0p0 Chapter 456 Amnesia 3
Chapter 456 Amnesia 3
"Good-for-nothings... all of you good-for-nothings... If Princess Snow can't get up, none of you will survive! Hurry up and find a solution for me, why don't you go..."
Ling Aotian didn't know how many times he had said this in the past three days!
He is angry!
He was furious!
He's going crazy!
In the end, he still sat helplessly beside Xueer's bed. It had been three days!
No early morning!
Don't take off your clothes!
Even his face was gone. After washing it once, the stubble on his face had become thicker and thinner. The once vigorous emperor looked much older and more decadent.
Countless ministers advised the emperor to go and have a rest, but Ling Aotian scolded and drove them away.
Countless concubines came to see the emperor and asked him to take care of his health, but they were scared away by Ling Aotian who knocked over the delicious food that was about to be served to their mouths.
Three days have passed, and it seems that the people in the Tianhao Dynasty have finally understood a truth.
The fate of their entire Tianhao Dynasty, and the fate of all of them, is in the hands of one person, that is Princess Lan Ying, now Empress Xue.
No one cursed the Snow Queen in their heart anymore. No one called her a disaster anymore!
Even if Princess Xue'er is really the bane of the Tianhao Dynasty, her life is directly linked to the fate of all Tianhao people. Her happiness and misfortune directly affect everyone.
Even the concubines who hated her death the most were secretly praying that she would get better soon.
Because Ling Aotian had become increasingly furious over the past three days, he had already executed several imperial doctors, palace maids, and even Concubine Li, all of whom had been banished to the cold palace...
Everyone was terrified. Even the ministers who came to advise him were dragged out and beaten with forty sticks. In the end, they came in upright and left sideways, their half-dead old bones...
Xue'er was sleeping soundly on the huge Wolong bed. Apart from her faint breathing, there was nothing else.
Her pale face was bloodless, just like a ghost, but this ghost was a beautiful ghost, and people couldn't help but feel pity for her.
"Xue'er...Xue'er..."
An old man's voice floated from a distance, calling Xue'er. Xue'er seemed to have lost her soul, and she became very light and slowly floated up.
The distant calling voice was getting closer and closer, and clearer and clearer. In the clouds, there was a man dressed in white, with white hair and a beard that reached his waist. He held a wine jug in his right hand and a Qilin mythical beast in his left.
Ah, it was the White-Eyebrowed God. He had finally come to see her. As soon as Xue'er recognized him, she ran over immediately:
"Old man, you finally decided to come and see me."
Baimei stroked his beard with his left hand, looking thoughtful.
"Xue'er, why are you so pale? Are you not doing well?"
Xue'er thought she had concealed it well, but she didn't expect that her appearance could be seen at a glance.
Xueer no longer made excuses:
"Yes, Xue'er is not doing well. Her heart hurts so much that she can hardly breathe!"
Baimei counted with his fingers, then frowned deeply, okay!
Who said I was responsible for this bad fate?
Let me help you again:
"Xue'er, do you want to forget the pain?"
"think."
"Have you decided yet?"
Xue'er thought about it, then nodded vigorously:
"I made a decision!"
"Alright, I will seal all your pain into the lotus seed on your forehead."