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"Mother!" Yan Er obediently practiced his words. When mother wakes up, she will be able to kiss Yan Er, right? Yan Er wiped his mother's face first, then went to write some letters! "

The moment Chou Yan walked back to the mandala, he saw Steamed Bun kneeling on the bed. In his hands was a clean cloth, he wiped it lightly on Luoluo's peaceful and pale face.

Feeling pain in his heart, Chou Yan walked forward and picked up the bun. "What is Yan Er doing?"

"Father!" "Steamed Bun turned around and smiled at Chou Yan:" Yan Er will wipe my mother's face. Yan Er heard from her that the person who is sleeping can wake up once they have wiped my face, and Yan Er will wipe my face often enough so my mother will wake up! "

"Good son!" Chou Yan kissed Steamed Bun on his face, then placed him on the ground and said, "Go write! "When your mother wakes up, you can go and see!"

"Good!" Steamed Bun immediately put the cloth in Chou Yan's hand, turned around and ran to the inner side of the table, climbed onto the table and began to write his own name, Ming Zi.

Chou Yan turned around and walked over to Luoluo's bedside and sat down at the side. He picked up the cloth in his hands and continued working on the buns, wiped off Luoluo's face, and then put it down to the side. He raised his hand and gently rubbed it across Luoluo's face: "The imperial physician asked you to wake up in seven days, you aren't really planning to sleep for seven days are you?"

It had already been three days, but she actually didn't move at all. It was as if she was in a deep sleep. But Chou Yan could feel that the Luoluo's breathing was very weak, at times not …

He had investigated the dungeon before, and knew how much pain the Luoluo had to endure. He also knew that it would not be easy for him to survive this kind of devastation. He had to admit that the heavens were fair, at least they didn't let Luoluo leave.

"Wang." Xi Er carried the medicine and walked in. Looking at the sadness in Chou Yan's eyes, he sighed helplessly and walked forward: "Wang, Xi Er wants to feed the princess the medicine."

"Let me do it." Chou Yan took the medicine bowl from Xi Er's hands, turned and helped Luoluo sit up, then turned around and sat beside her, allowing him to lean against her chest.

"Will the princess wake up?" Xi Er stood at the side and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Yes." Chou Yan decided to speak, he scooped up a spoonful of medicine and blew lightly on it to cool it. Then he placed it at Luoluo's mouth and fed it to her.

He originally thought that Luoluo would be like how she was in the past few days, unable to drink at all, and had to feed it with his mouth. However, he did not expect that Luoluo would actually move his mouth and swallow the medicine this time.

"Luoluo?" Chou Yan's expression was ecstatic, he immediately scooped another spoonful and placed it beside Luoluo's mouth: "Come!"

Feeling the bitterness in his throat, Luoluo frowned and opened his eyes a little.

"The princess is awake!" Xi Er, who was at the side, saw the Luoluo's movements clearly and immediately shouted in surprise.

Chou Yan held onto Luoluo tightly, lowered his head, and carefully looked at her opened eyes. "Luoluo, are you awake?"

"Mother!" Hearing Xi Er and Chou Yan's voices, Steamed Bun threw down his pen and quickly climbed down from the table. He ran to the bedside, looked at the Luoluo who seemed to be awake, and shouted loudly.

Although she had opened her eyes, it was so blurry that she could not see anything clearly. It was as if, within the mist, she could only hear the Ming Zi calling out to her beside her ear.

"Luoluo!" Chou Yan placed the medicine bowl in Xi Er's hands, lowered his head and gently patted her shoulder: "Luoluo, wake up!" She had clearly opened her eyes, so why did it seem like she had no spirit?

"Ugh …" His eyebrows creased even more tightly, as if he felt the pain from the wounds on his body that had not healed. Chou Yan immediately supported her with his hands, not shaking her body.

"Luoluo."

"Princess?"

"Mother!" "Mother …" Steamed Bun puffed out his lips, forcefully pushing Xi Er away, and crawled onto the bed. He definitely did not want to be left alone!

Luoluo acted as if she did not hear the voices of Xi Er and Steamed Bun. She only moved her head and breathed in the smell of Chou Yan's body.

"Luoluo?" Chou Yan frowned, he did not know what Luoluo was doing now.

Luoluo, this Ming Zi, seemed to only be called that by Ming Liehan … Chou Yan would only call her Bi Luo.

"Cold, cold …." The Luoluo hoarsely raised her eyebrows and was about to reach out to touch Chou Yan's face. "I think I see you …"

"It's me, I'm here!" Chou Yan immediately held onto Luoluo's small hand which she seemed to once again powerlessly want to put down, and tightly held her hand.

Hearing that, Xi Er was somewhat stunned, and stared blankly at Chou Yan.

Chou Yan paused, turned her head around and glanced at Xi Er, but did not reply. He only held onto Luoluo's hand tightly, lowered her head, and lightly kissed her pale little face: "Luoluo, where do you feel pain or where does it hurt?"

"Luoluo swallowed her saliva, and stared at Chou Yan blankly." "So you can see the chill once you are dead …" Luoluo suddenly opened her small, dry mouth. However, he immediately shriveled up her mouth again, "So you really are dead. If I knew you were dead, I would have seen you. I've come to see you since long ago …"

"What nonsense!" We are all alive! " Chou Yan frowned, holding onto Luoluo's shoulder: "Luoluo did not die, I did not leave either, we are all alive! "So, the Luoluo needs to take care of her body, do you understand?"

Luoluo did not seem to hear Chou Yan's words, he only tilted his head as if he was thinking about something. His eyes were misty, and as he looked into the distance, he muttered: "Icy cold …"

"Luoluo!"

"Princess!"

"Mother!"

Chou Yan looked at the Luoluo who had fainted again after tilting his head backwards in shock. He turned his head and roared, "Imperial Physician! "Come in!"

"Mother, Mother, didn't you wake up?" "Mother, you still haven't paid attention to Yan Er, and even ignored him. How come you're sleeping now?" Steamed Bun cried out loudly as he grabbed the clothes on Luoluo's chest. "Mother!"

The imperial physician was already waiting outside the mandala. Upon hearing Chou Yan's voice, he immediately rushed inside.

Seeing the Luoluo who was currently being hugged by Chou Yan and seemed to have fainted, the imperial physician walked forward and examined her complexion, raising her hands to open the closed eyes. Her nervous expression was finally put down, and with a smile on her face, she took two steps back, cupped her fists and said in a low voice, "The princess has escaped from danger!"

"Then why did she faint when she clearly woke up?" Chou Yan frowned.

"In reply to the king, the princess is now in a coma." "She was physically and mentally exhausted, but the fever from her injuries had already subsided. Now, all she needed to do was to give her medicine and rest for a day. Within half a month, the princess would be able to occasionally get out of bed and walk around."

Chou Yan and Xi Er let out a breath of relief at the same time and lowered their heads to look at the unconscious Luoluo. Chou Yan put Luoluo back on the bed and covered him with the blanket. Then, he picked up the steamed bun that was still crying from not understanding the Imperial Physician's words and placed it in Xi Er's embrace. He then turned around and looked at the Imperial Physician blandly.

"Okay, make sure she recovers completely. Don't let her have any of the diseases she left behind." "Also, those whip marks on her body …" There were even two shallow scars on Luoluo's face. If she did not help her remove the scars on the face, she would feel uncomfortable for the rest of her life.

"There's some medicine for scars in the palace. Starting today, you apply it three times a day, and within a month the scars will be gone!" Without waiting for Chou Yan to finish speaking, the imperial physician had already understood his meaning. In the palace, too many women cared about these things, so they had to prepare a lot of medicine to remove the scars. Thus, they could be considered to have used it in time.

"Well, bring the medicine before dark." Chou Yan nodded his head in praise.

"Yes, King." The imperial physician bowed respectfully and slowly withdrew.

"Steamed Bun was still crying, but Xi Er couldn't coax him any further. Chou Yan walked forward and received the steamed bun, patting his head and asked," What are you crying for? "

"Mother ignored me …." Steamed Bun wailed in grievance. He waved his hands wildly as if he was trying to hug her in the direction of the Luoluo. "Mother!" Mother, do not ignore Yan Er! "

"Your mother is asleep, how could she ignore you?" Chou Yan smiled lightly and patted Steamed Bun's head, "Be good, if you keep on crying, you won't look like a little man anymore!"

"Ugh …" Steamed Bun bit his lips in grievance, "Mom was clearly awake just now!"

It means that your mother will be able to wake up in a few days and play with Yan Er. So, you have to give your mother some time to rest! "Do you know?"

"Ugh …" "En!" Steamed Bun seemed to understand a little. He nodded and buried his face in Chou Yan's shoulder.

"Father, Yan Er will stop crying. Yan Er will wait for Mother to wake up so we can play together!"

Five days later.

Chou Yan was currently sitting in his bedroom, reviewing the memorials. Suddenly, the candlelight in front of him flashed, and Chou Yan closed his eyes, not bothering to look at the door.

Until the black-clothed man slowly walked into his palace, and coldly looked at Chou Yan with narrowed eyes.

"After so many days, you still recognize the palace of the I?" Chou Yan sneered, put down the brush in his hand and looked at the black clothed man indifferently.

The man in black sneered. "Aren't you free and easy? You've taken the Princess of Ming Rui as well."

"Chou Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at the black clothed man," "I haven't seen you for the past few months, for you to appear so suddenly today, I think that there must be something that I need I to do?"

The black clothed man carefully sized up Chou Yan's expression. Seeing that he was still the same as a few months ago, it seemed like there was no change.

"Kill the Princess Gabriella."

Chou Yan's face changed, his eyebrows knitted together as he looked at the black clothed man: "What?"

"I want you to kill Princess Gabriella!" including the child at her side and the palace maid. "

"Why kill?" Chou Yan looked at him coldly. He had just brought Luoluo back from hell.

"Didn't you always follow my orders?" The man in black's face suddenly turned cold. "Don't forget, in this world, I am the only one who can help you manage this country with greater strength. Only I know your past and everything about you!"

"Including lost memories?" Chou Yan raised his eyebrows and sneered.

The black clothed man paused for a moment before raising his eyes to look at Chou Yan with a cold smile. "What did you remember?"

"No." Chou Yan stood up and walked out from behind the table.

"Could it be that you're no longer trusting me after all these months of not coming out to talk to you?" "Or perhaps, there is doubt?" The black-clothed man squinted his eyes, and his skinny body looked extremely familiar to Chou Yan.

"Of course not, you are one of I's saviors, how can I be disrespectful to your savior?" Chou Yan laughed coldly: "However, why do you want I to kill Princess Gabriella?"

The man in black turned his head around. "If I tell you to kill me, then kill me. What reason do I need to ask?"

"In that case …." "When I left Chou Ming to visit his country a few days ago, did you really spread the word that Princess Gabriella was a demon?"

"Yes." The man in black did not hide it either.

Chou Yan clenched his fists inside his sleeves, resisting the impulse to immediately kill this black-clothed man who had ill intentions, he turned around and looked at him. "I asks you, more than a year ago, how did you know that I was King Chou Ming? At that time, I was saved by that strange Taoist, but when he woke up, he had already lost his previous memories. "After that, I met you. You talked about everything that happened to I, and then often went to the palace to interact with him. How about I? Now that I think about it, you probably have other motives, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"The I didn't mean anything, he was just curious about your motives!"

"There's nothing to be curious about. We've only known each other as brothers in the past, and have often been advisors to you. When I'm used to accompanying you and seeing the world of the Chou Ming Country, I'll naturally come often to tell you what to do."

"Oh?" Chou Yan raised his eyebrows, "Then why did you kill the Princess Gabriella? "Do you really think that she is a monster?"

"Blonde is the bane of evil." The man in black said coldly, "Didn't you notice that after Gabriella came over and kissed him, your temperament had changed a lot?" A ruler of a country cannot have only one woman in his heart! If she distracts you, you must kill her! "

Chou Yan did not refute him, but only calmly looked at his own huge palace, and slowly walked a few steps back and forth, as if he had thought of something, and turned his head, looking at the black-clothed man with complete confidence: "If I only has a Queen in her heart, and she accompanied I to cure Chou Ming, what do you think?"

The black clothed man hid behind the black cloth, his face cold. He turned around and looked at Chou Yan coldly, "You want to take Princess Gabriella as your backing?"

"Why not?"

"Absolutely not!" The black clothed man took two steps forward and looked at Chou Yan. Unless you want to destroy this mountain and river! "If that's the case, I might as well kill you now and replace you as king!"

Chou Yan squinted his eyes, looking back at the black clothed man's killing intent: "Do you think that you can kill I?"

"That depends on your luck!" The black-clothed man laughed coldly, and with that, he no longer paid any attention to Chou Yan. With a leap, he disappeared into the vast night.