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Chapter 159

In the Yin clan cemetery, Zhou Yanqing was in a coma, and then a serious illness came in full force.

She fell asleep for three days and three nights, her body temperature was rising and falling, and she made several dreams from time to time, and even she was coughing fiercely in her sleep.

She is very tired, very heavy, and mentally tired.

In a trance, it seemed as if he heard Doctor Liu coming in and out of the palace to take her pulse, and Huaixuan took care of her in a daze.

Because she was sweating a lot, the dragon robe she wore that day had long been wrinkled.

Lin Wenzhou and Yin Shao once proposed to change Zhou Yanqing to a clean and clean clothes, but were stopped by Huai Xuan with a harsh expression.

Emperor Yong Yin usually takes care of his own clothes. He doesn't like being served by others, and doesn't like being approached by others, even if he is a close confidant.

Even her cousin Zhou Huaixuan dared not commit a crime with the risk of committing crimes against the wind.

The main reason is that this incident has learned from the past.

There was once an imperial noble king in the palace, who was similar to the imperial concubine in the ancient harem.

The queen is in the void, and the emperor is in charge of the deep palace. That man has won the favor and interfered in politics in the harem. Emperor Yong Yin was really indulging in the other party back then, until one time the other party touched Emperor Yong Yin's reverse scale and pulled open Emperor Yong Yin's belt...

From then on, the Emperor's noble king who was the most favored by the six palaces fell out of favor and was even sent to the cold palace. Since then, he has lost his voice, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive now.

Because of this lesson, Zhou Yanqing was in a coma for three days, everyone was anxiously looking forward to her awakening, but they did not dare to touch her body. Instead, they accidentally saved the secret of her daughter's body.

This morning.

The spring rain is drizzling, and the sound of the rain is a bit noisy.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Before Zhou Yanqing opened his eyes, he first burst into dry coughs.

She coughed heartbrokenly, and had a bad premonition in her heart. She turned over and leaned over beside the bed, bowed her head and vomited a large mouthful of blood and phlegm.

She touched her hot forehead dizzyly. She looked at the mouth of bloody phlegm on the ground and wiped the corners of her lips.

The trachea was like a leaking bellows. She guessed that she was probably mycoplasma pneumonia?

I had this disease in my previous life. When I first vomited blood, she was frightened and thought it was lung cancer. Later, I found out that it was just pneumonia and the problem was not big.

But the weak chicken's body is really weak.

She thought unknowingly, and then: "Press up."

Some similar conversations.

She looked up with a lazy and heart-defeated look and saw the man in a cold and indifferent tone. He was sleeping on the other end of the dragon bed, his hair was a little radiant at this moment.

The cold eyes still look like the Nine Heavens True God, full of ethereal and outrageous things that do not know the fireworks of the world.

It's Jiang Jianchen.

She took the water cup handed by Jiang Jianchen, thinking that the other party was arrogant and deserted. At first glance, it seemed that there was no feelings, but it turned out that she would also care about and considerate people.

The bloody phlegm in her mouth was filled with bloody smell, but her face turned pale, which was even pale than usual.

Jiang Jianchen glanced at her, then rubbed his eyes, and he seemed not to have a good sleep.

For three days, Emperor Yong Yin himself was seriously ill and coma and could not turn off the sign. Princess Huaixuan asked Lin Wenzhou and learned that in the past few days, Jiang Jianchen had served Zhou Yanqing.

So the little princess grabbed Jiang Jianchen overbearingly and asked Jiang Jianchen to stay in Zichen Palace every night. In order to ensure that Zhou Yanqing, who has a special physique, can suck his yang and survive, so as not to be seriously ill and make it worse due to the sudden severity.

"Xiangxiang is vomiting blood. Is Xiangxiang going to die?"

A ball of white light jumped up and down, and he turned into a human form, holding a glimmer of ghost fire in his hand, his eyes full of panic.

Ghost Fire Yin Huai Li: "..."
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