"I can't bear to make you suffer. I will raise your children for you. I remember you. I will listen to everything in the capital for you. I will listen to everything Hongnian for you. You."

She cried like a collapse: "I will do everything for you, I can't bear to leave you."

"Ying'er, don't cry." Mr. He moved and spoke weakly.

"I can't die, I can't die." He smiled bitterly: "I am a coward. I didn't die back then, and I can't die now. Please bring the medicine to me."

He wanted to die, but when he heard her crying, he couldn't be more ruthless.

Yes, I'm dead, but what should she do

What to do with two children

It was difficult for her to go through, without a family to help her. Once he died, how could they live orphans and widows?

"Stop crying, stop crying." Mr. He Er felt distressed as he listened to her crying softly: "I was wrong. Now I'll take the medicine well, okay."

Fengying just nodded, unable to say a word, and asked someone to bring the medicine.

Mr. He really drank it in.

These days, I just can't drink the medicine.

It was also during this day and night that a young imperial physician who came from the capital entered the mansion.

The imperial physician did not know who the patient was, but he had met the emperor himself and came on order.

The emperor only said one thing, you don’t know anything, you are just a doctor.

Even the youngest people know that speaking less and listening less can save their lives.

So when he came, he only said that the nobles from the capital asked him to come, and did not say a word.

Fortunately, several officials in the mansion had a lot of money, so he just asked him to go in for a doctor.

"This man is an emergency caused by wind and cold, but it is still because of his weakness. Thinking more often will make you more sick. If you want to live a long life, you should think less and be more content. As long as you can drink medicine, there will be some help."

It's dangerous enough. If this person doesn't cooperate with this disease, he may not be able to get it back.

Fortunately, he was willing to cooperate again.

"Is everything OK in the capital?" Mr. He couldn't help asking.

I know that the person who came was an imperial physician. Since he was an imperial physician, I also know that he must be inseparable from the capital. Ask a question, it should not be a problem.

"Don't worry, I'll send another letter to you by the nobles in the capital. Let's take a look." As he said that, he took out a letter from his arms.

The envelopes were well sealed, not a single word.

Mr. He answered, and he opened it without rushing, and cooperated with the imperial physician for treatment first.

Only when the imperial physician went out to rest would he ask Fengying to open it.

He was really powerless and could only lie on the pillow.

Fengying opened and read for him.

The letter was written by the Fourth Master. He told He Er Master that Hongnian’s recent situation and his two daughters were all good.

He never mentioned Hongnian's name, nor did he regard this letter as written by the emperor.

It seems like it was written by someone who hasn't seen his brother for many years. Even if it is lost and picked up by someone, it is just an ordinary letter to home.

In the last paragraph, the Fourth Master wrote: You and my brother have been separated for many years, and I am afraid that we will not meet again in this life. However, the blood relationship is difficult to break. If no one remembers his brother, he will definitely remember it. You and I are separated from each other, but they are always blood brothers. I only wish you good health. Your son is already the eldest son of his brother. I treat him like a parent-child.

The road to the mountains is far away, I hope my brother will take care of you.

Feng Ying burst into tears when she read it. Mr. He also had tears on his face when he heard it.

Finally, Feng Ying put away the letter: "I think you are still very happy. Although you abandoned your identity, someone still remembers you truly. The emperor doesn't want you to die."

Sometimes, if you don’t want you to die, it’s the best care.

In fact, for the emperor, a person like the prince would naturally die.

But the emperor did not want him to die. He then sent a doctor from all over the world to regulate his body.

"Brothers, this is probably the most humane one. He followed me as a child. I really didn't expect it, I really couldn't expect it." Mr. He wiped his tears and laughed: "Tell the truth, I can't do it when I change my place."

"The fourth brother." Mr. He shook his head: "What kind of person do you think he is? Why didn't I think he could do this?"

"I didn't expect it." Feng Ying put away the letter and stuffed it under the pillow.

"But I feel really touched. Look, we all hope you are good. Even if you are not the prince, even if you are just a gangster, we hope you are good. I hope you are good because I am your wife. The child hopes you are good, and the child is your child. Even the emperor hopes you are good. Because you are his brother."

"Oh." Mr. He shook his head, shook his head again, and sighed a long time: "I don't know what it is. I feel happy if he remembers me."

"It's because no one wants to be forgotten. I understand you. After all, in the emperor's heart, you are the crown prince first, not the second master of He." Feng Ying smiled.

"Don't worry, if the imperial physician comes, I will be fine and accompany you all your life." Mr. He Er held her hand: "I know someone still remembers me. I think about me. I am content."

"It's a pain for you. We only have two children a little less. Let's have one more child, whether it's a man or a woman."

"I won't give birth, I'll watch you three children in the second half of my life." Feng Ying sat over and hugged him: "Marry your daughter and raise your son. I'll be perfect if I raise you, the old child."

"You woman, you actually think I am a child." Mr. He was stunned for a moment and became amused: "Follow you, eat more and sleep well. I promise."

Fengying nodded, said nothing, but just hugged him and fell tears on his clothes.

In fact, in this strange place, they are the only support for each other.

Fengying thought, if she really lost him, how would she live

This Qing Dynasty, which had no relatives, came for less than twenty years, but it was still difficult to integrate into it.

There are no friends, no relatives, only him and children.

"I'm sorry." Mr. He touched her hair: "It's me that I'm too selfish. It's me that's not good,"

Yes, if he dies, what should she do? She is actually very vulnerable

"Stop crying, I will accompany you, I will accompany you until you are old. Let's accompany you well. I promise you that I will no longer be unable to think about it, and I will no longer want to leave you." Master He's tears fell and hit Fengying's face.

Fengying just nodded, she knew he would do it this time.

Maybe his health is not good and he really can't live too long, but it's better than one day or one hour than a year.

Really, even if it's one minute more, she's willing.

"I promise you. I will take good care of you and take good care of tonics. Although you don't want it, I still want you to give birth to one. Just give birth to another. I will accompany your mother. I can't guarantee it, but I will do my best."

After a long time, Fengying stopped crying and nodded: "Okay."

Who knows, it is hard to explain who is who is the redemption.
Chapter completed!