C112 Fu Fei's illness is severe

It was drizzling and filled with endless sorrow. The falling flowers outside the window only left behind the sorrowful look of the land. The current capital seemed especially desolate.

"Empress, the wind is very strong outside, so you should be careful of catching a cold. This servant has specially brewed this noble Geng Lotus Seed Congee to warm Empress's body." His heart ached a little. Ever since the general had met with trouble, his own mistress had always been this restless, and he did not know how to comfort the Empress's heart. Now, he actually hoped that the general could return safely, otherwise the Empress …

Lian Yun took a cape from the bed and gently tied it around Shen Qingwan's neck. With the Empress's current state, her personality was even more cold and aloof.

"Empress …" After a long while, there was no response, so Lian Yun called out to her softly.

"Yes, I understand." Shen Qingwan's voice sounded ethereal in response to the current atmosphere.

Although the Emperor had sent Ye Feng to investigate, he did not know how the situation was and whether he had found out anything. Furthermore, his father was still well at the moment.

Shen Qingwan's gaze seemed to pierce through the thick walls and see the northern wind whistling through the borders, as well as the familiar face of her father.

Just a moment ago, it had been drizzling, but now it was clear, causing everyone's heart to be filled with joy. Within the imperial garden, the flowers were delicate and beautiful, the droplets of water, under the sun's light, causing them to lose their color, even the female servants who were passing by couldn't help but stop themselves from taking a few more glances.

Shen Qingwan had completely disappeared, because she suddenly thought of someone, that might be able to resolve her worries. Thinking of this, her footsteps became faster, causing Lian Yun, who was behind her, to be alarmed, reminding her to be slower.

When she just arrived at the Shufei's chamber, Shen Qingwan did not look at the servant girl outside. Her eyebrows slightly raised, and she could faintly hear coughing sounds coming from the chamber.

"Shufei?" It was clearly dark inside the room, and the coughing sound was getting louder and louder. Shen Qing Wan raised her head and looked at the person lying on the bed: Shufei.

"Shufei, what's wrong with you?" At this moment, her face was pale and cold sweat was dripping down her forehead from time to time. When she heard a sound, Wu Ling struggled to open her eyes and saw that it was Shen Qingwan. Just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, she suddenly coughed.

Shen Qingwan quickly calmed the Shufei down and had Lian Yun, who was by her side, quickly summon the imperial physician over.

Before long, the imperial physician arrived. He tied a silk handkerchief around Wu Ling's wrist and carefully took her pulse.

"Imperial Physician, how is the Shufei?" After the imperial physician recuperated his pulse, Shen Qingwan's eyes were filled with worry as he looked at the Shufei lying on the bed.

"Reporting to the Concubine Xian, the Empress has always been weak. The weather when she came in was a little cold, so I accidentally caught a cold. I will prescribe a few medicines for the Concubine Xian, but I need some time to recuperate." Shen Qing Wan nodded, asking Lian Yun to send the imperial physician away.

At this moment, Wu Ling was much calmer than before. She wasn't as powerless as before. "Ah, sister …" Cough * * Cough * * cough * This is as good as dead, so there's no need for little sister to worry. " Wu Ling forced a smile as she thought to herself that Shen Qingwan's heart was being broadened.

"Big sister knows her limits. How could I not pay attention? One must know that one's body is their own." Shen Qing Wan did not like the way the Shufei said it, it was a coincidence, if it was the next time, what would she do?

"Alright, alright. I know that my sister is thinking for my sister as well …" Cough cough … "Think about it." Wu Ling smiled and said, "Sister, please drink some tea first." Shen Qingwan took the small bowl from Lian Yun's hands, but Shufei did not reject her.

Seeing the last bowl of water, Wu Ling's complexion improved, "Oh, by the way, Shen Qingwan, why did you think of coming here today?" He wiped the corner of his mouth with the handkerchief, feeling a little curious.

"Could it be that little sister has to be busy before you can come and see big sister?" "I'm not thinking about you, but I didn't expect that you would be so worried." Shen Qingwan's gaze softened and the coldness in his eyes receded a little. He was still a little girl after all. When he met a sister he was familiar with, he opened his heart to them.

In fact, Shen Qing Wan originally wanted to ask about her father's matters, but seeing how unwell Shufei's body was now, she could not let her worry so much. After Shufei's health gets better in a few days, she will talk about it again.

And Wu Ling could guess, since Shen Qing Wan had already said so, she did not expose him, and the two chatted for awhile about family matters. Seeing her slightly exhausted expression, Shen Qing Wan did not linger, and only reminded her repeatedly before she left that she was worried, causing the corner of her mouth to curve upwards, and told the maid that she was close to her side to settle everything properly, before leaving with Lian Yun.

Now that things had not been resolved, so she could not be anxious either. After all, the Shufei was not in a good condition right now, even if she said that, there would be one more person to worry about, and now that hope was placed on Ye Feng, she did not know what had happened to Ye Feng, and did not know if he had found out the truth behind the matter. At this moment, Shen Qingwan was somewhat envious of the birds flying in the sky, and could freely go to the place she wanted to go, but she could only stay in this place.

"Sigh, there's no one who can talk these days." He let out a long sigh, feeling sorry for himself.

Even if the flowers fell to the ground, it would just be a leaf falling back to its roots and starting anew. It was just that Shen Qingwan didn't know where she would end up from now on.

Shen Qingwan faced the direction of the border, her hands clasped together devoutly. She prayed that the heavens would bless her, that this battle would be a victory, and that her own father would be safe and sound.

Right now, the only thing he could do was pray here. He didn't know if his father at the border could feel his worry and hoped that this matter could be resolved perfectly.

Under the peach tree, a beauty dressed entirely in white stood under a group of flowers as she pointed at the falling flowers and floated above her shoulders. Her eyes, which contained a glimmer, were originally calm as they entered the water, but right now, they were rippling.

Where he was at, however, the scene was very different.