The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1302 Reluctant?
The young man frowned slightly, his peach blossom eyes looked at the young apprentice who reported the letter, and his voice was slightly cold: "How can you be seriously injured in the Marshal's Mansion?"

The guards in her marshal's mansion are not just decorations.

The little apprentice frowned and shook his head, also confused.

"The teacher said that Her Royal Highness's injury is quite serious. Although it is not life-threatening, it is extremely harmful to the body. As for how she was injured, the princess did not explain the reason."

Her Royal Highness didn't want to say it, and they didn't dare to ask.

Yan Tao frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced at the butler, "Go and call Yun Kuo, let him come over right away."

The butler was stunned, and bowed his head, saying: "Lord Yun Kuo has already ordered the medicine to be delivered in the afternoon, and Her Royal Highness should not be seriously injured."

This is unreasonable.

The effects of high-level potions are immediate.

What's more, it was sent by Lord Yun Kuo, so there should be no problem.

Yan Tao slightly raised his eyebrows: "Yun Kuo...does he know that Xing Yun is injured?"

The butler nodded.

Young Master Yan stroked his chin with his fingers, with a pensive look on his face.

Could it be that the little girl wants to play some tricks with Yun Kuo?

Forget it, you have to take a look first anyway.

bedroom.

The girl was lying on the bed with a pale complexion, and several sets of thick quilts were covered on her body.

Even so, she was still shivering slightly, as if she was very cold.

Qihe sat beside the bed anxiously, and tried the temperature on the girl's forehead with her hands.

Cold to the touch.

It was like touching a piece of ice.

Qihe frowned slightly: "How could it be so serious?"

She carefully looked at the potion that the housekeeper brought over in the afternoon.

After using it, you only need to rest for a few days to recover your vitality.

This shouldn't be the case now.

An old man with a thin complexion was standing beside him, stroking his beard.

Xing Yun was cold all over her body, her consciousness was not clear enough, a thin layer of frost even formed on her eyebrows, and her red lips were even more pale as snow, without any trace of blood.

"Come here and see the princess's injury, why are you standing there!"

Qihe was in a hurry.

The old man frowned, and replied helplessly: "Miss Qihe, it's not that I don't want to see it, it's that I can't help it now."

If he could be optimistic, it would have passed by long ago.

The door creaked and was pushed open from the outside.

Yan Tao stepped in.

She glanced at the girl lying sideways on the bed, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a slight coldness flashed across her eyes.

"what happened?"

While speaking, Yan Tao looked at Qihe who was standing over there.

"Patriarch Yan," Qihe nodded slightly to her, turned her eyes to look at Xingyun, and then sighed, "The cold air from the ice box has invaded her body, and the medicine used in the afternoon does not seem to have the desired effect , but it got worse."

The butler was surprised: "Why?"

The pharmacist next to him stroked his beard and nodded: "Indeed."

Yan Tao walked slowly to the side of the bed, bowed down slightly, and said in a slow tone, "Xingyun?"

"nebula?"

Xing Yun shivered while hugging the quilt, his lips shivered from the cold.

The coldness was condensed in her body.

Even if the thick quilt is covered and the temperature of the room is raised to the highest level, it is of no use.

Yan Tao: "Where is Yun Kuo, why isn't it here?"

"Brother Yantao, I'm fine..."

Xingyun turned over, with a layer of frost condensed on his eyebrows, compared to the innocent and savage in the past, he was a little more weak.

(End of this chapter)