The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Chapter 295 [295] Madness can't be cured
The man tilted his head, his handsome face was covered with blood, and his black eyes were also filled with scarlet.

Yun Mumu looked into Duan Yihuang's eyes in a daze.

Those eyes, I don't know if it's the problem of the angle of the light, or it's blood stained.

She could clearly see that his eyes had turned red like pomegranate seeds.

The smell of blood continued to pour into her nose and mouth, and her hands that were tightly clasped on the wall of the carriage also slowly fell down.

Then his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in his room.

She was lying on the bed, covered with an embroidered quilt.

Zhou Cheng at the side was feeling her pulse.

Zhou Cheng also had multiple obvious scratches on his hands.

"It's okay, it's just that I was frightened, just drink some calming medicine." Zhou Cheng said.

"Little Heizi, are you alright?" She remembered that when Ma went crazy, she threw Zhou Cheng out.

In that case, Zhou Cheng must have been injured.

"I'm fine, it's just a little scratch." Zhou Cheng was moved.

Unexpectedly, when the empress woke up, the first thing she cared about was not her own situation, but his situation.

"Oh, all right."

Yun Mumu nodded.

Suddenly remembering the corpse whose throat was cut by Duan Yizhen and then hung on the carriage rail, she suddenly asked: "Where is the emperor?"

She knew that Duan Yihuang was a lunatic, but she had never seen it before.

Even if he fell into a coma, he was still having nightmares.

Duan Yihuang like that is the tyrant that others said before.

"The emperor locked himself in the room, and no one saw him."

The person who answered was Bingqiao.

She came over with a bowl of calming soup, turned her head to Zhou Cheng and said, "Doctor Zhou, you are also injured, go and rest, and leave the rest to me."

Zhou Cheng nodded and left.

Yun Mumu took the calming tea from Bingqiao's hand and drank it all in one go.

Then get out of bed, get dressed, "I want to see General Tong."

Before meeting Tong Yu, she also went to Duan Yihuang's house.

But she didn't dare to go in directly, but stopped at the door.

Tong's house is dilapidated and in disrepair for a long time. The room Duan Yihuang lives in has a huge gap in the door.

Through the big slit, she could clearly see Duan Yihuang lying inside.

The bloody clothes on his body hadn't been changed yet, it had become hard and dry, and there were also dried blood stains on his face.

The hair is even more messy.

The meal brought to him at the door was completely cold, and he didn't even take a bite.

Seeing him like this, Yun Mumu didn't know why, her nose was sore, and tears just fell down.

The two are separated by a door, but it seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

The man also saw her outside the door, with a pale and bloodless face.

Duan Yihuang turned over and hugged the crispy dumplings in his arms tightly, but his tall body was curled up like a baby at this moment.

The bloody Longquan sword was also inserted above his head, and the blood stains on it had dried up.

Yun Mumu heard Duan Yihuang's hoarse and deep voice: "Get lost."

Yun Mumu didn't roll obediently, but lifted up her skirt, and sat on the steps in front of Duan Yihuang's door.

Just sat there quietly.

Holding his chin, he began to sink into thought.

I heard that Duan Yihuang was insane.

But this madness has never been cured since ancient times.

How can Duan Yihuang be cured?

Before, Duan Yihuang, who was clearly able to save himself, lay in bed like that for more than a year, letting himself fend for himself.

Probably because of this disease.

(End of this chapter)