Although Luo Ling was a little worried when she heard that Mr. Cao was critically ill, she was naturally happy when she thought that she could go far. But when she thought that Mr. Cao was Zhang Shaoliang's father, now that her father was critically ill, she seemed too happy, right?
good……
After thinking about this, the expression on her face also changed. Even Yuwen Haoyu couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
"By the way, since the envoy who went to Xilun was going to set out today, I will explain some things now. Ling'er, don't walk away, I'll be back in a while."
Yuwen Haoyu suddenly said, Luo Ling nodded quickly, bent her beautiful eyes, raised her hand and waved her twice: "Go and go, I won't run around."
Yuwen Haoyu looked at her cute and clear appearance and couldn't help but lean over and hugged her: "Keep your word, every time I come back and don't see you, I'm so worried." He was in her
He kissed him lightly and seriously on his fair cheeks. He knew that Luo Ling's face was tender, so he quickly looked around to see if anyone looked at them again, and raised his head and rolled his eyes to Yuwen Haoyu three times.
After smiling and pinched her cheeks, Yuwen Haoyu left reluctantly. He cherished every minute and every second he was with Luo Ling. Even after leaving her for a short while, it seemed like it had been a long time.
, He was really deeply poisoned by it. This poison is the love poison of Luo Ling, and he is happy to be there, and he will never treat it for life...
When Yuwen Haoyu arranged for Qinglan to go to Xilun as a special envoy to sign a contract agreement with Xilun, at this moment, Xilun was shrouded in the shadow of death. When Hong'er was dying, there was a haze in the National Master's Mansion.
Xiao Su's weather.
The third prince Xiling Jinli sent a palace servant to inquire about the news from the National Master's Mansion. He was waiting outside the hall. The third prince was seriously ill, and the emperor and Prince Feng Ling were both inside. It seemed a bit inappropriate to go in and report.
It was already the fifth day. Xiling Jinli's thin lips were covered with blisters, her face was pale, and she was lying on the bed and exhaling heavily.
Xiling Jinli covered her chest with her hands, and her lungs were burning. She felt so uncomfortable whenever she breathed. As soon as she spoke, she coughed again.
Xiling Jinyan raised his hand to keep his breath, and ordered his servants to bring warm water to his lips. After feeding them for two drinks, Xiling Jinli seemed to be choking and her body trembled suddenly. Xiling
The Jinyan cup was taken back a little slower, but he saw that it was already black and red.
"Li'er!"
Xiling Jinyan quickly threw the cup and reached out to wipe the blood stains on the corner of his lips, but Xiling Jinyue stopped him.
"Your Majesty, don't touch him with your own hands. In the past few days, you have taken care of yourself and put yourself in the danger of being infected at any time. The envoy of Dachu will soon come. If you are sick again,
It fell, I'm afraid..."
Xiling Jinyue’s meaning is very obvious. Even if she wants to comfort and take care of Xiling Jinli, if they even fall down, Xilun will be really out of the way.
Xiling Jinyan had a gloomy face, but said nothing. After taking what he handed over, he quickly brushed the corner of Xiling Jinli's mouth, and then carefully helped him lie down.
"Li'er, don't worry, the antidote will arrive soon, Brother Wang won't let you have something to do."