The fool prince: the world's number one concubine

Chapter 220 Eight: Farewell 2

After three glasses of wine, Huo Zhengang took out the letter to Han Chenxi and said, "Call her for me, thank you!"

Han Chen also tore up the letter suddenly, throwing it all over the sky.

Huo Zhengang was stunned, staring at the fragments bewilderedly, speechless for a moment.

Han Chen also said, "I never do such a thing. What Chenxi wants is happiness, not a thin paper suicide note."

Huo Zhengang suddenly lowered his head, his eyes fell on the cold ground.

Han Chen also looked at him firmly, and finally said, "You have no choice."

Huo Zhengang suddenly smiled, very brightly, and said with a smile: "Yeah, I have no choice but to live."

Han Chen also nodded, Huo Zhengang left silently, the letter was scattered on the ground, and finally he was no longer so pale.

A gust of wind rolled up the curtain of the tent, and Huo Zhengang walked out of the tent. He looked up at the sky, and finally there was a confident persistence in his eyes.

The soldiers were still actively practicing, and the [-] soldiers might all know their fate, but all of them were calm and decisive, and the shouts seemed to be hitting the wall of fate over and over again.

Huo Zhengang walked over, and finally shouted loudly, he began to drill the soldiers, to revive the morale, this is not a breakout, but a breakout, Huo Zhengang's heart finally became clear, shouting loudly, Huo Zhengang's figure is as tall and straight as a mountain peak .

No one knows what will happen next, and no one knows the ending, but the process has become extremely bright, and everyone has a bright smile on their face, which is the most beautiful smile in life.

On the other side, Han Chenxi finally woke up. Han Rongxuan sat by her bed, held her hand heavily, looked at her distressedly, and asked, "Chenxi, how are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Han Chenxi didn't seem to understand what happened to her, but just as she was about to speak, her body suddenly felt severe pain. She couldn't help frowning, and her mouth pouted uncontrollably.

Han Rongxuan immediately said: "Don't talk, Chen Xi, the doctor said that you have contracted a cold and caused lung disease. Now your body is weak and needs to be recuperated."

Han Chenxi nodded obediently. Maybe it was because of illness or something else. Han Chenxi's eyes seemed to be much hollower, and the mischievous aura and willfulness seemed to dissipate quietly without leaving a trace.

Han Rongxuan gently supported her forehead, Wen Chuyao came in suddenly, holding the freshly decocted medicine in his hand, and said, "Your Majesty, feed her medicine."

Han Rongxuan immediately replied: "Okay, I'll come right away."

Han Rongxuan gently blew the medicine to cool down, and Wen Chuyao helped Han Chenxi up.

Han Chenxi said softly, "Thank you Queen Mother, thank you Emperor Father."

Wen Chuyao said distressedly: "Silly boy, thank you or not, hurry up and take the medicine, and get better obediently, you know?"

Han Chenxi nodded silently.

I thought that Han Chenxi, who had suffered a major blow, would be disobedient and uncooperative, but now she is unusually well-behaved and cooperative. Han Rongxuan fed the medicine to her mouth one by one. I drank the medicine immediately.

Wen Chuyao watched silently. Maybe she could feel some of Han Chenxi's feelings, but she still didn't have the ability to comfort her. Everything seemed a little quiet. Han Rongxuan seemed to be an ordinary and kind father after busy work.

Finally, after drinking the medicine, Wen Chuyao asked, "Do you want to sleep? If you want to sleep, just lie down."

Han Chenxi shook his head and said, "I'm not tired, I want to sit on my back for a while."

Wen Chuyao nodded and said, "That's fine too. The queen mother is here to accompany you and talk to you, but if you talk less, your throat will hurt."

Han Chenxi nodded obediently.

Wen Chuyao said again: "Don't worry, I asked the imperial physician, as long as I take the medicine on time and rest well, I'll be fine within a month."

Suddenly, Han Rongxuan said: "By the way, the kite you made for Chen Yi has already been set up by the emperor for you. It will never be damaged or stained with dust. Don't worry."

Han Chenxi still nodded obediently, seeming unusually satisfied.

Wen Chuyao sighed, turned her head and said to Han Rongxuan: "Your Majesty, go and do your business first, as long as there are concubines here."

Han Rongxuan thought for a while and said, "No, there is nothing more important than my daughter right now."

Han Chenxi suddenly said, "Father, my son is fine. If you stay here all the time, my son will feel uneasy."

Han Rongxuan and Wen Chuyao were stunned at the same time. Han Chenxi seemed to be a different person suddenly. In the past, they always had a headache because of Han Chenxi's willfulness and ignorance. They hoped that this girl would grow up every day, but now, Han Chenxi The speed of growing up seems to be too fast, which makes them unable to adapt for a while. They know that this may not be growing up, this may be just despair.

Han Rongxuan left silently. Wen Chuyao looked at the pale Han Chenxi in front of her. Her tears suddenly flowed down. Han Chenxi wanted to say something to comfort her, but Wen Chuyao took her hand first and said: "Chen Xi, both the royal father and the queen mother know that you are sad about what happened to Huo Zhengang."

Han Chenxi's face seemed to be slightly moved, but disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing this, Wen Chuyao said again: "Father and Queen Mother didn't deliberately hide it from you. In fact, Father and Queen Mother can't be sure that something happened to him. Maybe he will be fine and come back triumphantly. Father and Queen Mother I just don’t want you to despair early.”

Han Chenxi's eyes dimmed. Obviously, she was completely desperate.

Wen Chuyao suddenly said: "Chenxi, you have to have confidence in the man you love deeply, do you understand?"

Han Chenxi suddenly seemed to understand something. She opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't know what to say.

Wen Chuyao continued: "Huo Zhengang is a different man. Is he really so easy to die in your heart?"

Han Chenxi shook her head silently, her eyes finally lost a trace of gloom.

Wen Chuyao said again: "So, how can you assume that he is dead now, maybe he is fighting with full confidence now."

Han Chenxi laughed suddenly, and said weakly, "Queen Mother, you are right, I understand."

Wen Chuyao was finally relieved.

Han Chenxi said again: "Queen, my son wants to sleep, is that okay?"

Wen Chuyao immediately said: "Of course, come on, the queen mother will help you to sleep."

Han Chenxi smiled and lay down, Wen Chuyao went out silently, the door was gently closed, another teardrop flowed from the corner of Han Chenxi's eyes, in fact, she didn't listen to Wen Chuyao's words, but, in order not to let Wen Chuyao Chu Yao was worried, and in order to reassure everyone around her, she pretended that she had suddenly realized.

At night, she tried her best to fall asleep and get better as soon as possible, but sleep seemed to deliberately oppose her, and the image of Huo Zhengang in the dream was repeated in her mind. She felt suffocated and wanted to struggle but was powerless.

It was dawn, and the familiar sound of the flute sounded again. It was the sound of Prince Alan's flute. Han Chenxi had long been accustomed to this kind of flute sound. She felt quiet and found a temporary relief in her heart.

She spent the whole day in bed. In the evening, Han Chenxi finally felt better. She got up quietly, got dressed on the bed, and went for a walk in the yard by herself.