Chapter 352: Please keep your heart pure and ascetic for the past half month
Duanmu Zhaofeng subconsciously felt that Henry Zhang had found some rare thing for her in the Yan Kingdom, and ordered someone to send it back to honor her.
"Sang Huan, my dearest son, help the Ai family get up." Duanmu Zhaofeng said to Sang Huan behind him.
A delicate smile appeared on Sang Huan's inarticulate face, and he helped Duanmu Zhaofeng get up from the dressing table.
The little eunuch held a very exquisite box in his hand.
After Duanmu Zhaofeng sat down at the Eight Immortals' table, the little eunuch knelt and moved in front of her, holding up the box in his hands.
Sang Huan bent down, took the wooden box, and said to Duanmu Zhaofeng with a smile: "Your Majesty, I must have found a good treasure for you. The wooden box is not light. Ah."
Duanmu Zhaofeng looked at the red wooden box and thought of blood inexplicably.
The strange thing is that the red color is so bright, it almost looks like it was dyed with blood.
More and more curious about what was inside the wooden box, Duanmu Zhaofeng said impatiently: "Why don't you open it quickly and let the Ai family have a look."
Sang Huan turned around to face Duanmu Zhaofeng, and slowly opened the wooden box in his arms facing Duanmu Zhaofeng.
What caught Duanmu Zhaofeng’s eyes was a human head.
The blood has dried up, but the eyes on the man's head are still open angrily, and he obviously refuses to rest in peace.
“Ahhh!” Duanmu Zhaofeng stood up from the stool in shock and looked at the head in disbelief.
She recognized the face of the human head.
Who is it if it’s not Henry Zhang?
Sang Huan also saw the human head in the wooden box. He was so frightened that he screamed and subconsciously threw the wooden box in his hand.
The wooden box flew out directly, and the human head also flew out of the wooden box, heading towards Duanmu Zhaofeng.
Seeing the terrifying-looking head flying toward him, Duanmu Zhaofeng turned pale with fear and screamed as he stepped back. Without noticing that there was a bench behind him, Duanmu Zhaofeng was knocked down by the bench and his body fell backwards.
Paji-
Falling heavily to the ground, Duanmu Zhaofeng's waist was still on the bench, and the scream that had barely stopped in his mouth suddenly changed his tone and reached the sky.
Sang Huan, who had a horrified expression on his face, saw Duanmu Zhaofeng fall and fall so violently, a smile of gloating flashed across his narrow watery eyes, which was fleeting.
He quickly rushed in front of Duanmu Zhaofeng and shouted in a tearful voice: "Empress Dowager, how are you?"
"Don't touch me!" Duanmu Zhaofeng was lying on the ground. Not daring to move, he said loudly.
Although she looks very young, her body is really not young anymore. She is already fifty years old.
She actually suffered a broken bone after such a violent fall just now.
"Queen Mother." Sang Huan's pretty face showed an aggrieved expression.
"Go and ask the imperial doctor. You should go back to your room and rest first." Duanmu Zhaofeng looked at Sang Huan's face and couldn't bear to blame him, nor did he want him to see her in such a mess. Seemingly, I had no choice but to say this.
Sang Huan left quickly as he was pardoned.
Fengxiang Palace was in chaos.
Soon, the imperial doctor arrived at Fengxiang Palace.
Duanmu Zhaofeng originally had a waist injury, and this time it involved an old injury. After the imperial physician completed the diagnosis and treatment for her, he said to her with an embarrassed look on his face: "Empress Dowager, you must lie in bed. I've been resting for a few days, and I don't want it for the time being..."
"What don't you want?" Duanmu Zhaofeng asked with a gloomy face while lying on the bed.
The imperial physician knelt on the ground and risked his life to say to Duanmu Zhaofeng: "Please keep your mind pure and abstain from desires for the past half month."
(End of this chapter)