Chapter 474 Inhaled Corpse Qi

it hurts!

it hurts!

Even though her mind was still in darkness and she was completely unconscious, the pain had already arrived. Nan Yan couldn't help but frown and muttered, "It hurts..."

Subconsciously reaching out to grab something.

At this moment, a hand reached out, grabbed her wrist forcefully but gently, and put it aside.

Nan Yan still felt uncomfortable, shaking her head and muttering constantly.

"it hurts……"

“…”

“It hurts so much…”

Listening to her faint murmurs, Zhu Feng, who was sitting beside the bed, turned pale as if he had been punched. He gritted his teeth, shifted his gaze from the wrinkled little face, and looked at the imperial physician and the doctor from the palace standing in the room.

"You, you guys, can't you make her feel better?!"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

Those people knelt down in fear.

The imperial physician said with a bitter face, "We have already taken the best ointment for the female official to use."

Zhu Feng let out a deep breath, then said, "Useless thing."

“…”

“Get out!”

The group of people felt as if they had been pardoned. They all kowtowed to express their gratitude and then left one after another.

Zhu Feng turned his head again and looked at Nan Yan, who was lying on the bed shaking her head in pain and murmuring unconsciously. He felt like a needle was pricking his heart.

He held her hands and tried to make his voice sound gentle.

Although, I don’t know if she can really hear: “Nan Yan, don’t move.”

“…”

"Don't hurt yourself."

As if she understood what he said, the little girl finally calmed down slowly, but her dry little mouth was still mumbling something.

Seeing that her lips were so dry that they were about to crack - this was the north, of course different from the warm Jinling, Zhu Feng stood up and got a cup of tea, thought for a moment, took a sip himself, and then, as he had done before, slowly bent down.

Aiming at her lips——

"Um?"

A vague voice came from his ears. When Zhu Feng opened his eyes, he saw that Nan Yan had opened her eyes. Her clear eyes were still a little misty, and she stared at him blankly.

He swallowed the tea with a gulp.

"Are you awake?"

“…”

Nan Yan seemed still a little dazed. When she opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged face and was completely unable to react.

Just staring at him blankly.

Zhu Feng straightened up and looked at her again, lowering his head: "Are you feeling better?"

"……emperor?"

As soon as she finished saying these two words, an uncomfortable feeling came from her throat, and Nan Yan suddenly started coughing.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Zhu Feng hurriedly hugged her and let her sit on the soft cushion at the head of the bed. Then he brought the tea he had already taken a sip of to her lips: "Drink something first."

Her throat was burning, and Nan Yan didn't have time to say anything. She immediately took a few sips.

Finally, I felt a little more comfortable.

She raised her head, and finally regained some consciousness: "Your Majesty, this servant——"

"You passed out," Zhu Feng said, holding the teacup in his hand. "And you inhaled too much smoke."

“…”

"The doctor said that there's corpse gas in that thick smoke, which is not good for you."

“…”

"You need to rest for a while."

“…”

After hearing his words, Nan Yan was stunned for a moment before she took a deep breath.

She remembered!

Before he passed out, he wanted to drag the body out of the coffin, but the fire—