When others bandaged his wounds that were deep enough to see the bones, he didn't seem to notice. He kept looking at Sanyuan and forgot about the pain.

Kangxi asked someone to pull him to sit in front of him. At this time, the guards were guarding Kangxi on three levels inside and outside. Someone asked Kangxi to sit on a sedan to leave. Kangxi took the little Fugua with him. The little Fugua asked Kangxi softly.

: "Huang Mafa, my brother will be fine, right?"

His face was so quiet and his voice was so light. If Emperor Kangxi hadn't been accustomed to catching clues, he might have missed his voice.

Kangxi said: "Of course, he will be fine."

He also loves this calm grandson very much. If an ordinary child encounters such a thing at the age of twelve, he will be frightened to the point of peeing. How can he be like this?

The more I look at it, the more I fall in love with it.

And what does it mean that Little Fugua can let Sanyuan risk his life to save him like this? It shows the charm of Xiao Fugua's personality.

There is no one in the second generation of emperors who has such charisma and can make his brothers do this for him. Even brothers with the same father and mother cannot do this.

Xiao Fugua saw Sanyuan's wound and carefully judged it when he was very close. The wound was deep, but not as deep as his life.

The conclusion given by the imperial physician was the same.

His heart ached, but it didn't hurt to the point of losing his faith.

He closed his eyes, lowered his head, sighed softly, leaned on Kangxi's shoulder and for the first time said something unruly about returning to Huang Mafa, returning to Huang Mafa.

He whispered: "Huang Mafa, I'm afraid..."

A string of tears streamed down from the corner of his eyes.

I'm afraid that I'm not capable enough to seize the opportunity you gave me and sit in that position.

I am afraid that I am not capable enough to protect my family from being bullied by others.

I'm afraid that I'm not capable enough, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid.

Emperor Kangxi was originally frightened and a little weak, but now he stood up and hugged the little Fu Gua to comfort him gently: "Don't be afraid, where is the Royal Marfa?"

Little Fugua's body was trembling violently, as if something was stabbing his heart again and again.

He cried, "Did I harm Sanyuan? If he hadn't dreamed that my face was scratched and bloody, with Sanyuan's laziness, he would never have followed me out of Beijing."

These people are not here for Sanyuan, they are here for me, because I harmed my brother..."

He spoke with deep pain, his voice was trembling and broken, and he even lost confidence and said at a loss: "Huang Mafa, I'm sorry for Sanyuan, I feel so uncomfortable, I feel so uncomfortable here..."

Kangxi said: "It's not against you, it's against me. They're against me!"

Little Fugua said firmly: "It's directed at me, because they know that I am so close to Huang Mafa... so this must be directed at me."

He was choking and seemed not to realize what he meant.

But Kangxi heard it, and his heart was filled with a burst of great sweetness.

Little Fugua's consciousness was that since he was so close to Emperor Kangxi, he would definitely risk his own life. Even the person behind the conspiracy knew this, so he dared to design it like this.

Because Emperor Kangxi was scratched in the face, it was impossible for the Qing Dynasty to change his emperor. But if Xiao Fugua was scratched in the face, he would definitely have no chance of being crowned emperor.
Chapter completed!