Concubine to conquer the world

Chapter 37 Overworked
Xia Jianzhao reached out and pushed the fiery chest.

But the hands are powerless.

Breathing became more and more difficult, my head was a little dizzy, and my eyes were a little dazzled.

In the end, his eyes darkened, his body softened little by little, and he passed out in Nan Xun's arms.

The night shrouded the entire Muwang Mansion, and the moonlight, like a mist woven by hazy silver sand, sprinkled on the flowers, plants, houses and tiles of the mansion, exuding a solemn and holy light.

When he opened his eyes and woke up, Xia Jianzhao found that he was lying on a soft bed, and the bedroom was already filled with dim light of warm candles.

She turned her head and glanced at the position beside her.

Empty.

Xue'er was lying on the edge of the bed and was fast asleep.

She struggled to half sit on the bed and pushed Xue'er.

Xue'er was startled awake, and rubbed her teary eyes that were so red and swollen: "Princess, you finally woke up, nothing can happen to you."

Seeing Xueer like this, Xia Jianzhao's mind went blank for a moment. She has just been reborn, so she can't be killed so soon, right?
Her heart trembled, she pulled the corner of her mouth with difficulty, and looked at Xue'er: "How long can I live?"

Xue'er's expression froze, and a look of astonishment overflowed from her eyes: "Wangfei can't say such unlucky words. The imperial doctor has come to see you. You just passed out because of your weakness. You just need to take care of yourself."

Xia Jianzhao let out a long breath, stroked her chest, she looked at the tear still hanging on Xue'er's face in puzzlement: "I was scared to death, then why are you crying?"

Xue'er: "The servant is worried about you"

Xia Jianzhao shook his head, as if he hated iron but not steel.

She picked up a strand of blue silk and wrapped it around her fingertips: "What prescription did the imperial doctor prescribe?"

Xue'er replied: "The imperial doctor said, Wangfei, you are overworked and prescribed nourishing medicine."

Xia Jianzhao paused suddenly as he circled his blue hands.

Fuck. Overworked?

Xue'er nodded: "I don't see the princess doing anything that consumes physical energy on weekdays. How could she be overworked? The slaves are also very puzzled. Is it because the princess is too worried about the current situation and is under too much mental pressure?"

Seeing Xue'er looking at him innocently, Xia Jianzhao's old face flushed successfully.

"What about the medicine?"

She directly ignored Xueer's topic and swallowed hard.

"Slave to get it." Xue'er ran away as if flying away.

Xia Jianzhao reached out and rubbed the center of his brows.

A look of embarrassment floated on his face.

She fainted at the critical moment, which must have spoiled his interest.

This unbelievable body.

He told the imperial physician for her, and the imperial physician also said that she fainted due to overwork
Although the imperial physician is right, these days.
Uh. She is so busy.

But this matter can only be God knows, he knows, I know
At this time, I was so ashamed that I couldn't bear it, and I had the urge to hit the wall and commit suicide.

After a while, Xue'er brought a bowl of steaming soup.

She reached out to take it, and sniffed at the side of her nose.

Sure enough, they are all medicines for nourishing yin and strengthening the body!
She hesitated, and was a little reluctant to drink, but Xue'er urged her to the side, so she squeezed her nose and drank it in one breath.

Taking the towel handed over by Xue'er, she wiped away the traces of medicine remaining at the corner of her mouth, and asked casually, "Where is Your Highness now?"

"After sending you back to the bedroom, I left the palace with Yao Zhi." Xue'er said.

Putting the empty bowl into the tray, he said again: "The small kitchen has prepared meals for the princess, Xue'er will go get them."

Watching Xue'er walk out with brisk steps, Xia Jianzhao's lazy and weak body got into bed again.

(End of this chapter)