Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1345 Contaminated (20)

The man lying on the bed breathed heavily, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

She continued to wipe his sweat, and patiently wiped his hands and feet with a cold towel to cool down.

Under the candlelight, that slender figure sat by the bed and never left.

Gently took his hand, put it on the lips and kissed it, and whispered: "Get well soon."

Now, she would rather he chased her down alive with a knife
Her warm hand gently hooked him, silent.

Yin Ci's high fever lasted for five full days.

During these five days, except for important matters, the Palace Mistress didn't see anyone, and stayed in the palace all the time, taking care of Yin Ci.

An Qi has been here several times, but he has not been able to see the Palace Master.

He was so angry that he secretly kicked the stone lion next to him, and the stone lion cracked in response.

An Yao is reporting the affairs in Fusang Palace, he can decide the small matters by himself, but she needs to decide the big ones.

The palace lord took care of her for several days, and finally, Yin Ci's high fever subsided.

The body also stopped sweating, and the healing speed of the wound was also accelerating.

After Yin Ci's fever subsided, the Palace Mistress who had been guarding the bedside seemed to collapse, leaning against the bed frame, his eyes were slightly black and blue.

She closed her eyes, her mind was dizzy, and she felt that Yin Ci had recovered, and she was about to fall down.

Yin Ci has been sweating these days, a lot of sweat every day, and is seriously dehydrated.

She had to feed him water over and over again, take a sip herself, and then feed him.

The dog man didn't know where the bad habit came from, he only drank it if she had to use this method.

After so many days, her mouth was broken from the kiss.

She touched her lips, which were numb and tingling to the touch.

She didn't dare to touch it again, and quickly put down her hand again.

By the way, go check the temperature of his forehead.

Cool, normal body temperature.

Feeling his pulse, all the acupuncture points on his body have been opened, and the internal injuries are also very good.

The medicine An Mei gave him has been cured, and the wound on his skin has slowly healed.

Therefore, he only needs to take a good rest for a period of time before he can recover his previous skills.

The Palace Mistress, who was relieved, helped him up and put on clean clothes for him.

After covering him with the quilt again, she got up and walked out.

At this time, the sky was already bright and the sun came out.

The maids have been guarding the gate of the palace, and A Li is also there.

Seeing her open the door and come out, Ah Li rushed over, looked at her, stretched out his hand, and wanted to say something.

The palace lord patted him on the shoulder, and turned to look at the maid.

"Ming Zhao, stay here and watch over me. I'll go to the side hall to sleep for a while. If there's anything else, come find me right away."

"Yes, Palace Master." Ming Zhao took the order.

The Palace Mistress paused for a moment, then continued:
"If Yin Ci wakes up, run if you can. If you can't, tell him that I'm in the side hall. If you want to kill me, just come to me."

Ming Zhao was taken aback for a moment: "Palace Master"

The Palace Mistress looked at A Li.

"Ali, come with me."

She turned and left, Ah Li stared at her silently and followed.

"Si Si Si, are you... very tired?"

He stretched out his hand cautiously, as if he wanted to support her.

The Palace Mistress gave a weary hum.

While walking, she suddenly looked at him, and gently put her hand on him.

Touching his head, his voice softened.

"I'm sorry, A Li, I let you go because of the kite incident."

(End of this chapter)