Suddenly, Chu Yanzi's body stiffened, and she felt a little chill on her neck. Is this... the emperor cried?

The expression in Chu Yanzi's eyes changed, and she gritted her teeth and moved. Emperor Yong felt her movements, quickly raised her head, looked at her with heartache, and watched her tears fall down one by one, soaking her hair bun. Emperor Yong opened his mouth and realized that he was nervously unable to speak. He calmed his mind. Emperor Yong asked with care,

"Ayan, what do you want to say? Don't worry, you will be fine, I will always be by your side, Ayan."

Looking at her appearance, Emperor Yong didn't even use himself to claim that he was useless. He looked at Chu Yanzi, his eyes full of fear and heartache, feeling sorry for everything she suffered, fearing that she would not wake up again.

"...Prince, don't cry...Ayan...No, it's okay..."

Seeing her face pale, her teeth were trembling and she had to comfort herself, Emperor Yong felt ache in his heart, and he really couldn't bear to look at her again. He held her with one hand and covered her eyes with the other. After a long time, a tear fell on Chu Yanzi's face.

Feeling that there was movement in his arms, Emperor Yong let go of his hand to look at her, but seeing her trying to speak, Emperor Yong tightened his hand tightly, lowered his body, and put his ear close to her. Listening to her tone that was almost inaudible, Emperor Yong said with a vague swallowing voice, "Ayan, say slowly, don't worry, I'll listen."

Chu Yanzi blinked his eyes, tears kept falling, unable to control himself, and said with some difficulty, "Emperor, Your Majesty... Hold Ayan tightly...Ayan, Ayan hurts...so cold..."

Listening to her words, Emperor Yong felt cold in his heart and panic in his eyes. He hugged her tightly with his hands, looked at her face nervously, and said softly, "Is Ayan still cold?"

"… Cold… It hurts so much… Emperor, Ah, Ah Yan… I’m a little sleepy…”

After saying this, Chu Yanzi's breathing became lighter. He blinked and looked at Emperor Yong. Seeing Emperor Yong's face turned pale because of his words, Chu Yanzi's eyes flashed with heartache. He tried hard to raise his hand to touch him, but he couldn't lift it high.

Emperor Yong quickly picked up her hand, not caring about the blood on her hand, and gently placed it on his cheek. Emperor Yong looked at her, fear and panic, and even said with some begging, "Ayan, don't sleep, don't sleep, okay? Look at me, Ayan, look at me!"

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Next is the small theater - "No~"

Chu Yanzi didn't expect that he would come up, stared at Fu Yan with wide eyes, stretched out his soft jade arm to him, and said dissatisfied, as if he was angry and coquettish,

"Fu Yan, what are you going to do!"

Fu Yan looked at her blushing, full of spring light, breathing slightly sluggishly, and her face was obviously red, and she was too embarrassed, just approaching Chu Yanzi bit by bit.

Chu Yanzi's little force could not stop Fu Yan from approaching. He gradually declined and retreated to the edge of the bed little by little until there was no way out. Chu Yanzi looked at Fu Yan's shame and was about to flow out, but he was still approaching step by step. He was angry and annoyed, and with a hint of shyness, and was soft and coquettish.

"Ayan, don't you do this, okay? Ben, I, I'm a little scared..."

It seemed that he had broken through some obstacle. The feelings in Fu Yan's eyes seemed to burn Chu Yanzi. He suddenly said, "A Yan, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

His tone was comforting, but there was an indescribable hotness. The air seemed to be burning. When Chu Yanzi heard him calling his name, he paused with a rare pause. Then he seemed to be infected by the heat of the air. His face was neither hot nor shy, and he was red...

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