Passionate

For three full years, she relied on infusions of decoction to continue her life, and her face, which was still chubby during childbirth, was now as thin as a palm.

Looking at this face that was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it, Bo Zhanhuai's whole heart was pulled together fiercely.

In the years without Fengyang, he only knew what it means to live like a year.Compared with this, the 18 years he considered painful were really nothing.

He said everything he could say countless times, but the person on the bed never responded. Bo Zhanhuai felt that he was about to collapse, and he even had the idea of ​​sleeping with Fengyang countless times.

However, Fengyang's prayers during childbirth clearly echoed in his mind.

[Bo Zhanhuai, take care of our children! ]

Therefore, he can't die, he can only continue to live as a walking corpse, live for Fengyang, live for the children...

But when will such a day end?

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Half a month later, Nuan Dong, who is about to get married, came back to see Fengyang.She walked into the house alone, but her eyes were subconsciously attracted by the furnishings in the house.

More than three years have passed, and Fengyang Palace is exactly the same as it was three years ago. It can be seen that someone has carefully maintained it.

Who this person is, there is no need to bother to think about it.

For the past three years, everyone has seen the son-in-law's infatuation with the princess.

Nuan Dong no longer had the so-called resentment in her heart, she quietly walked to the bed and sat down, looked at Feng Yang who was extremely peaceful on the bed, and stretched out her hand to support the jade hand on the edge of the bed.

"Princess, it's time for you to wake up." Nuan Dong said softly, although the person on the bed didn't move, she didn't stop: "Princess, do you know? Mr. Nie finally accepted me, and in a few days, I will be able to fulfill my lifelong long-cherished wish and marry him! Princess, don’t you want to preside over the marriage for me yourself?”

"Princess, Nuan Dong misses you so much. There are many people who miss you very much... The son-in-law, the emperor, the queen mother, and your children, how can you bear to ignore everyone's miss?"

Nuan Dong couldn't help tugging at Feng Yang's hand as she said: "If you don't wake up again, Nuan Dong will be angry! You know, it's terrible for me to be angry, and I won't make good food for you in the future By the way, you must be hungry because you haven't eaten for so long, right? If you still want to eat snacks made in warm winter, then get up quickly."

"You don't know, but the son-in-law really likes you. I still remember that time you were stabbed in the shoulder by a sword, and he stayed by your bed for three days and three nights, cleaning your body, feeding you medicine, changing your clothes, and more I did it carefully, and I couldn't help being happy for you after seeing it."

"And when you gave birth, the concubine gave you half of the blood on your body. Do you know that what is flowing in your body now is the blood of the concubine?"

"There are many, many more. In fact, the son-in-law loves you the most in his heart. He is burdened too much, so he dare not love, and pretends to hate you to torture you. Nuan Dong now only hopes that you can hear these words, and then give the son-in-law A chance to make amends, princess, can you hear me?"

Rambling, Nuan Dong talked for a long time, almost telling all the good things about Bo Zhanhuai these years, until it was dark, she staggered out of the house.

Half a year later, Xiao Fengyang tore off the mask that Bo Zhanhuai had left behind in Fengyang Palace. When Bo Zhanhuai was so angry that he pressed Xiao Fengyang on the bed and spanked her buttocks, Fengyang's fingers moved. .

Xiao Fengyang was lying beside Fengyang's hand, with a face full of surprise: "Father, mother... Mother did it!"

Bo Zhanhuai immediately stopped beating people, twisted Xiao Fengyang into his arms and hugged him, and looked at the slender hands on the bed with burning eyes.

"It's moving! It's really moving!"

Although the tremor was extremely slight, it suddenly lifted the haze in Bo Zhanhuai's heart.