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Chapter 68 Your Highness, I'm Dying

It snowed all night in the Imperial City and finally stopped in the early morning.

In recent days, Feng Shui Qing's body has been getting better and better, and she has become visibly plumper. When she was "seriously ill" a few days ago, she almost lost weight.

The New Year is approaching, and the Northwest Good News mentioned that the final battle with the barbarians will be held in the next few days.

If everything goes well, the Demon King will be able to return to the Imperial City before the Chinese New Year. The Queen's matter will also be settled, presumably...

He will also be happy.

Feng Shui Qing piled up a snowman and stuffed a carrot into its nose.

She looked at the round and stupid snowman with a smile, which seemed to look a bit like the devil! Hahaha...

"Host, it's cold, please go back to your house!"

Xiao Tiantian's voice was quite concerned: "The disease-pretending medicine you took a few days ago will cause some damage to your body. Although you have recovered a lot in recent days, you are still much thinner than before!"

"oops!"

Feng Shuiqing patted the snow on his hands and frowned: "I'm so greedy! Eat more delicious food and I'll make up for it quickly!"

"Princess Princess!"

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Ling Ao smiled even more: "Subordinates, please help you pile them up! Go back and warm your hands quickly. Your hands are all red from the cold."

"Hey, how did things go?"

Ling Ao handed over his hand: "The queen was permanently imprisoned in Huide Palace, and the emperor also cleaned up all the staff in the court. As for Wu Qixue...she committed suicide with a white silk ribbon."

Feng Shuiqing nodded and rubbed his little hands: "Well... by the way, is the blade blood better?"

"That brat..."

Speaking of him, Ling Ao suddenly thought of how disgusting he was pestering Xia Ying when he came back from his place just now. He quickly shook his head in hopes of getting rid of that mean face.

"He! It's no big deal. He's been pestering Miss Xia Ying all day long."

"Hahahahaha..." Feng Shuiqing smiled happily, "I'm just telling you, there's definitely something wrong with these two! Blade Blood was injured, and Xia Ying took the initiative to take care of him! That's okay! This kid didn't bother me in vain.

Hahahaha..."

Looking at Feng Shuiqing's happy back, Ling Ao also had a happy smile on his lips.

A few days ago, he did know her plan.

But I saw that she was getting thinner and weaker.

My heart is still pounding with panic.

At the same time, I couldn't help but think, what would he do if the princess was really seriously ill?

At present, the war in the northwest is going smoothly.

That person will return to the imperial city soon.

them……

Then we have to stick together every day again...

After playing in the snow all day, Feng Shui Qing nestled in bed, holding a hand stove and eating dried apricots. It was sour, sweet, and very delicious.

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly pushed open with great force, and the cold wind carried snowflakes into the house.

Feng Shuiqing was frightened by the loud noise, her hands shook, and dried apricots were spread all over the bed: "Blade blood!!! Why didn't you knock on the door?! You scared me to death!"

Her little face instantly wrinkled, and she quickly picked up the dried apricots back into the box like a treasure. These dried apricots were made from the spring dates in autumn, washed one by one, pitted, and dried.

There weren't many made in total, and she couldn't bear to get them dirty.

"Princess Princess."

His blood-stained body was covered with white snow, his breathing was disordered, and he showed no trace of his former playful appearance. Even the two wine pits on his cheeks seemed to have been frozen by a layer of ice and disappeared.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with you? Aren't you happy that Riri and Xia Yingnuai are together?"

Feng Shuiqing was confused by his rare sad look!

While still busy picking up dried apricots...

My dried apricots! It seems like a few of them fell to the bottom of the bed!

"Your Highness... Your Highness, he is dying..."

"Clang..."

She heard clearly, but seemed not to hear clearly.

The box containing dried apricots in his hand was thrown to the ground, and all the dried apricots he finally picked up rolled out.

"What did you say?"

Feng Shui Qing asked bravely, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

"Your Highness! He is going to die!!!"

Blade Blood roared with a cry, clenching his fists tightly.

She froze on the spot for a moment, her head buzzing.

How could it be?

Every transmission from the northwest is a good news!

Don’t you win every battle?

Isn't there going to be a decisive battle with Tubanan'er?

How could it happen suddenly...

"You go out first."

Feng Shui Qing trembled and whispered.

"..."

Seeing the trembling and glistening look in her eyes, Renxue raised his arms to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and simply exited the door without saying a word.

He knew that she must be extremely heartbroken at this time.

But is there any way to save His Highness?

The level of military doctors is limited and they can only treat superficial injuries.

The letter Tantan brought back just now said that His Highness was seriously injured in his heart, with old and new injuries overlapping each other. I'm afraid...

There is no way back...

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Host, do you like him?"

Feng Shuiqing hammered the bed with both hands: "Is now the time to consider this matter? Tell me quickly! Is there anything you can do?"

Xiao Tiantian sighed deeply: "There is a way! Find the object and teleport and add the Life Xuan Dan. But! It is at least five or six days' ride from here to the northwest. Your sudden appearance will arouse suspicion!!!"

"Doubt... human life is more important than anything else! It's just doubtful!!!"

Feng Shui Qing's heart hurt so much that she could only cover it with her hands.

"But if others know of my existence, I will fall into dormancy, and so will you..."

Hearing this, she was stunned.

They haven't seen each other for more than three months since he left for the expedition.

When Fang Yongnan was held hostage that day, the first figure that came to her mind was the Demon King.

If he had been injured, he would have rushed back without sleep.

And in the past few months, when I think of him, I feel sour and itchy in my heart.

His love letters, his ink snow pictures.

And there are clothes that smell like him.

Hyun Chen Mandrill!

This ghost man!!!

When did it get into my heart!!!

"It's just suspicion!"

Feng Shuiqing wiped away her tears, put on a raccoon dog fur cloak, and said resolutely: "Xiao Tiantian! As long as I don't tell anyone, no one will know your existence! It's just suspicion! So! I'm going! I'm going to save you.

he!!!"

Xiao Tiantian knew that persuasion was ineffective, so she had no choice but to pour cold water on him: "First turn on the teleportation function, but what objects do you have with him?"

Feng Shui Qing was speechless: "..."

"It seems not..."

"Well, go to bed early. Hey..."

"But……"

Feng Shui Qing was so anxious that tears rolled in his eyes: "But how do I count my belongings? Does it count if I have touched it?!"

"Forget it! But living things can't do that. You've touched a mandrill, I know..."

"Letter!!! That letter!"

Xiao Tiantian suddenly realized: "Oh yes! That letter made by Blade Blood! You touched it!!!"

"Yes! Let's go! But...you should tell dad about this first."

"When did you become so good? Don't you just run away whenever you want?!"

Xiao Tiantian was puzzled.

"Oh! I can't let dad worry about me anymore about pretending to be sick!"

After Fenglushan learned about this, he was reluctant but also extremely worried.

When he looked into his daughter's determined eyes filled with tears.

He knew that she had made up her mind.

I had to grit my teeth and agree!

Feng Shui chose a good horse with a thousand miles of distance, got on the horse, and galloped out of the house.

Through her, Xiao Tiantian could see the surrounding scenery moving quickly backwards, and couldn't help but wonder: "Host, do you know how to ride a horse? Why don't you enable the function in the house?"

"Yeah! Big brother taught me this! There are many people in the house and it is confusing! It is safer to be in a place with fewer people!"

After finally riding to a deserted place, Feng Shuiqing tied the horse and quickly turned on the teleportation function.

The scene around her was spinning rapidly. This time, she seemed to have gotten used to it and was not as uncomfortable as before.

Soon, she fell into the snow.

In the snow?!

Feng Shuiqing stood up and looked at the mess all around, as if he had just experienced a battle.

Xiao Tiantian sensed it for a moment and hurriedly reminded: "Host, please take three steps forward, the letter is buried in the snow right there!"

Sure enough, Feng Shuiqing squatted down and pushed aside the snow, and a large trace of blood was slowly revealed in front of his eyes. In the middle lay quietly a crumpled letter soaked in red blood, and a string of pink jade beads.

She suddenly understood why she believed here.

Presumably... the Demon King must have been carrying it with him.

Feng Shuiqing's eyes turned red again, and he picked up the jade beads again.

She held it in the palm of her hand and looked at it, she was very impressed.

Before she had time to think too much, there happened to be a lone war horse next to her, and she pedaled on it.

Xiao Tiantian said firmly: "Host! I will help you show the way! I can sense that the camp is nearby!"

"good!"

Feng Shuiqing patted the horse's butt: "Drive!"
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