Chapter 386

Zhao Wanxi quickly opens the door to welcome out. Yunzipei's figure has appeared on the corridor. She looks dignified and uneasy. She looks left and right all the way, flustered and unconventional.

"Zipei, where's Princess Yu?"

Zhao Wanxi deliberately lowered the volume. Yunzipei's erratic eyes glanced into the room and made sure that Princess Lanxi closed her eyes. Then she lowered her voice and spat out two words: "dead!"

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes are wide open, and her face is unbelievable!

"Didn't you go to see the emperor?"

"The emperor discussed state affairs with his important ministers, but I couldn't see anyone. Later, he asked Duke Lin to take a message to the emperor. The emperor asked Duke Li to accompany me. After all, it was still a little late. Princess Zhen killed Princess Yu, but she bit back and said that Princess Yu wanted to kill her..."

Yunzipei was also angry and gritted his teeth. Although Princess Yu was not a good man, Princess Zhen's bold behavior was really heinous.

"I'm afraid that she can't bear the news for a few seconds, and she's thinking about it in a low voice

Yunzipei also sympathized with Princess Lanxi's experience. She nodded: "I'll tell the maidservant below that she's hiding Princess Yu's affairs. As for Princess Lanxi, our palace calls her cold and feverish, and she's recuperating behind closed doors.

However, the burden of taking care of Princess Lanxi will fall on you alone. I'll have Yucui deliver your three meals a day. "

Of course, Zhao Wanxi knows what yunzipei means. After all, it's not convenient for Princess Lanxi to make a public statement, and it's not convenient for taiyifu to treat her. There's no other way except for a few trusted people.

"Princess Lanxi is just a child. I'll write a prescription. You'll find a way to complete it. Let Yucui bring it to me later."

Zhao Wanxi is beside Leng Lanxi's bed. After her son's death, Princess Lanxi's temperature is getting higher and her hands are burning hot. She keeps wiping her body temperature for fear of touching her pain.

"Concubine, concubine, don't go --"

Leng Lanxi's hands scratched in a high fever, and the nonsense she was shouting was also her mother. Zhao Wanxi's nose was slightly sour in her eyes, and she felt a little pity.

She gently grasps Leng Lanxi's little hand, and the Sleeping Princess Lanxi is like a drowning man seizing the last straw to save his life, and gradually calms down.

It's getting light. Zhao Wanxi doesn't know when she fell asleep when she was lying beside the bed. In the dim light, she seems to dream of Leng junao. The man stands at the head of the bed, staring at her with deep and dark eagle eyes. Without saying a word, she quietly puts on a long cloak for her

The strange warmth of her body made her eyes glance toward her shoulders unconsciously, and her broad and thick black cloak wrapped her tightly.

In a flash, Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes widened. Last night's dream It's not a dream! The deep ink pupil and warm cloak staring at her in the hazy are all true!

"Concubine..."

The little hand on the bed grasped the sheet. Leng Lanxi's eyebrows were frowning. She seemed to be struggling between ups and downs. Her face looked very painful.

Zhao Wanxi took her hand as if to pass the power to her through the warmth of her palm --

"Princess Lanxi! I'll be here with you and everything will be fine. "

Leng Lanxi gradually calms down in a coma, but douda's cold sweat exudes from her forehead. Zhao Wanxi knows that she is suffering from pain that ordinary people can't imagine.