Eyes closed with closed eyes, the eyelashes trembled, and the brows froze together.

Emperor Xuanwu looked down at her pale, scarlet eyebrows.

I don't know why in my head, the words she just said to Xue Qing again.

She, she was insulted in this house before?

He knew that her years had been unsatisfactory, but he did not expect that without the shelter of the general and the long princess, she would be bullied.

However, he couldn't wait to spoil Jiaojiao in his palm.

Those who insulted her, he wanted them all one by one, to survive, not die!

Yan Ge did not roll over in such a trip, it was a terrible headache, and I was really tired and sleepy.

So not long after holding Xuanwu's arm, he fell into a lethargy.

Waking up the next day, there was no trace of Emperor Xuanwu.

The several royal doctors were all waiting outside. Just after Yan Ge was sober, the palace doctors went into the inner room one by one, and helped Yan Ge take the pulse.

In their opinion, Yange is really ill.

Probably, it is because of the blood loss of the moon event, and over thought.

Not a big deal.

Emperor Xuanwu urged all the imperial doctors from various families to enter the palace at dawn as a result of such a small matter as the queen mother-in-law's body was faintly embarrassed. Everyone was really grieving, but they could not say a word.

Yange knew that these imperial doctors could not detect anything.

Her headache was due to mental strength, not that she had a physical problem.

It is normal to not find out.

However, looking at each of the imperial doctors, their brows were frowned, and the words did not embarrass them.

Waiting for the pulse to finish, let the palace people give a reward.

Before she finished grooming, Emperor Xuanwu from the other side had come down and came to the Cining Palace to ask Anshundao to have a meal with Yange.

Yange has no appetite.

I didn't eat much yesterday.

Today is even more reluctant to touch food.

Emperor Xuanwu did not eat Yange, and simply brought a bowl to feed Yange with porridge.

Yange is lazy and doesn't even want to open his mouth: "I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry at all, I'll eat when I'm hungry."

Emperor Xuanwu simply held his words in his arms.

The people in the palace dropped their heads, and all of them went back out of the house.

Emperor Xuanwu did not notice, only coaxed softly: "Yangyang, eat one bite, eat only one bite, you taste, this is your favorite lily porridge."

Yange was held by him, and he lay directly in his arms, and heard the words, "Just one bite?"

Emperor Xuanwu: "Okay, just one bite."

Yange quickly drank the porridge in the spoon and immediately grabbed Xuanwu's neck: "I'm done drinking, you're going to let me lie in bed. I'm very tired. I wake up too early in the morning and want to take a while. "

Emperor Xuanwu also wanted to feed her with a spoonful of hands.

Before he came, he saw the doctors.

Those guys said one by one.

Until he lost his temper, he asked each one individually, and finally got some words from these guys.

She wasn't sick, but was losing blood and qi. She was thinking too much, and just drank some medicine to replenish her blood and calm her nerves.

What is the relationship between headaches and blood loss?

Emperor Xuanwu's instinct that the illness of the song had nothing to do with the loss of qi and blood.

But all the doctors are saying so.

He couldn't help but doubted it, and fortunately thought, maybe Yan Ge would take a few blood-toothing soups and he would really be better.

Putting the song on the bed, Emperor Xuanwu stretched out his hands and rubbed the black hair of the song: "Sleep, don't worry about the things in the chapel, I will do well."