Although Luo Ling was a little worried when he heard that Mr. Cao was critically ill, she was naturally happy when she thought of being able to travel far away again. However, when she thought that Mr. Cao was Zhang Shaoliang's father, and now his father was critically ill, she seemed too happy, didn't she? good……

After thinking about it like 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 to Xilun is going to leave today, let me explain some things first, Linger, don't go away, I will be back in a while."

Yuwen Haoyu said suddenly, Luo Ling nodded quickly, bent his beautiful eyes, raised his hand and waved twice: "Go, go, I won't run around."

Yuwen Haoyu looked at her cute and clear appearance, couldn't help leaning towards her again, and hugged her: "What you say is true, every time I come back and I don't see you, I'm worried to death." A gentle kiss on the white cheek said, knowing that Luo Ling's face is tender, he quickly looked around to see if anyone was looking at them again, and raised his head to give Yuwen Haoyu three supercilious eyes.

Smiling and pinching her cheek, Yuwen Haoyu left reluctantly. He cherished every minute and every second he spent with Luo Ling. Even if he left her for a short while, it seemed like a long time had passed. , he was really deeply poisoned by it, this poison was the poison of love for Luo Ling, and he enjoyed it so much that he would never heal him for the rest of his life...

When Yuwen Haoyu arranged for Qing Lan to go to Xi Lun as a special envoy and sign a contract agreement with Xi Lun, at this moment, Xi Lun is being shrouded in the shadow of death. When Hong'er was dying, the National Teacher's Mansion was filled with darkness Xiao Su's weather.

The palace servants sent by the third prince Xiling Jinli to inquire about the National Teacher's Mansion are waiting outside the hall. The third prince is seriously ill, and the emperor and Lord Fengling are both inside. It seems a little inappropriate to go in and report at this time.

It was already the fifth day, and Xiling Jinli's thin lips were covered with blisters, her face was extremely pale, and she was lying on the bed breathing heavily.

"Brother Wang...I feel bad...cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Xiling Jinli was covering her chest with her hands, her lungs were burning hot, and every time she took a breath, she felt extremely uncomfortable, and just as she opened her mouth to say something, she coughed again.

Xiling Jinyan raised his hand to breathe for him, and at the same time ordered his servants to bring warm water to his lips. After feeding two mouthfuls, Xiling Jinli seemed to be choking, and her body trembled violently. Jin Yan took the cup back a little slower, but saw that the cup was already black and red.

"Li'er!"

Xiling Jinyan hurriedly threw away the cup, and reached out to wipe the blood on the corner of his lips, but Xiling Jinyue stopped her.

"Your majesty, don't touch him with your own hands. In the past few days, you have personally taken care of him, and you have already put yourself in danger of being infected at any time. The special envoy of Dachu will come soon. If you get sick again I'm down, I'm afraid..."

Xiling Jinyue's meaning was obvious, even though she wanted to appease and take care of Xiling Jinli, if they all fell down, Xi Lun would really be out of luck.

Xiling Jinyan's face was gloomy, but he didn't say anything. He took the cloth brocade that he handed over, wiped the corners of Xiling Jinli's mouth, and carefully helped him to lie down.

"Li'er, don't worry, the antidote will be here soon, Brother Wang won't let you get into trouble."

I reached out and wanted to touch his head as usual...

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