Only you: King's crazy concubine

Gu Qingyan obviously didn't believe it. His fingertips put on his wrist and his pulse was very weak. He looked up at him and his eyes were full of heartache and worry, "ink, what's going on?"

I just saw that he was still well. How could he suddenly be so weak.

Xuanyuan Zimo shook his head and felt his hands getting colder and colder, his feet getting numb and almost unable to move.

"How... How" Gu Qing couldn't help crying. He wrapped his hands around his hands and tried to drive away the cold for him, but there was no result. What was going on and what went wrong.

Why can't she find out.

Xuanyuan Zimo frowned and said in a low voice, "Yan'er, don't cry. Just wait a minute. Don't touch me. It's too cold."

During the speech, there was ice on the eyebrows, the face was as white as snow, and there was no warm place all over the body.

Gu Qingyan was so anxious that he was at a loss. His tears fell, "ink"

He took out several jade bottles from his body, but there was no medicine that could drive away the cold for him. He regretted practicing these poisons for the first time.

Xuanyuan Zimo seemed to want to say something. His eyes revealed his love. His fingers moved and wanted to take her into his arms to comfort her, but he was unwilling in the end.

Gu Qinyan reached for the Jade Flute, but it was empty. He suddenly remembered that the jade flute had been dropped by himself. He caught a glimpse of a tree planted not far away, ran to pick off a green leaf, and immediately returned to Xuanyuan Zimo, who was losing consciousness.

The leaves pressed against his lips, Gu Qingyan closed his eyes slightly, and his other hand tightly held Xuanyuan's ink.

The melodious sound reached the air, but after a while, hundreds of eagles flew into the air.

"Please." Gu Qingyan looked up at them with gratitude in his eyes.

After circling in the air, the eagle slowly fell down. Then they fell all over Xuanyuan Zimo in an orderly manner. Finally, it seemed as if Xuanyuan Zimo was on his back and slowly flew to the remnant King's house.

Gu Qingyan wiped his tears and quickly followed.

When he arrived at the palace of the disabled king, the eagle put Xuanyuan Zimo, who was in a coma, in the ink Pavilion and left immediately.

Gu Qingyan hurried forward to cover him with bedding and light a fire. Even so, the ice and snow between Xuanyuan Zimo's eyebrows still didn't melt.

Gu Qingyan felt his pulse from time to time, took off his coat and lay on the bed together. He held him in his hands and snuggled up to his chest. However, after a while, his face was white with cold and his lips were purple.

I don't know how long later, the thin ice on Xuanyuan Zimo slowly melted and his face slowly returned to ruddy.

Gu Qingyan's body hasn't recovered yet. He is exhausted after using his power. He can't hold on at last. He is completely unconscious and comatose.

When Gu Qingyan woke up again, it was midnight. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Xuanyuan Zimo sitting at the table. He didn't know what to think. The dim candle light danced from time to time, making his shadow on the wall constantly swaying.

Gu Qingyan sat up on the bed. His head hurt. He frowned subconsciously. His voice was hoarse, "ink."

Hearing the sound, xuanyuanzi Mo Lian hurriedly got up and came to the bed. He touched Gu Qingyan's forehead. He was relieved. Fortunately, it was not hot. "Yan'er, are you hungry? I asked someone to bring the food."

When he woke up in the afternoon, he saw an abnormal blush on Yan'er's face and guessed what she had done. He was distressed and moved.

"I'm not hungry," Gu Qingyan shook his head. "How are you feeling?"

Xuanyuan Zimo held her hand, "I'm fine."

"Are you hiding something from me? What were you thinking just now?" every time she made a move, his eyes would immediately turn to himself, and just after she made a noise, he noticed her. It was obvious that there was something in his heart.

Xuanyuan Zimo shook his head with a smile. "Yan'er, don't think about it. It's nothing. Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

"Don't try to change the subject," Gu Qingyan pulled down his face and looked serious. "Do you know why you suddenly become like that?"

Xuanyuan Zimo smiled bitterly in his heart. In the end, he still couldn't hide it from Yan Er. "It's just a small problem. It'll be fine."

"Then tell me what's wrong." Gu Qingyan was not fooled by him.

Xuanyuan Zimo helped Gu Qingyan lie down and tucked in the quilt corner, "Yan Er sleepy, sleep a little longer."

"I won't sleep until you tell me." Gu Qingyan held his hand and stared at him with burning eyes.

Xuanyuan Zimo sighed, "Yan'er, believe me, I'll be fine."

Gu Qinyan reached out and grabbed his wrist. His four fingers were on his wrist. His pulse was stable. It was a healthy pulse. It was clear that not long ago, his pulse was very weak. Why is it like nothing now.

Why can't she find out.

"Yan'er," perhaps knowing that she couldn't give anything, Xuanyuan Zimo looked calm, "go to bed obediently, huh? It'll be fine tomorrow."

Gu Qingyan stared at him, "how can I sleep like you."

Suddenly, he suddenly sat up and said, "did those two toxins attack in his body?"

I didn't know what those two toxins were before I felt his pulse.

"Yan'er." Xuanyuan Zimo was helpless. His family Yan'er was so smart that he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyan knew he was right. Mei Dai frowned, "how many times have you been poisoned before this?"

Xuanyuanzi Mo just wanted to say that today was the first time. He heard Gu Qingyan's voice sink, "you can't lie to me."

"The third time," said Xuanyuan Zimo, afraid of Gu Qingyan, and continued, "it only lasts a quarter of an hour each time."

"You lied. This time half an hour passed and you didn't recover." Gu Qingyan looked up and didn't let the tears in his eyes fall.

Xuanyuan Zimo suddenly didn't know what to say. He just silently held Gu Qingyan. He didn't want Yan'er to know. He was afraid that she was worried about herself.

Moreover, he can feel that life is losing. He hopes to accompany Yan'er well before he leaves. He hopes that when Yan'er thinks of himself in the future, the corners of his mouth will rise.

He once told Baifeng about it, but Baifeng had never seen this toxin and had no solution. Baifeng hesitated for a long time before saying it.

If it wasn't a last resort, how could he be willing to leave his home, Yan'er.

"You'll be fine." Gu Qingyan closed his eyes slightly and tears crossed his cheeks. I don't know whether to comfort himself or to say that Xuanyuan Zimo heard it.

Xuanyuan Zimo patted her back, "I have to accompany Yan'er to grow old."

"The time of each poisonous hair will be longer, won't it?" Gu Qingyan gently pushed him away and looked at him with tearful eyes.

Xuanyuan Zimo was distressed and wiped away her tears. "Yan'er, don't cry." looking at Yan'er crying, his heart seemed to be pierced by a needle.

How could he be willing to make his girl cry.

Gu Qingyan reluctantly endured tears and looked at him stubbornly, "isn't it?"

"Yes." Xuanyuan Zimo was helpless. Knowing her stubbornness and stubbornness, he had to nod.

"Every time the poisonous hair freezes?"