this sentiment

The Qi Pavilion of Zenglou is full of spring, and its makeup is as bright as a god.

The thin and light skirt is completely missing, and the dust is blocked by the thin fan.

"Your Majesty, it's cool in the morning, you should add some clothes."

The man was leaning lazily on the city tower with only a single robe, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, oblivious to everything around him, just looking forward to the king's return from a thousand miles away.

Ever since I received the newsletter from the city a few days ago, Queen Mo would arrive in these two days after counting the days, this person has become like this, every morning, he climbed up the tallest tower in the imperial city to watch, Knowing that dusk is coming, I am unwilling to go back.

Sighing silently, Alin thoughtfully put on a thick fur vest for him.Since the birth of the Third Highness, his body has really deteriorated. In the morning, the wind and dew are heavy, and he is especially afraid of the cold.The queen has only been away for a month and he has already been ill for two rounds, all due to the cold.

"Your Majesty, there is a secret letter from Mr. Zhao."

Someone from downstairs raised his voice to report, Feng Xiaoran's handsome face who had been gazing into the distance like a stone sculpture finally made some movement, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his light-colored thin lips were pursed even tighter.

It stands to reason that he is about to arrive at the imperial capital, so what needs to be played in secret?Should something have happened...

The unexplained shadow in my heart was getting heavier and heavier, and I hurried back to the Feilong Hall with my strength, but I saw a person kneeling at the bottom of the steps with his head bowed, his figure was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recognize him for a while.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man hurriedly turned around and saluted, only then did Feng Xiaoran realize that it was a double image.

"What happened?"

Knowing that he has always been by Mo You's side and is only responsible to him alone, but seeing him appearing here alone, Feng Xiaoran's uneasiness became more and more anxious, he randomly lifted up the corner of his robe and sat down on the dragon chair. He stared fixedly at the twinkling eyes of the ghost.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, we were attacked on the way back. It was... Feng Tianao."

"Go on."

Feng Xiaoran's voice was as cold as ice, but there was a burst of murderous intent in the calmness, which made Chong Ying, who had lived among the killers all year round, feel a chill running down his back.

"There are a lot of them, and all of them are fierce and desperate. It seems that as long as they can hurt us, all of them are willing to be buried with us. Our troops were trapped in a mountain depression. In order to save everyone, His Highness carried gunpowder Introduced Feng Tianao into a cave..."

Ghost's voice became lower and lower, until he couldn't continue, then he quietly raised his head and glanced at Feng Xiaoran's expression.

Originally, I thought that the man would throw a tantrum if he couldn't bear the blow, but he just let out a faint oh as if he couldn't hear it, his eyes continued to wander by the door, and he continued to ask questions.

"Where are the others? Is Xiao Ying back?"

"My Majesty, because we did not find the body when we turned back afterwards, Lord Xiao believes that His Highness must have found other ways to escape, and is still searching everywhere."

"Very good. Now that you're back, I'll allocate another eight thousand elite hussars to you. Take them and send them to me to find them. If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies."

Carefully stroking the border pattern on the sleeves, Feng Xiaoran sat there motionless, he didn't even know when the double shadow would go down or when Liu Mingyuan would come in.

Liu Mingyuan looked at the person in front of him with a complicated expression. The calmer he behaved at this moment, the more worrisome he was.Hearing that the life and death of his lover is uncertain, or that the fate is in danger, who can maintain such calmness?

"His Majesty……"

"Hush...don't make noise. Do you hear the sound of horseshoes? I'm listening. You'er is coming back soon, and the sound of horseshoes is getting louder and louder. Listen, come and listen!"

Feng Xiaoran stretched out his index finger to his lips to keep Liu Mingyuan from making a sound, but held his other hand close to his ear, leaning his body slightly forward, as if he could really hear something.

However, the huge palace was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard. Where did the sound of horseshoes come from?

"Your Majesty! Lord Liu, look at this..."

Standing behind Liu Mingyuan, Lin Dong's eyes turned red, the emperor seemed to be out of his mind, what should I do?

"Don't yell, he's bewitched in a hurry, wait for me to help him push the palace through the acupoint, you go and bring the two highnesses, after a while your majesty wakes up and sees the children by his side, I'm afraid it will feel better."

"Yes, the old slave will do it now."

What is this place?So loud... so hot!

Why are there three suns in the sky?All of them shone brightly with golden light, sparing no effort to radiate heat, and the air seemed to be on fire.

Why are there so many people around?They wore armored armor and held swords, guns, swords and halberds. Some fought on horseback, and some fought hand-to-hand.

Xiao Ran!

Who is calling him?How is it so familiar, so familiar?

He really wanted to turn his head away, but his body seemed to be frozen, his neck was so heavy that he couldn't turn it around no matter what.

The different fighting sounds were getting closer and closer, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed to a dark cave.

There are two people fighting in front, their bodies are stained with bright red blood, it is impossible to see who has the upper hand, it is getting closer and clearer.

Worry!

That person is clearly You'er!He wanted to go up to help him, but he couldn't move a step, as if his feet were stuck on the ground.

Seeing that the blade of the man in black sank deeply into Mo You's heart, blood flowed profusely.

No!Worry... Worry!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are awake."

"Father, what's wrong with you, Father, look at Huan'er, Father... woo woo woo..."

Feng Xiaoran tiredly raised his eyelids which were as heavy as iron blocks. There were human heads in front of his eyes, and the surroundings were so bright. He took a closer look and found that it was in his bedroom, A Lin brought Huan'er and Mu'er around his bed.

Lin Dong and Liu Mingyuan stood beside them.

"What's wrong with me?"

Pulling his lips feebly, his throat was burning like a pain, and he could only make a low, hoarse and difficult voice.

"Your Majesty, you have a fever and have been in a coma for three days, which frightened the two Highnesses."

A Lin choked up and said, Feng Xiaoran stared at him blankly, how long has it been three days?

His eyes slowly fell on the two children, their little faces were still childish, but there were glistening tears on them.

"Don't cry, father is fine. You must obediently listen to Mammy and recite some good poems to your father when he comes back."

"Father, will You'er come back? Mu'er heard a few eunuchs say that You'er won't come back in the garden today. Is it true? Mu'er doesn't, Mu'er wants him to come back!"

The little guy cried and fell into his father's arms. Several adults around him wanted to persuade him, but they didn't know how to persuade him.

On the contrary, Feng Xiaoran seemed to have regained consciousness a lot after these few days of coma, Mo You was quick-witted, smart and skilled, and he only cared about their father and son, how could he choose such a stupid way to die with the enemy?He must have found another exit in that cave, right?Maybe he was injured, and he is hiding somewhere to heal his injuries right now?

With such a thought, his heart settled down a lot. He stroked the soft back of his son's head, and he managed to pull out a smile.

"No, he will be back soon. Next time you hear anyone talking nonsense, you will slap his mouth."

Perhaps it was a pity that after more than half a month of waiting, they finally made them look forward to the news of Mo You.

"Your Majesty, Xiao Ying sent back Feige's letter and found Her Majesty the Queen in a small village on the outskirts of the imperial capital. The local villagers rescued him, but he was injured and was still unconscious. Xiao Ying had brought Take the carriage to pick it up, and you can return to the palace tomorrow."

"it is good."

Feng Xiaoran sat quietly in front of the cradle and looked at the sleeping baby. Ming'er, this child who made him suffer so much from his narrow escape, has never seen his other father since he was born. Now he is doing well, he will be back soon.

"Minger, be good tomorrow, the queen father is coming back, are you happy?"

Muttering and gently pushing the cradle, the nerves that had been tense every day finally relaxed a little. She stretched out her fingers and gently slid across the child's white and tender cheeks, and the hope of living began to surge in her heart again.

Mo You was carried back in a coma. Liu Mingyuan immediately took his pulse. It seemed that the cause was excessive loss of blood and energy. The injury was not very serious, and there is no danger of his life if he recuperates properly.

It's just... It's just that there seems to be a different kind of true energy slowly flowing in his chest, which doesn't integrate with his own internal force structure, but instead comes from an external force. What is it?

Liu Mingyuan couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly, but he couldn't tell the truth about Shangfeng Xiaoran's bloodshot eyes.Forget it, the internal strength of a martial arts practitioner changes day by day, maybe there is nothing wrong with it, so why worry him even more by speaking out?

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness will surely wake up within ten days."

"Thank you, Mingyuan."

Feng Xiaoran patted Liu Mingyuan's shoulder lightly, then turned around and sat beside Mo You's bed, without saying a word.Liu Mingyuan tactfully took away the two princes who came here who were still excited after hearing the news, and quietly dismissed the servants serving in the bedroom, telling them to go to the outer hall to wait for the summons.

"Look at you, I don't know that other people will worry about you. After staying outside for so long, I didn't even bring back a letter. Don't do that next time."

Feng Xiaoran gently caressed Mo You's stubble-covered face, with soft light in his eyes, as if Mo You was not in a coma, but was lying on the bed and talking to him quietly.

After wringing out a hot towel, he cleaned his face and body neatly, put on a clean shirt, took out a blade to shave off his beard, and combed his hair carefully. Generally angry.

After Feng Xiaoran finished all this, he was already out of breath from exhaustion, and had to sit down while leaning on the window frame.Quietly holding Mo You's hand, he smiled and folded his palms together.

Mo You's fingers were slender and well-proportioned, slightly bigger than his, and they were intertwined, but she refused to let go no matter what.

In the next few days, Feng Xiaoran didn't allow others to touch Moyou, and took care of everything by himself. He swallowed the soup and medicine and fed him carefully, and paid attention to everything in daily body rubs and massages. The child was left behind.

Just after the court was set that day, Alin ran out of the harem panting.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, the queen is awake!"