Laugh and choose to sit quietly.
Had a narrow squeak just now. I’m afraid it’s even more difficult to recover it.
It’s better to keep silent at this time.
Jingyun saw that Jing Yao had nothing to say to please and smiled at himself, leaving his head and closing his eyes wearily.
Chapter 25 Confrontation 1
Sitting by the bed for a long time, I saw Jing Yun’s breathing gradually calm, thinking that he had gone to sleep and got up with a sigh.
Walking slowly along the ladder outside the temple, his mind flew to the outside of the cloud nine, and he was worried about Jing Yun’s poisoning. Although Jing Yun said that he would definitely wait for his two guards to get an antidote, he always felt strange.
That day, Yun Er, who let him give his life to save people, was missing. Yun Er actually reacted that cool thin was another reason.
JingYao more think more disorderly at that time not clear tossed, walked in the direction of the imperial house.
Pray for the country to come to the backlog of state affairs, which should be arranged early
I don’t know what kind of blood will be caused by the arrival, and I feel a little uneasy in my heart, as if something he doesn’t want to happen
Well, when we get to the bridge, we’ll talk about it. Yun’s unresolved body poison is also a great worry to him. After all, he can’t let go of this heart and pulls it uncontrollably.
Emperor, where are you going?
Medicine father-in-law looked puzzled at him wondering that he shouldn’t be called Yun Wang Ye without seven emperors at the moment.
Yun ‘er is asleep, so I’ll go to the State Department and spend more time with him.
An emperor can’t help thinking about people too much, and it’s really a disaster, but he’s happy.
Medicine father-in-law wiped the bitter tears and dutifully stood by Jing Yao’s side to wait on him and follow him away.
Jing Yao put out the candle when he left, leaving a few residual candles burning, jumping and swaying in the quiet air.
The faint light hit Jing Yun’s pale face, and his forehead was slightly covered with thin sweat. It seemed that he was in pain, and he bit his lip tightly until the pain passed, leaving a deep impression, which made him look more and more pale.
He just showed off his bravado, and now he is suffering from poison erosion alone, but he is afraid that his pronunciation will disturb everyone.
I’m not sure if I can last a month. This will make them feel better and taste it.
The pain gradually subsided. Jing Yun hissed slightly, closed his eyes and slept, waiting for a wave of pain to come.
The pain tormented him repeatedly, and he became weak. In just a few days, he was so emaciated that his cheeks were so deep that Jing Yao felt distressed but could not keep on supplementing him.
Jing Yun ate nothing, vomited as much as he could, and finally vomited blood.
Cure too much to face Jing Yao’s anger and dare not plead silently.
The empress dowager was quiet at this moment and didn’t come to Jing Yun’s bad luck, so that the palace was filled with a sense of oppression before the storm and felt that the storm horse was coming.
In the middle of the night, Jing Yun survived the drug effect period and fell asleep. He went to Jing Yao’s temporary departure place to pray for the visit of the country. There were scattered imperial palace lights in Yunxiao Hall.
The atmosphere of Chinese New Year faded when Jing Yun was injured. There was no celebration in the grand palace, and the atmosphere was dull.
The door of the temple creaked suddenly, and a pair of embroidered golden boots slowly stepped into the thick carpet, and the noise disappeared. The carpet was laid by Jing Yao for fear that Jing Yun might accidentally fall like a second time.
People walk in and then close the door gently, which doesn’t disturb people to approach Jingyun lightly.
He looks pale, but he has lost so much weight in a few days, which shows how much he has suffered from his poison.
My heart is slightly sick and bitter, and my heart and throat are full of sweetness.
He did this to him.
Touching his cheek was so cold and pale that even the blood vessels were clearly visible.
Dry lips, if it weren’t for the warm smell of the nose, tell him that he is still alive, he must be dead.
What will happen to him if he dies?
Whether to live or die, or to choose the grave, maybe he has no qualification, even the qualification to watch him accompany him.
Laugh cynically at one’s inability to cope with one’s feelings.
Since I love him, what hurts him?
Is innocence that important?
He can’t tell the difference, so he insists on breaking into the palace at night regardless of the obstruction.
Just because I’m worried about him
Hand from JingYun cold face to line to slightly pull his skirt chest ferocious wound let his hand quiver like a treasure gently scrub.
Because he’s scarred again. Damn him.
The white bandage on his chest faintly oozed blood, which made his heart ache violently.
He was injured again before his back burn healed.