Everything has a price, and everything has a process. If we forcefully change this process, we have to pay the corresponding price. Ping Qing always felt sorry for Xu Yan, so even during the diagnosis of the disease, he deliberately took advantage of Xu Yan's sleep. As long as he didn't see Xu Yan's clear eyes, he felt that he could continue to walk with this guilt.

At first, Xu Yan just thought she had slept for too long, so she thought she was dead in her throat, so she couldn't make a sound. But after two days, she understood something. In fact, everything didn't need to be so detailed and transparent, and there was no need for someone to tell you, and you understood it. This process was tacitly understood. I know that you don't need me to say it, and one day you will understand what happened.

Xu Yan was like this. Before she knew it, she understood a fact in Yingchun's dodging eyes - she was hoarse.

When Xu Yan first realized this, she felt that she was overly worried. What she thought was too funny. What she hurt was her heart and lungs, and at most was just a skin injury. How could it affect her throat? But after so many days, she finally understood. She had to accept this fact even if she didn't accept it: she might never be able to speak anymore.

She wanted to get up and ask if the current situation in the court was as she expected, and wanted to ask how her arrangements were progressing now. But as soon as she got together, she felt the pain of her muscles and bones being run over by a carriage, which made her fall back to the bed again. She tried hard to support her body and tried several times, but they all ended in failure.

Xu Yan lay calmly on the bed, her eyes rolling from her sockets involuntarily, wetting most of the pillowcase. But she couldn't even lift her hand to wipe her tears. She closed her eyes gently, thinking about what she did for this country and for her promise, she couldn't help but curse a sarcasm.

Now she is just a useless person, how can she lead Xu Guo? She even feels that even if Yun Lang takes over the power, it is nothing. The people will not care who the person who ruled them in that high position is. They only care whether that person is good to them. People in that position, whether men or women, whether their origin is good or bad, are not important to the people. All they want is just a peaceful and prosperous era, and whoever can do it is the king.

Xu Yan once thought she could do it, even her. But now she was lying on this narrow bed and unable to move, and Xu Guo did not cause chaos in the world because of her absence. She was a little happy. Could it be that the freedom she had always expected would be realized so early? But outside of this, there was the overflowing sadness that she did not want to admit: It turned out that without her in this country, Xu Yan, it was no big deal, as if she was not a person who had to exist for everyone.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the door. Xu Yan closed his eyes in panic and pretended to be asleep. The footsteps did not reach the house, but stopped at the door frame. Then a fierce dispute sounded.

Ping Qing looked at Peng Yue who was about to push the door in front of him, and scolded angrily: "What are you going to do?" Peng Yue heard his voice and was about to open the door and paused her hand, then turned to look at him, with a cold expression on her face: "Of course I'm here to visit His Majesty."

Ping Qing took two steps forward and pulled her away a few steps away, but the anger that had not dissipated in her voice: "Let me see? Isn't it because of your gift? I think you are a weasel who wishes the chicken a happy New Year!"

Xu Yan was originally planning to listen, but the noise of their quarrel was too loud and she couldn't cover her ears, so she could only be forced to listen. However, what she didn't expect was that she couldn't understand a single word of their conversation. Who was Ping Qing talking to, and who was this "she" referring to?

Peng Yue smiled and showed an extremely patient and gentle look to Ping Qing and said, "This is not thanks to me alone. This is Xu's country. It is the people who want Xu Yan to do such a thing."

Ping Qing shook her head, feeling that Peng Yue in front of her was very strange. His words had already become cold: "This is just an excuse you have found for your ugly means. If it is really for the good of the girl, how could you use such dangerous means? If she hasn't been able to get through this period of time, what's the use even if she wakes up?"

Peng Yue looked at Ping Qing, and her expression was filled with a hint of impatientness. She said coldly: "Can I force you to do it? Did I use it to force you to force you to do it on your neck? Don't forget, you are the one who got the needle, and you are the one who ruined Xu Yan's life with your own hands." After that, she ignored Ping Qing's body that was frozen in place and walked around him and pushed the door straight into.

Xu Yan couldn't infer what happened, but she was still stunned on the bed at this moment, wondering if she didn't react. However, it was precisely because of this stupidity that Peng Yue, who did not call in, found the flaw.

Peng Yue sat gently next to Xu Yan, holding her pale and almost transparent hand, and a trembling feeling was stained with: "Yan'er, I'm sorry for you, I hurt you. I want you so much, and this country is completely different from you. I don't know what to do, and those who support you don't know what to do. So I have to make a decision for everyone, just hope you don't resent me." Peng Yue repeated these apology words by her bed, saying that Xu Yan was sleepy and was about to fall asleep, Peng Yue let go of her hand and retreated.

Ping Qing came in behind her. To be honest, since Xu Yan woke up, she had doubted whether someone had done anything to her during her coma and caused her voice to become like this, but she had never doubted Ping Qing. So after hearing the dispute between Ping Qing and Peng Yue, she still firmly believed that Ping Qing would not harm her.

So she opened her eyes and bumped into Ping Qing, who was about to check her. Ping Qing saw her clear black eyes and couldn't help but shrank, then panicked and looked for various medicines in his medicine box. Xu Yan watched his performance quietly. In fact, both of them knew that there was nothing in Ping Qing's medicine box, and he did this just to relieve the embarrassment.

It was not until he really had nothing to turn over that he sighed and sat down. Looking at Xu Yan in front of him as beautiful as the fresh lotus in the morning, his eyes turned red and he wanted to kneel down for Xu Yan. If it were in the past, Xu Yan would definitely not let him do these things and perform these false rituals. But now Xu Yan can't move, and he can't say anything, and can only watch him kneel in front of her.

I don’t know if Xu Yan felt this way, even Ping Qing thought it was the first time he had cried so miserably since he was so old. While apologizing to Xu Yan, he slapped himself several times. At this moment, Xu Yan learned the truth of the matter.
Chapter completed!