Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 56
At that moment, Yan Zhihui looked at the light in her eyes and his heart skipped a beat. It was something he had never seen in Xie Cijiu's eyes for tens of thousands of years. It turned out that she with all kinds of emotions and six desires could be so breathtakingly beautiful.

He suddenly felt that crossing the catastrophe this time was the most correct choice he had made in the past ten thousand years, otherwise, he would not know who had gained the advantage.

He suddenly stuck out the petals, held Xie Cijiu's face, and pressed it lightly on her lips, with a hint of reverence.

God and her believers embrace each other lonely and warmly in this night.

……

After the banquet, the reputation of Xie Cijiu spread among the upper circles in Kyoto. The emperor's connivance and pampering, and the queen's intentional or unintentional matchmaking, these people all saw her, and immediately listed her as "even if The kind of person who can neither make good friends nor make bad friends.

Of course, this group of foxes is clear in their hearts. The attitude of the people above towards Xie Cijiu is because she has a father who sacrificed his life to save the emperor, and because behind her is the 20 army from the northern border.

Before marriage, this is an ancestor, after marriage, it is nothing.

Everyone knows this, including the prince.

He thought about it all night, and felt that Xie Cijiu's hostility towards him might come from here, but he didn't have a good solution for a while.

So I have been entangled in no action.

However, the ladies of each family handed Xie Cijiu invitations, either asking her to have tea or to see flowers.

Xie Cijiu refused all of them, firstly because she was not interested, and secondly because...

She has a cold.

Speaking of which, she was also unlucky. After being awakened by the nightmare that night, she broke out in a cold sweat. After going down to the ground to drink saliva, the cold sweat was blown by the wind, and she caught the cold.

In addition, during this period of time, I was thinking too much, and the internal fire and external cold came together, and I fell ill.

She didn't wake up in the morning, but when Hongxue came to call for someone, she saw Xie Cijiu lying on the bed, her cheeks flushed, she was startled, she stretched out her hand to test the temperature, and hurriedly called Uncle Lu to invite a doctor.

After reading and grabbing the medicine, Xie Cijiu forced himself to sit up and drank it, then fell back to sleep.

Hongxue and Yinshuang looked anxious.

"The Princess has been so ill for so many years, I feel sorry for her." Yinshuang looked at Xie Cijiu sadly.

"The more such a person is, the more serious the illness will be, and it is much more uncomfortable than ordinary people." Hongxue turned and walked out: "Stay here and watch, if the princess burns up again, go tell me to suffer again. A medicine."

"Why are you going?"

"I'm going to cook some porridge for the princess, even if I'm hungry all the time."

Yinshuang nodded: "You still think thoughtfully, then you go, I'm here."

"Ah."

When Hongxue went out, Yinshuang moved a small stool and sat down at the end of Xie Cijiu's bed. After sitting for a while, she got up and touched Xie Cijiu's forehead. When she found that it was still a little hot, she went to wet the handkerchief with cold water and put it on her forehead. on the forehead.

"Princess, get well soon." Yinshuang whispered.

Gardenias bloomed suddenly in the corner, and the fragrance filled the bedroom. Yinshuang sniffed: "It smells so good!"

However, after smelling it for a while, she felt dizzy in front of her eyes, "Why are you so sleepy..."

She sat on a chair and nearly fell off her head.

The golden divine power turned into countless threads, bound Yinshuang's body and pulled her back, directly pulling her back to the chair to lean on.

And the other end of the thread was wrapped around Yan Zhihui's fingertips.

He walked out from the flowers, his clothes fluttering, and there was no wind, and his bony hands stood on the side of his face. With a slight movement, the silk thread was retracted instantly, and it turned into a stream of light and dissipated in his palm.

(End of this chapter)