610 Headache

I don't know if it's hitting Shen Dingshan or the third prince.

One by one, they don't know how to give him peace of mind. Are they really all taking his throne as a safe bet?

He really is the most useless emperor in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

Besides, Shen Dingshan came out of the palace and strode forward. The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became. Maybe something happened that he didn't know.

"Go to Prince Shuo's Mansion."

He turned around and went to Prince Shuo's mansion, but when he went, he saw Shen Qingci feeding the golden eagle with fish.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Shen Qingci stood up and ran over to grab Shen Dingshan's sleeve.

Shen Dingshan just squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Qing's speech for a long time, "A Ning, are you hiding something from your father?"

"Hiding you, no."

Shen Qingci blinked her eyes, and she was going to play stupid to the end. She couldn't help but feel a little pain in her forehead, and she resisted the urge to touch, just clenched her fingers and put them behind her back.

She knew that Shen Dingshan's power of observation has always been very subtle, even if it was a small movement of hers, I'm afraid it can make him think of something?

So she can't have other thoughts, and of course she has no other actions.

She still can't let her father know that she almost died, otherwise, I am afraid that her father will carry her home again, and she will not let her go back to the Shuowangfu again. , even if it is to let her be an old girl, but she will not let her give her life here in vain.

Shen Dingshan glanced at her again, and then he reached out and patted his daughter's shoulder.

"Daddy is fine, but I just want to tell you that what you asked me to tell the emperor is done, and I will just keep the money in the future."

"Okay," Shen Qingci naturally agreed.

She will still use the money in the future, so she must keep it herself.

Soon after, Lao Hengjuu came over, and he also brought good wine and tea, and served Shen Dingshan. Shen Dingshan was a good wine person. Shen Dingshan also liked it very much.

After drinking it, I was very happy, and of course I forgot about other things.

When Shen Dingshan had eaten and drank enough, then he left with the secretary's entourage.

Shen Qingci only let out a sigh of relief. She touched her forehead, and there was a slight cold feeling on her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Lao Hengchen came over and put his hand on her forehead, and saw that the scar seemed to be a little redder than before, and it was also going to be hot. .

"It's alright," Shen Qingci shook his head, only in pain.

The pain she felt was not just the pain on her forehead, it seemed that her entire head was aching.

Not long after, Mo Fei ran over in a tumble.

He searched for a long time and found nothing?

"Madam's trauma is getting better soon."

"Then why does it still hurt?"

Lao Heng asked Mo Fei in a deep voice. At this time, the ice and snow-like coldness in his eyes also made Mo Fei fight a cold war and asked him, how could he know?

"Perhaps it's the injury or the head injury, so Madam needs a good rest."

The more Mo Fei spoke, the quieter his voice became.

When Lao Hengjuu was about to ask again, he found that his sleeves were tight. He lowered his head and saw that Shen Qingci had already fallen asleep. Her eyebrows were slightly relaxed to both sides, and it didn't look like she was sleeping. uncomfortable look.

So it seems that she should not be so uncomfortable.

"Xu is that Madam is not happy, and her head will hurt."

Mo Fei touched his chin, and that's all he can say now. However, he can also use his own medical products to ensure that Shen Qingci is absolutely fine, and her pulse can no longer be peaceful, as long as it's not too much Let her think too much about things, maybe it will be better.

There seems to be another season of falling leaves, rustling.

I don't know if it was swept up by the north wind or if the blade was broken.

After falling one by one, it seems that there are still those hot summer days, which are left in these leaves.

I don't know when, it was actually raining outside, and the sound of the rain was dripping down, and it was comfortable to hear it.

Shen Qingci opened her eyes, she sat up, it turned out that it was really raining outside, she gently put her hand on her forehead, it seemed to be better, and it didn't hurt much.

However, why does she always feel that something is wrong.

She tapped her head with her hand, and when there were footsteps outside, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, so as not to be found out of her inexplicable self-mutilation.

"Awake?" Luo Hengxuan walked in, still holding the white porcelain bowl in his hand.

Shen Qingci buried her face in the quilt. In fact, she didn't need to look at it. She just smelled it, and she knew what it was, and how could it be medicine?

She has been drinking the medicine for a month, and she takes one bowl every morning and evening. She has no fragrance, but she smells her own body, but there is a smell of medicine.

If it goes on like this, she has to become a medicine jar.

A large palm was placed on top of her head and caressed gently.

"A Ning, good medicine is bitter."

"Oh……"

Shen Qingci knew, but she really didn't want to drink, could she?

"A Ning..."

Another sentence.

The man's voice has always been nice, although it is cold, but it is always somehow warm, just like when she woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, it was no longer lonely when she was alone.

She finally raised her face and sat down.

Luo Hengxuan touched her hair again.

Then he sat down, took the spoon, and fed Shen Qingci one by one.

In fact, Shen Qingci really felt that the long pain was not as good as the short one. It would not be better to drink it in one breath. It was a bit of a pain from the beginning to the end, but in the end, she still felt that this kind of bitter torture was better, and even sometimes I want this torture to last longer.

Brandon shaves her face.

Shen Qingci was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing. At that moment, some bright rays of light flowed out of her eyes. It was like the morning sun on the first day, so gorgeous and beautiful, so beautiful and amazing, so of warmth and comfort.

Luo Hengyuan fed her spoon by spoon again, and then he took out something from behind him and put it in front of Shen Qingci.

His five fingers are open, and in the palm of Subai's hand, there is a candied date lying there.

Shen Qingci took it and stuffed it in his mouth.

Immediately, that kind of sweetness also suppressed all the bitterness just now, and the mouth was full of sweetness, that is, full of fragrance.

Lao Hengju lifted Shen Qingci's forehead.

Those red wounds don't seem to be as red as yesterday.