Chapter 707

"Please, wake up, will you? Even if you just look at me, Baili Jingqi, you promised me. "

What she said was so sad and desolate, but Huo Mingzhu's hand movement was not reduced. Her face was more like numbness. She whispered to herself and fell into a bewilderment.

It seems that only such humble dialogue can prove that Baili Jingqi is still alive.

Even if he would not give the slightest response, but it was better than the silence of a room to make her feel a little stable.

"This is the 45th time I've pricked you."

Huo Mingzhu is still talking to herself, but the tone changed in an instant, in fact, has always been insipid.

"The miracle doctor said that as long as the needle is given to you three times a day, even if it can't wake you up, it won't block your blood."

She took out the silver needle in the medicine box. While she began to wipe it with medicinal wine, she raised her hand and gently pressed the acupoint where the needle was going to be applied.

His body has long been familiar with his daily personal service, and his acupoints can be accurately found with his eyes closed under the guidance of the old doctor.

But this time, Huo Mingzhu raised her hand, which was about to tie the silver needle, and it was stiff in the air.

Baili Jingqi wakes up, his hand holding her wrist tightly.

Is it a dream or an illusion?

Why is the feeling of being held so real?

Slightly cool, not as warm as usual. Is Baili Jingqi really awake?

Huo Mingzhu forgets to move. She looks at the man in front of her and slowly opens his eyes. He is still pale. The first thing she opens her eyes is to stare at herself.

Tears speechless gushed out of the eyes, Huo Mingzhu bite the lower lip, dare not let his cry scared just wake up of him.

"Ah Jin..."

In such a weak, dry voice, Bai Li Jing Qi, who has been in a coma for a long time, calls out her breast name.

The name that once tossed and turned in my heart for countless times.

"How are you? How are the children? What happened to Dayong? "

Looking at the tears on Huo Mingzhu's cheek, Baili Jingqi's voice was a little short and hoarse, but with urgency and worry.

And guilt.

Tears blurred Huo Mingzhu's vision. She blinked hard to stop the tears. She wanted to see the man in front of her, but the lacrimal gland seemed to be punctured, and the Pearl like tears kept pouring out, instantly moistening her chest.

He just woke up.

When he opened his mouth, he was most concerned about three things in the world - she was the first, the children were the second, and the third was his country.

At this time, we can understand which is more important in this man's heart.

In his heart, he had always been in the front position. No matter how indifferent things he had done to protect himself, what he had done was to protect his own peace.

"Empress, empress --"

Suddenly, Cao An's voice came out of the door. With sharp and joy, it broke the peace of the room and looked at each other affectionately.

"General Lin yunchulin has come back to Beijing to report on his work. Just now, he got the news that general Lin and Marquis Pingyang have defeated the Mobei people and killed their leader yeluzi. Now the whole Mobei is in a mess. They have started a fight for the crown prince. It is estimated that they will not invade the frontier again in ten years!"

Excited Cao An kneels down in front of Huo Mingzhu and begins to talk about the good news. He looks up at the empress expectantly, thinking that the news can at least make the empress who walks with her all day show some joy.

It was at this time that Cao An saw that his Empress was full of tears, and his eyes were fixed on the emperor who had opened his eyes.