Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

"I'll leave it to you. Don't let me down." Fu Pingyan glanced back, gave a cold command, and then looked at Shen Ning. "Don't let your sister down either."

With a flash of body shape, Fu Pingyan fell outside the camp tent. Looking at the people outside the door, he turned and walked into Shen Zhuohua's camp.

Looking at the flushed woman, her eyes are closed, her expression is very painful, and her forehead is full of pain.

"Ping Yan... Don't..." Shen Zhuohua whispered, frowning further.

Fu Pingyan's eyes also looked distressed.

"Zhuohua, I'm coming." Fu Pingyan quickly held her hand and whispered in a gentle tone. He was deeply afraid that his voice would scare her.

Shen Zhuohua lay there, sweating constantly. The imperial doctor also came in from the door at the moment, with a basin of water in his hand. When he saw Fu Pingyan coming here, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Hou ye, you can't come in here."

"Put down the water and go out." Fu Pingyan ignored it and looked at the imperial doctor coldly.

"Yes." seeing Fu Pingyan's frosty appearance, the imperial doctor shivered inexplicably. "This is for childe Shen to wipe his body." then he went out.

Fu Pingyan took the things in his hand, picked up a towel and wiped Shen Zhuohua's body. Seeing that his white skin had turned pink, he knew that the temperature had risen.

"It's so cold." Shen Zhuohua held his arm and shivered constantly.

Fu Pingyan looked at the woman in front of him, took off his outer shirt and lay in bed with her in his arms.

"Zhuohua, you can't do anything. You'll be fine." Fu Pingyan's voice also asked with a trace of request.

The only way to respond to him was to keep shouting a cold voice.

When night fell, Shen Zhuohua felt that his body was still very hot, but his coldness was relieved. He noticed that he had an arm around his waist. Looking at the arm, he saw Fu Pingyan's handsome face, dark eyes and long beard.

"Ping Yan..." Shen Zhuohua saw him coming. First, it was an accident, more complicated. He had decided to quit his marriage. Why did he risk coming here?

"Zhuohua, are you awake?" Fu Pingyan looked at the woman in front of him, and the cold fundus of his eyes suddenly recovered Qingming.

"How did you come here? It's very dangerous. Get out quickly." Shen Zhuohua frowned and looked at the man in front of him with a cold voice.

"You're here. Where do you want me to go? What do you do when I'm gone?" Fu Pingyan's voice was cold and distressed, and his hand held her tightly.

"Are you here to accompany me to death?" Shen Zhuohua had no strength.

"Otherwise? What does it mean for me to be alone in this world when you die?" Fu Pingyan took the initiative to hold her, and the strength in his hand did not decrease.

Shen Zhuohua heard the sound. At this moment, if it didn't happen, he would be very moved.

"Aren't you with jing'er? You've done something to linger." Shen Zhuohua didn't notice, and his tone was sour.

"When did I stay with her?" Fu Pingyan frowned and looked at her puzzled.

"That day..." Shen Zhuohua told the story.

"I met an assassin that day. I went after the assassin and didn't go to the study at all." Fu Pingyan heard the sound, and the cold bottom of his eyes was frosty.

"You are no longer in the study, that day..." Shen Zhuohua's breath stagnated and stopped immediately, and his voice was also cold.

"Are you avoiding me because of this?" Fu Pingyan asked tentatively.

Shen Zhuohua was silent and speechless.

"I'm jealous. I haven't forgotten that you and Mi Zhi are holding together." Fu Pingyan's heart was ecstatic. It's really rare to see her jealous.

"I didn't. It was because I accidentally fell down. He helped me." Shen Zhuohua hurriedly explained his position and misunderstanding.

"Isn't jing'er holding you too? He's still wearing your clothes to show off in front of me."

"The dress was touched by her and I threw it away when I felt dirty. When did I give it to her? That day she fell down and held me." Fu Pingyan recalled carefully and picked herself up.

Shen Zhuohua was speechless and speechless.

"Don't you believe me?" seeing her speechless, Fu Pingyan looked at her.

Shen Zhuohua turned his back to Fu Pingyan. "I don't believe you."

"What's the matter with you?" Fu Pingyan was suspicious.

"Ping Yan, you shouldn't come here. It's dangerous." Shen Zhuohua explained in a low voice.

"If you are here, I am not afraid of danger." Fu Pingyan put his hand in his arms and whispered in her ear.

Shen Zhuohua's heart was also moved, and his feelings for him were stronger than before.

For several days, Shen Zhuohua's condition became more and more serious. He coughed constantly. Looking at the medicine bowl in front of him, he couldn't swallow it.

"I can't eat it." Shen Zhuohua pushed out the medicine bowl in his hand.

"If you don't eat, you're even worse." Fu Pingyan is haggard and worried. It's been several days, but it's not good. Now he can't even take medicine.

"Sorry, Pingyan, I may not be able to accompany you anymore." Shen Zhuohua shook his head, his voice full of guilt.

"Nonsense, you'll be fine. There's also the marriage between Mo'er and the fifth prince. Boyuan and Mingzhu are waiting for you to go back. Don't you want to see them out of the cabinet." Fu Pingyan was also bitter and worried when she said this.

"I want to, very much, but I'm afraid I can't go back alive." Shen Zhuohua explained with a cold face.

"Yes, it will. It will be fine." Fu Pingyan held her in his arms, picked up the medicine bowl in his hand, drank it, then touched her lip flap and gave her the medicine in his mouth.

Shen Zhuohua's face turned red.

"You have a rest first. I'll go out and ask the imperial doctor to see if there is any medicine for you." Fu Pingyan put her away and left the camp with steps.

Shen Zhuohua lay there, his consciousness gradually disappeared and fell into the darkness.

"Hou Ye." the imperial doctor was cooking medicine there. He looked at him and saluted hurriedly.

"How's childe Shen's condition?" Fu Pingyan frowned and opened his mouth coldly.

"The situation is not very optimistic. According to the records of Weichen, childe Shen has a few days at most. When her eyes can't see it, it's the last deadline, no more than three days."

The imperial doctor is also embarrassed. To be honest, he hasn't dispelled a plague in his medical practice these years. Considering this, he feels incompetent in his heart.

"What did you say? I want you to cure her..." Fu Pingyan's voice was angry and dragged his collar.