When Ning Xiaoman touches Zheng Fusheng's forehead, Zheng Fusheng has told Ning Xiaoman that he is all right. Ning Xiaoman is anxious to touch Zheng Fusheng's pulse because he just feels the temperature of his forehead. When he wants to touch the pulse gate, he reacts. What he said to himself at the moment of contact with Zheng Fusheng.

So Ning Xiaoman has become a big hand to hold Zheng Fusheng again. You know, no one in the palace knows that she can do medicine. This is a secret. It's better not to show it in front of others. Just now she was going to number the pulse. It was because she was too worried and got Zheng Fusheng's hint that she put down her worry a little.

After all, if you can warn yourself, it means that Zheng Fusheng is not really in a coma. It is obvious that he is in a coma now. So Ning Xiaoman beckoned with one hand, and wooden bell quickly handed over the handkerchief. Ning Xiaoman's other hand has been holding Zheng Fusheng's hand.

"Man'er, don't worry. Although the wound is long, I used my strength, so it's just a skin injury. It didn't hurt the inside. It just looks scary. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so sober."

Zheng Fusheng's hand worked hard quietly, so that Ning Xiaoman could feel that he was really awake.

Ning Xiaoman was so frightened that she quickly sat upright and blocked the hand in front of her. If the emperor saw it, the consequences could be imagined. After answering the questions of the three princesses, the imperial doctor also withdrew to the door. Therefore, Ning Xiaoman sat on the embroidered stool in front of the bed. The emperor could never see the movements of the two hands.

"Then why pretend to be unconscious? Anyway, they are all injured. What does it matter if they are light or heavy?"

It's hard to wake up in such a coma. Ning Xiaoman has suffered such a crime. Naturally, he doesn't want Zheng Fusheng to experience it again.

"I'm not trying to make my father feel guilty. Even if he doesn't intend to accept my throne, I have to make him feel sorry for me. In this way, even in the end, he has to read my good and can't find my fault."

This is to prepare herself for the future, but even so, Ning Xiaoman doesn't want Zheng Fusheng to bet his body,

"Why do you have to get hurt? Just stop the assassin?"

Ning Xiaoman shudders at the thought of blocking the knife with her body. She has personally experienced the taste of blocking the knife. At that time, it was to save Zheng Fusheng, so Ning Xiaoman is willing. She doesn't regret saving people, but she doesn't want to try it again.

Now seeing Zheng Fusheng blocking the knife for the emperor again, Ning Xiaoman is very uncomfortable. She is very angry with the emperor. She always lets others block the front for him, so she can only hide behind others. The emperor is really counselled.

The last time, Fu Sheng rushed out to stop the knife just to save him. As a result, he solved the siege for Fu Sheng because of his appearance, and the knife hurt himself. Who would have thought that he came again and stopped the knife for him. This time, without himself, Fu Sheng can only suffer by himself.

Ning Xiaoman is actually angry. Even if the emperor can beat the assassins, he can't let the emperor fight with the assassins himself. Unless it's a last resort and there's no one around to protect him, otherwise, the emperor can only shrink behind others. When it's his turn to meet the enemy, there's no face inside.

Ning Xiaoman's idea was naturally understood by Zheng Fusheng at the first time. Zheng Fusheng squeezed man's hand again. This little girl, her father was sitting next to her. She dared to move such an idea. She was too brave.

Ning Xiaoman should have been sitting on the bed to take care of the patient, so that she could be closer to Zheng Fusheng, but the emperor is sitting on the edge of the bed at the moment. No matter what, Ning Xiaoman didn't dare to be on an equal footing with the emperor, so she had to sit on the embroidered stool moved by the wooden bell, hold the hand of Fusheng and hold it in her hand.

"Don't be too sad. The imperial doctor has just seen Fu Sheng. Although the wound is very long, it's not life-threatening. Haven't you asked yourself? You only need to keep it for a while, but you can't move it for the time being, so you have to work hard to take care of it here for a while."

The emperor's tone was very soft, which surprised Ning Xiaoman. When she wanted to come, the emperor shouldn't have this attitude towards her. She framed herself with the emperor. The Emperor didn't give much punishment. She knew that she had no position in the emperor's heart, or Zheng Fusheng's heart in the emperor. That attitude was very suspicious.

Looking at Ning Xiaoman, he lowered his head and didn't speak, but he was afraid of being rude. He just let out a gentle hum. It seems that he is really sad, and the emperor's heart is really a little sorry,

"Fu Sheng was injured to protect me. Don't worry, I won't let him have anything."

Hearing the emperor personally admit that Zheng Fusheng was injured, his attitude just now makes sense. Ning Xiaoman's defense was slightly relieved, but it's impossible to completely relax. You know, it's in the Qianqing palace, even in his own yard. Besides, in this palace where he was poisoned, Ning Xiaoman only feels that there is a crisis everywhere.

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