Mo Tinghui didn't pay attention to the doctors. He just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Fei Xiaoyue with pain. He said softly, "I'm sorry, crescent moon. It's all my fault. I'm sorry..."

Li Fei went into the inner hall and exchanged his eyes with the imperial doctors. They all breathed a sigh. At the moment, he only hopes that the injury of the empress will develop in a better way. Don't go to the one in a thousand probability.

Although Fei Xiaoyue didn't have a miscarriage, she still woke up after two days of dizziness due to excessive blood loss.

Because of the serious injury, Fei Xiaoyue didn't move these two days. Fei Xiaoyue still stayed in Fengyi palace. But these two days, in addition to waiting on the maids of Fei Xiaoyue, in addition to Taiyi and Mo Tinghui, no one else was near the inner hall.

Although she was in Fengyi palace, the Empress Dowager didn't take a look. On that day, she went down and moved to the Buddhist hall. Overnight, the empress dowager, who was much older, seemed to be in her twilight years.

Fei Xiaoyue is not fully awake, and Mo Tinghui's roar comes from her brain.

"Taiyi, come on, crescent moon awakes." Mo Tinghui yells when Fei Xiaoyue blinks her eyelids.

"Lady, what's wrong?" Li Fei asked.

Fei Xiaoyue's empty big eyes looked at the top of the bed for a moment, and didn't seem to listen to Li Fei's words.

A month later, Fei Xiaoyue still didn't get up. Although the injury had healed, she didn't say anything and didn't cry or laugh. Except for a pair of empty eyes, she couldn't see the breath of living people, just like a doll without soul.

Mo Tinghui didn't go there for a month. Except in the early Dynasty, he spent most of his time in Xianghe palace. He even left the government affairs to the two princes.

"Crescent moon, don't think that if you don't speak, I won't punish you. If you don't speak any more, I will escort Liancheng couple to Beijing tomorrow." The Mo Ting Hui Dynasty does not squint of fly small moon way.

Flying small moon as if not heard, empty big eyes still look directly at the top of the bed.

"Come on, come on..." Mo Tinghui sees that Fei Xiaoyue still doesn't look at him, and yells out of the hall.

"The emperor, the slave is here." Xiaoxuanzi knelt in front of the hall in a panic.

"Xiao xuanzi, pass on the decree and call Liancheng couple to Beijing." Mo Tinghui looks at the flying moon on the bed and doubts the meeting a little later.

For a month, she didn't vomit a word for a month. She didn't even have a look in her eyes. Mo Tinghui's patience had reached the limit.

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