do not, don't be too much, as it will be poisonous if it is too much..."

"yes."

"First go to Beiwudang ginseng tea and send it in half an hour, and it cannot exceed or reduce the time."

"yes!"

Seeing that he had nothing to do with him, the King of Rencheng was a little surprised, and took the time to ask: "Empress Dowager, what should we do?"

Empress Dowager Feng seemed to think of them at this time and said casually.

Wei Qiyuan looked at the King of Rencheng and whispered: "Prince, let the Queen Mother treat her. She will have a solution."

The Rencheng King hesitated for a moment and retreated.

Wei Qiyuan closed the door and suddenly the room became quiet.

Only she and Emperor Hongwen on the hospital bed could see clearly that Emperor Hongwen's face was a layer of dead grayish white, and his whole body quickly became haggard. Life was such a weak thing.

And his nose and the broken blood stains on it were also caused by himself.
To be continued...