In the Yin cemetery, Zhou Yanqing fell into a coma, and then a serious illness came menacingly.

She slept in a coma for three days and three nights, her temperature fluctuating between high and low, and from time to time she made a few dreamy sounds, even in her sleep she was coughing fiercely.

She was tired, physically heavy, and mentally tired.

In a trance, it seemed that she heard Imperial Doctor Liu entering and leaving the palace to check her pulse, and Huaixuan was taking care of her undressed.

Because she was sweating a lot, the dragon robe she wore that day had already wrinkled.

Lin Wenzhou and Yin Shao once proposed to change Zhou Yanqing's fresh and clean clothes, but they were stopped by Huaixuan violently.

Emperor Yongyin usually takes care of her own clothes, she doesn't like to be served, she doesn't like others to get close to her, even if she is a confidant.

Even her cousin Zhou Huaixuan didn't dare to take the risk of committing a crime against the wind.

The main thing is that there is a lesson from the past.

There was once an imperial monarch in the palace, and this imperial monarch was similar to the imperial concubine of the ancient harem.

After the void, the emperor is in charge of the deep palace, that person has been favored, and he has also been in the harem, Emperor Yongyin was really indulgent to the other party back then, until one time the other party touched the reverse scales of Emperor Yongyin and ripped off Emperor Yongyin's belt......

Since then, the emperor who favored the six palaces fell out of favor, and was even beaten into the cold palace, and since then he has been silent, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive now.

And because of this experience, during the three days that Zhou Yanqing was in a coma, everyone anxiously looked forward to her waking up, but they didn't dare to touch her body, but instead kept the secret of their daughter's body by mistake.

Early in the morning.

The spring rain was dripping, and the sound of the rain was a little noisy.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Before Zhou Yanqing opened his eyes, he first had a series of turbulent dry coughs.

She coughed heartbreakingly, and had a bad premonition in her heart, so she turned over weakly and lay on the edge of the bed, bowing her head and vomiting a large mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Touching her hot forehead in a daze, she looked at the mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground and wiped the corners of her lips.

The trachea was whining, like a leaky bellows, and she guessed that she was probably mycoplasma pneumonia?

She had this disease in her previous life, and when she vomited blood at first, she was frightened and thought it was lung cancer, but later she found out that it was just pneumonia, and the problem was not big.

But the body of this weak chicken is really too weak.

She thought to herself, "Press it." ”

Some similar dialogue.

She looked up lazily and heartlessly, and saw that the man had a cold and indifferent tone, he was sleeping on the other end of the dragon bed, and his sideburns were a little scattered at the moment.

The thin and cool eyes are still like the Nine Heavens True God, full of ethereal dust that does not know the fireworks in the world.

It's Jiang Jianchen.

She took the water cup handed by Jiang Jianchen, thinking that the other party was arrogant and cold, and at first glance it seemed that she had no feelings, but it turned out that she would also care about and considerate people.

Her mouth was full of bloody gas because of the mouthful of bloody phlegm before, but her face was pale, and she was even whiter than usual.

Jiang Jianchen glanced at her, then rubbed his eyes, he didn't seem to have slept well.

For three days in a row, Emperor Yongyin himself was seriously ill and in a coma and couldn't lift the brand, the county lord of Huaixuan asked Lin Wenzhou, and learned that in addition to Liang Wenxi, only Jiang Jianchen had slept for Zhou Yanqing recently.

So the little county lord domineeringly grabbed Jiang Jianchen and asked Jiang Jianchen to stay in Zichen Palace every night. In order to ensure that Zhou Yanqing, who has a special physique, can absorb yang and live, so as not to be seriously ill, and it will be worse because of the break.

"Xiangxiang vomited blood, is Xiangxiang going to die?"

A cloud of white light jumped up and down, and he turned into a human form, clutching a ghostly fire in his hand, and his eyes were full of panic.

Ghost Fire Yin Huai Li: "......"