Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Young words raised their hands.

The forehead was boiling hot, as if to burn hands.

Jun Ling is a martial arts practitioner and has a strong body.

Even in those days, when he pretended to be disabled, he seldom had life.

At present, this hot feeling is that even the youth, some strange.

It's just a fever. There are so many people around him and so many doctors in Yaowang valley. She doesn't need her help.

"Come on, come in!" he said

She knew that Junling was here, and the shadow guard in the dark would not be too far away.

"I have seen the queen." Yingfeng kneels down outside the house.

This is the title.

Young words very depressed frown, "I am not your empress."

Shadow wind Leng for a moment, always is the elm head of him, at this moment is a rare reaction to come over.

The emperor has told them that they are idle and will obey the empress's words.

They just listen to what the lady says.

Shadow wind is in a favorable situation to reply, "met doctor Qin."

It was a quick change.

The young man's mouth slightly twitched for a moment, and he probably knew that it was the man in front of him.

At the moment, she was tough to move her eyes, said to the door, "find a doctor, your emperor is ill."

Clearly she was one of the best doctors, but she didn't want to move the hand.

However, the shadow wind outside the house is used to it, generally calm, "dare to ask doctor Qin, but the emperor is in fever?"

"Well." The young man replied, but he didn't care how the people at the door knew.

However, Yingfeng put a small medicine bottle at the door, and then to the inner humanity, "my subordinates put the medicine outside the door. Please ask doctor Qin to let the emperor take it. This medicine is enough. There's no need to get a doctor. "

In the past three years, Junling's body is about the sequela left in Fengge.

From time to time, there will be high fever and chills.

This is because he has been practising martial arts for many years, and his body has a thick foundation, and he only has these small defects.

If you change people, I'm afraid it's a small life.

After the shadow wind throws the medicine bottle at the door, he really doesn't care.

He bowed and left.

The young man called twice, but no one came in.

Helpless, had to open the door to the small porcelain bottle to pick up.

These shadow guards are not always elm headed. They are more important to Jun Ling's health than his own life.

Why is it so abnormal today?

Half of the medicine in this small porcelain bottle has been taken.

The wear of the bottle mouth is enough to show that it has been used for a long time.

The young man looked at the man still lying on his bed.

Frown slightly, some unhappy.

For a moment.

Jun Ling, who has a high fever, is much quieter.

Lying there motionless, even breathing very smoothly.

And that has been holding their own Jun Ling, as if not the same person.

Young CI struggled in the bottom of my heart for a while, and finally chose to pour a cup of white water. The action was a little violent and put the pill into Junling's mouth.

This is a common antipyretic pill.

There's nothing to study.

It's just that she doesn't understand why he has such frequent high fever.

The young man's attention was subconsciously attracted by this man.

By the time she reacted, she had been staring at him for a long time.

No longer forced their eyes to look away.

But clearly feel that their own heart, seems to be in the faint thro