Chapter 2209: 2209
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From the beginning, they shouldn't have asked for it.
And the third prince, he is soft and timid. If he knew it early, he would show his feet in front of others. Therefore, Chen Fei and General Chen didn't tell him about it. They wanted to tell him about it directly after it was finished. That is to say, he didn't want to and could only ascend the throne. Unexpectedly, he got such a result.
Think of here, Chen Fei sad from the heart, slowly walked to the chair to sit down, "finished, we Chen also finished."
The third prince covered his swollen and painful cheek beaten by imperial concubine Chen. He went to imperial concubine Chen with his head down. After a long time, he didn't know how to comfort her.
Princess Chen just sat with tears streaming down her face.
"Concubine, do you have something to hide from me? Is there something else about my uncle's death?" After a long silence, the third prince suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chen Fei.
Chen Fei's heart, which was already dead, jumped fiercely. Almost immediately, she denied, "nothing happened."
After a pause, she got up again, grasped the third prince's arm tightly in both hands, and stared at him, "this matter must not be mentioned again. Don't mention anything about your uncle in front of your father, or plead for the Chen family."
The third prince nodded his head in confusion and doubt. He felt confused in his heart.
Looking at such a dull son, Princess Chen settled down in her heart. Her son is not very intelligent, otherwise, I'm afraid that at such a time, she would not be willing to fight.
And this time, she will always write down, no longer dare to think about that position.
...
at that time, Yan Beicheng was lying quietly on his bed, even in a coma, and his cold breath was not reduced at all.
The clothes on his chest were untied, revealing the tight skin of white jade. But he was slapped by Yan Mo, but there was no scar. There was only a faint black air around his chest.
This thing is invisible in Yan cenxuan's eyes, only the flower on the street can see it clearly. Even, the black air seems to have some magic power, which makes her quite uncomfortable.
Even so, she still did not let go of her hand, holding Yan Beicheng tightly. Her eyes were fixed on Yan Beicheng's chest, her red lips were tight, and her eyes were full of worry and anxiety.
What's the matter? Why is there no scar?
Why is pulse condition also normal?
Why is it that I'm in such a coma?
Mo Shanghua has always been very confident in her medical skills, but she never thought that she could cure all the people in the world, but she could not cure the most important man in front of her.
Think of here, her heart suddenly a burst of pain, the anxiety in the heart let her several desire madness.
However, she is good at covering up, that is, how she is in her heart, and she still can't help it. In the eyes of outsiders, she is just dementia, so she quietly holds Yan Beicheng's hand and sits silently.
"Sister Huang, if you don't want to let Doctor Liu have a look, maybe you can find a way." Mo Shanghua sat here for a long time, and Yan cenxuan stayed with him for a long time. I couldn't bear it, and I couldn't help gently comforting him.
Mo Shanghua held Yan Beicheng's hand tightly, and finally released his hand temporarily, giving way to a position.
Liu Zheng's eyes are complex to see a flower on the street, and then just came forward, for Yan Beicheng pulse diagnosis and treatment.
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From the beginning, they shouldn't have asked for it.
And the third prince, he is soft and timid. If he knew it early, he would show his feet in front of others. Therefore, Chen Fei and General Chen didn't tell him about it. They wanted to tell him about it directly after it was finished. That is to say, he didn't want to and could only ascend the throne. Unexpectedly, he got such a result.
Think of here, Chen Fei sad from the heart, slowly walked to the chair to sit down, "finished, we Chen also finished."
The third prince covered his swollen and painful cheek beaten by imperial concubine Chen. He went to imperial concubine Chen with his head down. After a long time, he didn't know how to comfort her.
Princess Chen just sat with tears streaming down her face.
"Concubine, do you have something to hide from me? Is there something else about my uncle's death?" After a long silence, the third prince suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chen Fei.
Chen Fei's heart, which was already dead, jumped fiercely. Almost immediately, she denied, "nothing happened."
After a pause, she got up again, grasped the third prince's arm tightly in both hands, and stared at him, "this matter must not be mentioned again. Don't mention anything about your uncle in front of your father, or plead for the Chen family."
The third prince nodded his head in confusion and doubt. He felt confused in his heart.
Looking at such a dull son, Princess Chen settled down in her heart. Her son is not very intelligent, otherwise, I'm afraid that at such a time, she would not be willing to fight.
And this time, she will always write down, no longer dare to think about that position.
...
at that time, Yan Beicheng was lying quietly on his bed, even in a coma, and his cold breath was not reduced at all.
The clothes on his chest were untied, revealing the tight skin of white jade. But he was slapped by Yan Mo, but there was no scar. There was only a faint black air around his chest.
This thing is invisible in Yan cenxuan's eyes, only the flower on the street can see it clearly. Even, the black air seems to have some magic power, which makes her quite uncomfortable.
Even so, she still did not let go of her hand, holding Yan Beicheng tightly. Her eyes were fixed on Yan Beicheng's chest, her red lips were tight, and her eyes were full of worry and anxiety.
What's the matter? Why is there no scar?
Why is pulse condition also normal?
Why is it that I'm in such a coma?
Mo Shanghua has always been very confident in her medical skills, but she never thought that she could cure all the people in the world, but she could not cure the most important man in front of her.
Think of here, her heart suddenly a burst of pain, the anxiety in the heart let her several desire madness.
However, she is good at covering up, that is, how she is in her heart, and she still can't help it. In the eyes of outsiders, she is just dementia, so she quietly holds Yan Beicheng's hand and sits silently.
"Sister Huang, if you don't want to let Doctor Liu have a look, maybe you can find a way." Mo Shanghua sat here for a long time, and Yan cenxuan stayed with him for a long time. I couldn't bear it, and I couldn't help gently comforting him.
Mo Shanghua held Yan Beicheng's hand tightly, and finally released his hand temporarily, giving way to a position.
Liu Zheng's eyes are complex to see a flower on the street, and then just came forward, for Yan Beicheng pulse diagnosis and treatment.
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From the beginning, they shouldn't have asked for it. And the third prince, he is soft and timid. If he knew it early, he would show his feet in front of others. Therefore, Chen Fei and General Chen didn't tell him about it. They wanted to tell him about it directly after it was finished. That is to say, he didn't want to and could only ascend the throne. Unexpectedly, he got such a result. Think of here, Chen Fei sad from the heart, slowly walked to the chair to sit down, "finished, we Chen also finished." The third prince covered his swollen and painful cheek beaten by imperial concubine Chen. He went to imperial concubine Chen with his head down. After a long time, he didn't know how to comfort her. Princess Chen just sat with tears streaming down her face. "Concubine, do you have something to hide from me? Is there something else about my uncle's death?" After a long silence, the third prince suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chen Fei. Chen Fei's heart, which was already dead, jumped fiercely. Almost immediately, she denied, "nothing happened." After a pause, she got up again, grasped the third prince's arm tightly in both hands, and stared at him, "this matter must not be mentioned again. Don't mention anything about your uncle in front of your father, or plead for the Chen family." The third prince nodded his head in confusion and doubt. He felt confused in his heart. Looking at such a dull son, Princess Chen settled down in her heart. Her son is not very intelligent, otherwise, I'm afraid that at such a time, she would not be willing to fight. And this time, she will always write down, no longer dare to think about that position. ... at that time, Yan Beicheng was lying quietly on his bed, even in a coma, and his cold breath was not reduced at all. The clothes on his chest were untied, revealing the tight skin of white jade. But he was slapped by Yan Mo, but there was no scar. There was only a faint black air around his chest. This thing is invisible in Yan cenxuan's eyes, only the flower on the street can see it clearly. Even, the black air seems to have some magic power, which makes her quite uncomfortable. Even so, she still did not let go of her hand, holding Yan Beicheng tightly. Her eyes were fixed on Yan Beicheng's chest, her red lips were tight, and her eyes were full of worry and anxiety. What's the matter? Why is there no scar? Why is pulse condition also normal? Why is it that I'm in such a coma? Mo Shanghua has always been very confident in her medical skills, but she never thought that she could cure all the people in the world, but she could not cure the most important man in front of her. Think of here, her heart suddenly a burst of pain, the anxiety in the heart let her several desire madness. However, she is good at covering up, that is, how she is in her heart, and she still can't help it. In the eyes of outsiders, she is just dementia, so she quietly holds Yan Beicheng's hand and sits silently. "Sister Huang, if you don't want to let Doctor Liu have a look, maybe you can find a way." Mo Shanghua sat here for a long time, and Yan cenxuan stayed with him for a long time. I couldn't bear it, and I couldn't help gently comforting him. Mo Shanghua held Yan Beicheng's hand tightly, and finally released his hand temporarily, giving way to a position. Liu Zheng's eyes are complex to see a flower on the street, and then just came forward, for Yan Beicheng pulse diagnosis and treatment. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
