Chapter 1344 Contaminated (19)

After all, she didn't want to see him always looking down.

A man of this size should...

Would you like to fly a kite?

She turned around and looked up at the sky again, thoughtfully.

But in the end, A Li still failed to fly a kite.

Because Yin Ci suddenly developed a high fever.

Without warning, I had a severe high fever, which lasted from afternoon to night.

The Lord Palace Mistress didn't do anything else, but stayed in the palace alone in his clothes and took care of him.

A Li wanted to go in, but the maid at the door stopped him.

Silently shook his head at him and made gestures.

A Li held the kite he had finally made in his hand, pursed his lips, and stood where he was.

Because of being anxious, the hand that was cut by the knife slowly hid behind his back.

Hidden together is his simple kite.

Made of paper paste, the technique looks very clumsy, but his intentions can be seen.

He stood outside the palace, standing silently.

Standing from afternoon to night, watching the lights of the palace come on, it was quiet inside, and I didn't know what I was doing.

His thin figure stood there, his fingertips clenched and exerted a little force.

He broke the kite and pierced his palm with a bamboo stick, but he didn't seem to notice.

Standing there alone, bowed his head in silence.

Finally, he turned and walked slowly.

Gripping the broken kite, his back disappeared into the darkness.

Step by step, no more sound.

In the palace, the Lord Mistress in a blue dress sat by the bed, his brows furrowed.

While wiping the sweat from the man on the bed, he felt his pulse.

Because the acupoints on his body were all sealed, the blood flow was blocked, and the previous dark charm medicine was too fierce, so he already suffered serious stab wounds.

It can be said that his current body is weaker than the woman who just gave birth, and the wound heals extremely slowly.

This goes on...

I'm afraid it will hurt the root.

The Mistress of the Palace looked at him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead again.

His body was boiling hot, and his pale face was also dyed a rich red, which was astonishingly hot.

Probably because it was too hot, his exhalation was heavy and deep.

The hands on both sides moved unconsciously, and the lips were slightly opened, licking non-stop.

Like a fish dying of thirst in the desert, its body is dying.

Yun Si pursed her lips, walked over, and brought clear water over.

As usual, give him water.

He drank a little anxiously, even choked and coughed lowly.

Yun Si lifted the quilt from him and unbuttoned his clothes.

Take a small fan, fan him gently, and put a cold hand on his forehead.

Physics helps him cool down, try to help him cool down.

His chest was heaving and full of sweat.

Cheeks are flushed, lips are soft, and the cinnabar at the end of the eyes is even more astonishingly red.

presents an astonishing beauty of brokenness and fragility, which is more and more seductive.

Beautiful enough to make one want to do something to him.

Finally, Yun Si took out the antidote given by An Mei.

Give it to him and wipe his sweat.

Seeing that he was hot all over, uncomfortable but suppressed and silent all the time, she sighed, touching his face pityingly while talking to herself.

"Torturing you like this, after you wake up, you will definitely kill me..."

"Tsk, should I find a place to dig a grave now and wait for you to come?"

(end of this chapter)