After finishing the meal in the morning, Xiaoling felt a little tired after playing and wanted to take a nap. Huang Fengmo arranged a private room and asked Yan Ruocheng to take him to rest.
After Yan Ruocheng coaxed Xiaoling to sleep, he finally had time to spend time alone with Huang Fengmo.
Huang Fengmo was sitting alone in a wheelchair under a big tree. The strong wind blew up, and several leaves blew onto him. He looked a little depressed.
Yan Ruozhen came out of the room and looked at Huang Fengmo who was sitting in a wheelchair in a daze. He couldn't help but said, "Your Highness!" He came over to help him sweep the fallen leaves off his body.
"Why don't you take a lunch break with Xiao Ling in the room?" Huang Fengmo said calmly.
"I want to come out and accompany you." Yan Ruocheng coaxed, knowing that he was still worried about Xiaoling saying that he was old.
Huang Fengmo paused for a while and said a little embarrassedly: "Ruocheng, I feel like my hair has been messed up. Can you push me back to the room to comb it again?"
After hearing what he said, Yan Ruocheng understood what he was thinking.
"Okay, Your Highness, let's go back to the room."
With a stroke of the comb, three thousand black hair fell between the fingertips. Yan Ruocheng gently stroked the long hair and sighed softly: "Your Highness... I see some white hair."
Huang Fengmo turned his head sideways and raised a wry smile, "Help me pull it out."
"It's not easy to pull out. There are many roots scattered on the top of the head." She deliberately lied to him.
Huang Fengmo sighed dejectedly and said: "It seems that Xiaoling is right, I look older than my father." Yan Ruocheng reached out from behind and put his arm around his shoulders, whispering in his ear.
He said softly: "I lied to you. Where does my Highness have a trace of white hair? His hair is very black. You, stop focusing on Xiaoling's nonsense. It doesn't matter even if you are old. Yes."
Everyone gets old one day. However, I think His Highness becomes more and more beautiful as he gets older."
Huang Fengmo laughed, and returned to his previous humorous tone and said, "Ruo Li, you are such a sweet-tongued old girl."
Yan Ruozhen pouted, "Your Highness, I don't make fun of you, but you laugh at me and don't tie your hair."
"Hahaha, if I weren't blind yet, I would also like to help you comb your hair when it grows back." Huang Fengmo smiled with sadness.
"Your Highness, don't keep saying that you are blind. It's just that the blood in your brain has not cleared up. Once you recover, you will be able to see again. Trust me, I hope it will be tomorrow." Yan Ruozhen helped him slowly restrain himself.
Good hair, hands on his shoulders.
"You are my hope. With you here, tomorrow will definitely be better." Huang Fengmo reached out and patted her hand and said.
"Hmm...huh?" Yan Ruozhen suddenly felt tightness in the chest and difficulty breathing. This was a symptom of a toxic attack. Recently, toxic attacks have become more frequent.
She stabilized her body, not wanting Huang Fengmo to notice her discomfort.
"Your Highness, I'll go out and make a pot of tea and come in."
She quickly took a few steps back from Huang Fengmo. When she turned around, she fainted due to physical discomfort and hit the vase on the square table. She almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she hugged it with both hands.
"Ruocheng? What's wrong with you?" Huang Fengmo heard the abnormality and hurriedly turned around in his wheelchair and asked.
"It's okay, I accidentally hit the vase." Yan Ruozhen replied pretending to be okay, but her voice could tell that she was feeling uncomfortable.
"But your voice doesn't sound like you're fine." Huang Fengmo worriedly wheeled his wheelchair in her direction and moved slowly.
"Your Highness, I'm really fine..." Yan Ruozhen didn't want him to know about her poisoning, so she couldn't help but continue to retreat, refusing to go to his side.
"Are you hiding something from me?" Huang Fengmo asked uneasily.
Yan Ruocheng found it increasingly difficult to breathe, and his head began to hurt. He saw a double image of Huang Fengmo in front of him.
"Your Highness...I..." Before she could say anything, she fell backwards and hit the ground with a muffled "bang" sound.
"Ruo Li! Ruo Li? What's wrong?" Huang Fengmo wheeled his wheelchair in a panic and groped his way over. However, the direction was a little crooked and he hit the vase table. The vase on it suddenly shattered to the ground. The fragments unfortunately fell towards the ground.
He rowed over with Yan Ruocheng.
The guards outside heard the sound of a vase being broken and broke in.
"Your Highness? What happened?" The guard came in and saw Yan Ruocheng fainted on the ground, with his forehead cut open by a vase and bleeding.
"Where is Ruocheng? Where is she?" Huang Fengmo asked anxiously.
"She fainted here." the guard replied.
"Hel her onto the bed and call Dr. Li over quickly."
"Yes."
After some treatment by Dr. Li, Yan Ruozhen was lying unconscious on the bed with his forehead bandaged.
"Doctor Li, you must tell me the truth, what happened to her?" Huang Fengmo asked.
"There is nothing serious about Miss Yan's forehead. It has been bandaged. It will not affect her appearance after the injury is healed." Dr. Li said evasively. Since both Huang Shenhuang and Yan Ruocheng had warned him not to poison her.
Tell Huang Fengmo.
Huang Fengmo asked again angrily: "You know that's not what I'm asking about. What's wrong with her body? She faints at every turn. Do you want to bully me into being blind?"
Dr. Li sighed and said frankly: "Miss Yan was poisoned by a strange poison. It was the poison that caused her to faint just now. She repeatedly told me not to tell His Highness, for fear of worrying you."
"What a silly girl!" After hearing this, Huang Fengmo clenched his fists.
"Why was she poisoned? Who poisoned her?" he asked.
"It was the Second Emperor who did it." Dr. Li hesitated and said directly.
"Second Emperor's Uncle?" Huang Fengmo became even more angry after hearing this.
An hour later, Xiaoling cried beside her and woke her up.
"Mom, don't die! Wuwuwu..."
"You're not dead?" Yan Ruocheng woke up and reached out to touch his head.
"You scared me to death. Mother suddenly fainted at Uncle Mo's side." Xiao Ling wiped her tears and nose and said while wiping her eyes.
"Come here and let me hug you. I'm sorry for scaring you." Yan Ruocheng hugged him distressedly and said.
"It's okay, mother, is it because the wound on your face is too painful that you fainted?" Xiao Ling looked at her face and said.
Only now did Yan Ruocheng realize that the silk covering her face was no longer there. When she touched it, there was a white strip of cloth on her forehead. When was her forehead injured? It was not injured when she fainted.
It still stung when she touched her forehead, hurting her face again, and she became depressed and sad. The old wounds were not healed, but new ones were added, and she was afraid that they would become more and more ugly.
"Mother looks very ugly now, Xiaoling, I'm sorry..."
"Mom has never been ugly, why do you have to say sorry? Does it hurt? It hurts when you touch it, and then it flies away." Xiao Ling gently touched her injury and said softly and innocently.
"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore." Yan Ruozhen kissed Xiao Ling's forehead, looked around, and asked, "Xiao Ling, where is Uncle Mo?"
"I don't know, it was Uncle Li who asked me to come over and look at you." Xiao Ling shook her head and said.
There was a squeaking sound of a wheelchair rolling outside the door. After hearing the sound, no one came in.
Yan Ruozhen looked at the door and Xiaoling said, "Mother, Uncle Mo must be outside. I'll open the door."
"No, don't open the door yet." She quickly grabbed Xiao Ling.
"Why?" Xiao Ling asked puzzledly.
"What about this? Because Uncle Mo may be angry with mother. Let him calm down first and see if he is willing to come in?" Yan Ruozhen explained with a frown.
"Mom, I think if you have done something wrong, you should take the initiative to apologize properly instead of waiting for others to calm down. This is wrong." Xiaoling said to her in a very sensible way.
It is indeed quite embarrassing to be lectured like this by your own child.
She raised her forehead and said, "Okay, mother really needs to apologize properly. Can you help me open the door?"
Xiaoling nodded and went to open the door with an arrow.
"Uncle Mo!"
Huang Fengmo, who was paused outside, was startled by him. He paused and asked, "Xiao Ling, is your mother awake?"
"I've woken up. Do you want to go in?" Xiaoling said, pushing the door open a little.
"No, let her rest. I won't disturb you anymore." Huang Fengmo asked the guards to push him away.
"Afraid? Uncle Mo, please leave now. Mom still has something to say to you." Xiao Ling rushed to him in a hurry, lay on his legs to stop him, and said.
Huang Fengmo looked back at the door. Yan Ruocheng was already standing at the door, and the two looked at each other.
"Why did you get out of bed? Go back and lie down." Huang Fengmo's tone was disciplinary, but it was not considered angry.
"Yes." Yan Ruozhen nodded awkwardly and turned back, followed by Xiaoling.
Huang Fengmo then asked the guards to push into the room, and Yan Ruocheng had already sat back on the bed.
She lowered her head slightly, not knowing how to tell Huang Fengmo about her poisoning, but Huang Fengmo waited silently for her to speak.
Xiaoling looked at the two silent adults, took their big hands directly, and after touching each other, said: "Shake hands and reconcile. You can't be so stingy. No matter who is right or wrong, it's fine.
Just shake hands and reconcile."
Thanks to Xiaoling's help in starting the conversation, Yan Ruocheng dared to say: "Your Highness, I'm sorry. I kept the matter of my poisoning from you."
Huang Fengmo said lightly: "You just don't want me to worry. I don't blame you. There's no need to apologize." Although he didn't blame her, there was no joy in his face. He still had a straight face and looked repulsive.
The appearance of being thousands of miles away.
At this time, Dr. Li came in with some decoction.
"Miss Yan, are you awake? Drink this bowl of medicine first and take care of yourself."
"Okay." Yan Ruocheng took the medicine bowl and drank slowly.
"If you still feel some chest tightness after drinking the medicine, you need to take these bottles of medicine pills again. Three times a day, three pills each time, taking each bottle half a stick of incense apart can temporarily suppress the onset of toxicity." Li Yu
The doctor said.
Xiao Ling looked at the twelve bottles of medicine pills of various sizes placed on the tray, and said in disgust: "Uncle Li, this is too much."
Huang Fengmo couldn't help but ask: "How many bottles of medicine are there?"
Xiaoling counted them and said, "Twelve bottles."
"Li Yuyi, can't you mix these medicinal pills together?" Huang Fengmo asked.
Dr. Li explained: "Your Highness, this is absolutely impossible. Each bottle contains a conflicting formula, so it must be taken in this way. The most important thing is that the toxicity in Miss Yan's body is capricious. I can only think
Come out this way.”
"Li Yuyi, I will take it according to the way you told me." Yan Ruocheng said after drinking the medicine.
"Miss Yan, do you feel unwell after taking the medicine?" Dr. Li went over to help her feel her pulse.
"No, breathing becomes smoother again."
"That's good."
Afterwards, Yan Ruozhen asked Li Yuyi to help take care of Xiaoling first, and he wanted to talk to Huang Fengmo alone.