Wrongly Marrying a Cruel General: Mad Concubine Peerless

In fact, it's nothing, but she didn't let herself tell the young lady about it, and she always felt panicked in her heart.

Mu Qingluan raised her head and frowned at Xiaolan.

"What's wrong?" As she spoke, she picked up a dry firewood and put it in the stove.

Xiaolan quickly took out a handkerchief from her arms, and wiped the ashes off Mu Qingluan's face.

Miss's temperament has changed a lot since she lost her memory. If it was the former lady, she would definitely not do such a thing, and even if she was wronged at that time, she was still stubborn, but now she is able to bend and stretch.

"Doctor Liu, how is your mother's illness?" Sikong Chenyi asked with concern.

Physician Liu bowed slightly: "My majesty, the empress dowager's illness is an old problem, her body is cold and her heart is failing. I want to ask an emperor, is the empress dowager always afraid?" Because from the perspective of her condition, her My heart is under a lot of pressure.

"Of course you will be afraid if you do too many bad things?" Sikong Chenyun sat aside and said sarcastic remarks.

It's just that as soon as the words fell, someone grabbed the collar in an instant: "You have the guts to say it again!"

The third prince, Sikong Chenling raised his fist angrily, as long as Sikong Chenyun dared to say one more word, his fist would fall on Sikong Chenyun's face with great impoliteness.

"Sikong Chenyun, don't be rude to the queen mother!" Sikong Chenyi pulled away Sikong Chenling who was about to beat Sikong Chenyun.

Sikong Chenling is already cheap if Sikong Chenling doesn't do anything now, his biological mother is insulted, and she is still the empress dowager, how would it feel?

If it were him, that fist would land without hesitation, Sikong Chenling was only one step away from him, his benevolent heart made him lose the throne, and it is hard to become a great weapon with a kind heart and a soft hand.

"Ahem!" The Queen Mother seemed to have made some movement.

Sikong Chenling took a stride and sat beside the empress dowager, and tightly held the empress dowager's hand: "Mother, are you feeling better?"

If he had to choose between the throne and the queen mother, he would choose the queen mother without thinking, but, is there still a chance to choose?

The Queen Mother slowly opened her eyes: "Ling'er, Ling'er..."

Sikong Chenling held back the uneasiness in his heart, and unconsciously tightened the hands of the queen mother: "Mother, my son is here!"

The Empress Dowager felt a little relieved when she saw Sikong Chenling, she struggled a bit, as if she wanted to sit up.Sikong Chenling understood what the Empress Dowager was thinking at a glance, he gently persuaded her on her back, and slowly helped her up, the way he looked at the Empress Dowager showed respect, reverence, distress, and worry!This is a veritable dutiful son.

Mu Qingfeng looked at Sikong Chenling fixedly, at that moment, she decided to help the queen mother to heal her illness.Not for anything else, just for that unforgettable love.

Sikong Chenyi sat on the other side of the queen mother: "Don't worry, queen mother, I will definitely cure your illness!"

The Empress Dowager turned her head to look at Sikong Chenyi who was speaking, his face was full of sincerity, for a moment, she almost thought that he really wanted to heal her illness, but this thought was fleeting.

"The emperor must govern the country well. Ai Jia will not die so easily when the country is not stable!"

There was a strong hint in her tone that Sikong Chenyi's country is still unstable, and it is not impossible for her son to take it over.