That's why she used the nameless handwriting and led Shangguan Hui to the Peony Flower Pavilion first. The purpose was to make her dyed peony pollen.

Feng Yebei felt like he was electrocuted. Seeing Nalan Xue's heartbroken look, he could almost be sure that she was the one who was "with" him last night!

He staggered and took several steps back, and his hands, which had been clenched into fists, became loose and loose. He felt almost desperate and rushed to his chest in an instant, and his strength seemed to be counted.

Extracted from the body.

Why is this happening? He drank alcohol yesterday, but he was sure he was not drunk. Why did this happen? Why?

Turning around, he walked to a banyan tree, and suddenly grabbed his fist and smashed it hard on the trunk. With just one blow, the tree as thick as a waist fell to the ground, shocking Nalan not far away

Xue suddenly took a breath!

Huh, it’s good that she is not that tree!

Seeing the blood falling from the man's fingers to the ground, her pupils contracted sharply, half horrified, and the other half was deeply apologized.

She seems to have done too much...

Shangguan Hui is sick!

The second day after returning from the Ye Palace, the fever did not subside. But she was very stubborn and insisted on letting Qing'er hire a doctor. In desperation, Qing'er could only use a cold veil to apply it to her forehead.

I hope it will reduce the heat on her body soon.

All day, Shangguan Hui fell asleep in a drowsy way. When she woke up occasionally, she opened her eyes and asked Qing'er if Feng Yebei had come. When she saw Qing'er shook her head, she closed her eyes again, but she didn't know why.

Disappointment or something...

In the evening, Qing'er woke her up in a drowsy sleep.

"Miss, you haven't eaten for a day. I asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge, and you can eat a little before sleeping."

"I'm not hungry!"

Shangguan Hui didn't even look at the Qing'er's handing over. She only said three words and then closed her eyes again.

"Miss~"

Qing'er was almost crying anxiously. She didn't know what happened to the lady last night, but judging from her current appearance, she was so weak and unwilling to eat. What would happen if this continued?

With a squeak, the wool, still dressed in white, walked in. He glanced at the bowl Qing'er held in his hand. Seeing that the bowl of porridge had not moved, his eyes couldn't help but dim!

Qing'er walked up to him with a sad face, lowered her voice and said, "I don't think this is possible. The lady is thin, how can she withstand such tossing?"

Xu looked at her, as if asking: Then what do you think should be done?

Qing'er thought for a moment. The situation is now tight, so she can't take care of that much.

"I have to find a doctor." The voice was very low, for fear that the people on the bed would hear it. The lady was very stubborn. If she knew she was going to find a doctor, she would definitely not let her leave the house.

"Qingluan has left the house to do business, and I am not here. You have to take good care of the lady, do you know? The lady doesn't want people to know about her illness. If the prime minister or someone else in the house comes, tell them that the lady is already asleep.

It's down."

Wang nodded heavily. Even without her instructions, he would wait by her side without her. Because for him now, she is his whole body...

After explaining some basic matters, Qing'er hurried out of the house. At the moment, the sky was completely dark. Therefore, if you want to avoid people's eyes and ears, it is not difficult to leave the house without knowing it.

After Qing'er left, the white-clothed roamed to the bed and lowered her head. Her eyes, which were used to disguising as calmness, could finally reveal a surging affection at this moment.
Chapter completed!