In the private hospital, the doctor gave Wei Anning the most comprehensive physical examination, and the results were no different, but she was sleepy. The doctor's conclusion was consistent with that of the family doctor.

Leng Youchen took her home and put her on the big bed. There was a thick worry between his eyebrows. He leaned over gently and his slender index finger gently crossed the corridor of her face, "madam, you've slept long enough."

There's nothing wrong with your body, but you've always been sleepy. Haven't you really slept enough?

He took off his shoes, fell on her side, put his head on his arm and stared at her. It was so dangerous on the way to be chased in Britain that she didn't wake up. She didn't wake up after a long flight of more than ten hours. Even when she was held up and down in the hospital just now, she still didn't wake up.

"Do you owe a kiss if you don't wake up?"

The man's fingers slipped from the tip of her small nose onto her lip and gently clicked. His thin lips leaned over and saw that he was about to kiss. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door in the bedroom.

Leng Youchen narrowed his eyes and looked very unhappy. He stepped back and stared at the closed door, "who?"

"Boss, it's me." Lu Feng's voice sounded outside the door.

Leng Youchen sat up and got out of bed. He took another look at Wei Anning in his sleep. He raised his legs and opened the door. He saw Lu Feng standing outside the door. He said in a cool voice, "what's up?"

Lu Feng nodded. "Just got the news, the king of s sent a killer to Marseille. I've asked someone to intercept it first. I'm afraid the king of s won't give up."

Leng Youchen's thin lips pursed into a straight line, faintly looked at the extremely exquisite murals in the corridor and mockingly raised his thin lips, "Marseille is my territory. If he acts rashly, no matter which king he is, I will let him come back."

"Well, one more thing, Catherine was killed in the explosion and the queen was critically ill. Today's news release, she made an edict. Once she died, Eden will inherit the throne." When Lu Feng talked about it, his heart suddenly became bored, as if a ruthless man walked up and down above his heart, disturbing him.

Eden, a gentle woman, was warm and hot in bed. Like a goblin, she took away his soul.

He thought that he was only attached to her young body. When he heard that she was going to marry Gong Ting, he found that his heart had been lost in countless times of love.

Leng Youchen looked indifferent. "The British affair has nothing to do with us since the moment I took my wife away."

“BOSS。” Lu Feng's heart tightened. "The queen ordered Eden to marry Gong ting."

Leng Youchen glanced at him faintly, "Lu Feng, Eden has both talent and virtue. Although she does not compete or rob, the responsibility falls on her. She will certainly shoulder the rise and fall of the family and the survival of the country. What's more, their unmarried men and women are not married. Isn't it normal to get married?"

Lu Feng opened his mouth. Under the watchful eyes of his boss, he was speechless. "I'm just reporting to you the trend of Britain. Eden will clear the suspicion for his wife when she ascends the throne. It's really gratifying."

He said congratulations, but the look on his face was not half happy, but his heart was more and more bitter.

Is it really just a dew relationship between him and Eden? Why is he so unwilling?

Leng Youchen looked at his face about to cry and rationally reminded him, "Lu Feng, Eden is in danger. You have no fate with her anymore. That's all."

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