512 is too urgent

There was a small murmur in his ear and a rapid gasp on his neck. He also dropped the kiss on her body, including the silver mask, and also felt pity for the kiss, as if picking up the footprints of the past.

Nie Ziyan's breath was messy. She hugged the people around her and undressed him...

"Don't move!"

Qian Yumo suddenly shouted angrily, which made her almost lose her soul. At this moment, her fingertips just touched a copper coin between his neck, and his hand was holding her wrist tightly and gnawed into the bone like a silkworm.

As if he realized the gaffe, Qian Yumo let go of her hand, but held the copper money, as if he felt that it had been stained and fell beside her. There was no ** just now. He only looked at Chengchen, and the ups and downs of his chest gradually stabilized.

Nie Ziyan didn't understand what she had done wrong, but felt that this copper coin must have a great history.

She came up tentatively and lay on his chest. Her slightly hot palm carefully stroked his chest: "Mo, what's wrong with you?"

What's wrong with him?

He doesn't know what's wrong with him?

He just thinks... just thinks...

What was he doing just now?

Clouds she...

"This... was sent by Luo Shangyi?"

He didn't say anything.

Nie Ziyan smiled; "Luo Shangyi is really interesting. She actually gave such a thing..."

What?

He frowned.

However, Nie Ziyan made another new discovery: "Amo, are you injured?"

While the words were spoken, his fingertips were already branded on his left chest.

Qian Yumo suddenly sat up.

"Amo!" Nie Ziyan almost hissed, "Do you dislike me?"

This sound seemed to wake up the dreamer. Qian Yumo suddenly found out when... Why did he stand under the bed?

I turned around and saw that Nie Ziyan was sobbing. She stroked the silver mask and was heartbroken.

He hurriedly supported her: "How come? I am..."

What's wrong with him?

Cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said as softly as possible: "The doctor said that you should have a good rest. Why, don't you have a stomachache?"

Nie Ziyan nodded, lay down again, and looked at him eagerly.

He smiled, lay beside her, put his hand on her stomach, and kissed her forehead: "Go to sleep."

She smiled, snuggled in his arms obediently, closed her eyes, but the corners of her lips squeezed tightly.

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"Can you see it clearly now?"

The dark room is opaque, as if it is always laughing.

Yes, she has been laughed at for ten years and ridiculed for ten years. Now, when she sees the light again, is she still unable to get rid of the fate of being condescending?

"Why do you have to do this?" The man seemed to sigh, but there was a slight smile in his sigh: "Have you been observing them for so long, can't you see how much he has feelings for her?"

"No!" She immediately retorted: "That's because he thought I was dead, and now..."

"How is it now?" Still in a mocking tone, with a blessed grace and atmosphere: "Didn't he still run away from you?"

"That's because..." She suddenly clenched her words and clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

"I don't care what the reason is, anyway, you remember it for me!" The tone suddenly stern: "I said that my people will be transferred with you, but if you do something irrelevant like today and change my plan at will, don't blame me for being rude! I can hold you out, but I can still destroy you! You should know what it is for!"

She was angry and shocked, trembling all over, but her mouth was still hard: "If I don't let him try, how can I deal with it?"

"You just want to try him? What's wrong with the people in the water? Don't you want to kill Luo Wener by pushing her into the water?

"I..."

"I told you a long time ago that you should not be too hasty. I want to play little by little..."

Dong Ning slowly closed his eyes.

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I'm too hasty, I've been too hasty, have I just been too hasty?

Nie Ziyan grabbed Qian Yumo's skirt and bit her lips tightly.

I don't believe it. I don't believe that the time of these ten years will make you so estranged from me!

"Ziyan..." A soft call came from my ear: "What's wrong with you?"

She suddenly relaxed and surrounded him: "Ziyan just had a dream..."

"What dream?"

His question is like a dream. Is it because he thinks about that woman?

Nie Ziyan clenched her teeth, but with a charming smile when she raised her eyes: "I dreamed..."

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When Qian Yumo came back, he saw ** empty. Chenhui was faintly spread on the neatly folded bedding, cold and lonely.

"Where are the people?"

He turned around, and the little maid greeted her and blessed him: "Last night, when the king left, Shang Yi asked the maidservant to help her back to Lingyun Pavilion..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Wang Yi shake the curtain and strode away.

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The maid outside Lingyun Pavilion saw Qian Yumo and asked for a blessing. He waved his hand, and they retreated silently.

Gently push the door, gently open the curtain, and gently walk in...

In the blue gauze tent, there is a slender figure lying, with its face inward, as if sleeping soundly.

I don't know why, the moment my eyes touched this figure, the anger caused by her just disappearance, and the entanglement that I didn't know why all night disappeared at this moment.

I just want to calm down, just look at her, approach her, and hug her... In this way, I can fill everything.

So, he really walked to the bedside and lifted the gauze curtain...

She frowned and squeezed the corners of her lips, and she didn't seem to sleep well.

Yes, she should have been with her last night. She was frightened in the daytime and had a little fever at night. He also promised that she would come back soon, but...

As soon as he left his front foot, she went back to Lingyun Pavilion. Was she angry with his departure, or did she expect that he would not come back and didn't want to wait for an empty hope all night?

Clouds, in fact, I...

"Cough..."

** people suddenly coughed.

He hurried forward, but when she saw him, she suddenly pushed him away and only shouted in the gap of coughing: "Panyun..."

"Go and call the imperial doctor!" He is in a hurry.

Suddenly, he coughed so fiercely that he couldn't even breathe. He was so nervous that his head was sweaty that he wanted to help her stop the pain, but she desperately wanted to get rid of him.

He didn't know where she came from so much power that he could hardly control her.

"Cloud, I didn't, no..." He shouted at her.

She stagnated, but tears fell down and struggled harder.

I can't, just hold her acupuncture point.

The hand covered her forehead and was immediately shocked. How did it burn to this extent?

"Clouds..."

She couldn't move or speak. She just coughed, looked at him fiercely, and couldn't stop crying.

He was heartbroken. In fact, he should have accompanied her last night. Dr. Qin had said that she would have a fever. Her body is already weak, in case...

"Clouds, clouds, it's my fault, in fact, I..."

He suddenly couldn't go on, because her eyes... should hate him so much.

"Cloud..." He held her hand, but even if she couldn't move, he could feel her resistance.

Dr. Qin came as if he was flying with the medicine box on his back. When he saw Luo Wen'er's face, he was immediately shocked and didn't care about the suspension of the pulse. He only put his three fingers together, and his eyebrows trembled.

Over there, Panyun has quickly studied the ink.

Dr. Qin picked up the brush, wrote a prescription, handed it over to Pan Yun, and Pan Yun went away in a hurry.

"Doctor Qin..."

Qianyu Mofang wanted to ask questions, but Dr. Qin motioned him to silence. It was not until he turned out of the house that he slowly opened his mouth: "Shang Yi's illness is just because of being frightened and cold, which leads to fever. Look at this, it was the wind blowing later..."

Yes, as soon as he left yesterday, she returned to Lingyun Pavilion with her back foot. Although it was only a few steps, but...

"The key is that she has a weak foundation and has suffered a lot of hard work, so once she gets sick, she will definitely be aggressive. If she can't be treated in time, I'm afraid..."

"Didn't you say that she was afraid of blood-breaking disease?" Qian Yumo only felt that his voice was not like his own.

"King, the disease of this world has not been like this, but has been transformed. Just like people, how can we ensure that they are unchanged for a long time?

This seems to mean something, but Dr. Qin's topic soon turned to the disease: "Shang Yi choked with water yesterday, and her lungs had signs of bleeding. If the acute cough caused by this high fever can no longer be stopped, she will really cough and bleed..."

He brushed his beard and shook his head.

Qian Yumo's hands and feet were suddenly cold, and then his body shook.

Doctor Qin hurriedly supported him: "The king should take care of the dragon body..."

Take care? If there is anything wrong with her, what else can he take care of? He should have been with her yesterday, and he shouldn't have left!

"Then she..."

"Try two pairs of medicine first. If the fever subsides, it will be easy..."

Qian Yumo nodded and was about to go in.

"Wang Shang," Dr. Qin suddenly bowed his waist behind: "Mengfei... It's better not to let her eat raw and cold food..."

Why did you suddenly mention purple smoke?

Qian Yumo locked his eyebrows and entered the door in an instant.

Luo Wener was being helped by Panyun to use the medicine. She also wanted to drink it, but she coughed and couldn't drink it at all, and she was resistant to the medicine. She finally took a sip and spit it out. In just a while, she made herself full of medicine.

Panyun was so anxious that he was about to cry. When he saw him come in, he had to kneel down to apologize.

He waved his hand to get her up and took the medicine bowl. Seeing that there was only the bottom of the bowl left, he tightened his eyebrows, took the bowl, swallowed all the remaining medicine in his mouth, and immediately bent over...

Luo Wener wanted to struggle, but she was bitten and couldn't move. She could only let him cross the medicine to the entrance and click her hole again, so that she couldn't help swallowing it.

The strong smell of medicine made her nauseous, but he refused to leave. He only intertwined with her lips and tongue again and again, like medicine and kissing, so the bitterness permeated between her lips and teeth, permeated the intertwined breath.

The corners of her eyes were burned by the bitter taste and she hurriedly closed her eyes.

He suddenly got up and handed the bowl to Pan Yun: "Go again!"