Lin Zhixuan was originally frowning tightly because of the pain, but now that he has lightened his movements, Lin Zhixuan's brows have wrinkled even tighter, this crispy, itchy feeling is more unbearable than pain.

Although Lin Zhixuan is not a teenage girl anymore, she has always adhered to the etiquette of giving and receiving kisses between men and women, except for Xie Wendong, who made her disdainful in her previous life, Lin Zhixuan has never had any intimate contact with other men.

He grabbed her ankle like that, feeling the heat coming from his palm, Lin Zhixuan felt that her skin was as if it had been burned, which was very unbearable. Her heart was beating inexplicably fast, and it didn't seem to have beaten so fast even in the earthquake.

She wanted to struggle and refuse his kindness, but she couldn't break free in terms of strength, and the reason was blocked by his sentence "sister-in-law and uncle's help".

She wanted to treat him like an ordinary doctor, but looking at his handsome face, sitting so close to her, and he didn't know why he still seemed to be spotless in such a gray environment.

He was such a clean and noble man sitting in front of himself in sloppy clothes, still holding his miserable feet, and was so careful to drug himself.

Lin Zhixuan's hand grasped the arm of the chair nervously, as if all the senses of his body were on that foot, as if he was kneading it was not his own numb foot, but his own restless heart.

Wei Mingxu glanced at Lin Zhixuan and saw the painful look on her face.

Does it still hurt? Isn't she light enough? What a squeamish little girl.

"Are you the young lady of the Wang family?" Wei Mingxu tried to talk to her, dividing her heart. Let her not just stare at the pain in her foot.

Lin Zhixuan instantly understood what he meant, and replied: "My mother is the fourth aunt wife of the fourth room of the Wang family. ”

"What's your last name?" Wei Mingxu replied calmly when he saw her.

"The surname is Lin. Lin Zhixuan responded and talked to him. I didn't have to put too much thought into it, but I was able to forget about the pain and itching on my feet for a while.

"Lin?" Wei Mingxu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Ling Zun ......"

Lin Zhixuan continued: "My father is the prefect of Jeju, does the prince know if my father was injured in this earthquake?"

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Wei Mingxu glanced up at Lin Zhixuan in surprise.

Could it be that Shandong was also affected by this earthquake?

It's only been a day, and he hasn't received news here, how can this little girl know?

It's just that she guessed, was she too worried?

Wei Mingxu shook his head slightly.

He didn't know. But now he might want to know.

If Shandong was affected by the earthquake, what about Beijing?

Lin Zhixuan looked at Wei Mingxu and shook his head, it turned out that he didn't know either. Then she can only go back to inquire about the news, the world is ever-changing, she let the impossible happen, and the people she thought would not die died. More and more things are fraught with uncertainty.

Wei Mingxu wrapped his feet around Lin Zhixuan with a bandage. It's just that it can't be taken lightly here, and the sudden pain brought Lin Zhixuan back to her senses.

"Bear with me. Wei Mingxu didn't look up.

Lin Zhixuan turned his face away and didn't look, nor did he speak, but he felt that his big calloused hand was tightly gripping his almost numb foot, and the bandage of his other hand was wrapped quickly.

Lin Zhixuan occasionally struggled because of the pain, but his hand did not move. Rare focus, seriousness.

Even if he was in a satin robe, he didn't look strong. He's long and well-proportioned, no matter what. Lin Zhixuan didn't believe that there would be anything wrong with his body.

But such a person will die in two months at most.

Emergency, sudden death?

Lin Zhixuan's heart was suddenly very confused, Wei Mingxu had already wrapped up the wounds on her feet. Packed up my things.

"Do you want me to send someone to send you back?" Wei Mingxu lowered his head and asked Lin Zhixuan, who was in a daze.

Lin Zhixuan hurriedly said: "Thank you for your kindness, don't bother the prince." ”

Wei Mingxu didn't force it, only took two steps back, and put his medicine box back on the original mahogany table, which means that Lin Zhixuan can go.

was interrupted by him like this, Lin Zhixuan had forgotten her intention.

He motioned for himself to leave, and Lin Zhixuan also stood up with interest and put on her fat boots and left.

However, he didn't look like a sick man at all.

Or an earthquake, did he die in an earthquake in his previous life?

Lin Zhixuan couldn't help but pause, and turned her head to look at Wei Mingxu, who had returned to the table to look through the official documents: "Lord Wang...... Does the prince want to stay in Jinling?"

Wei Mingxu raised his eyebrows slightly and lowered his head.

"Jinling aftershocks continue, and the prince's daughter's body is better to return to Beijing as soon as possible. ”

Wei Mingxu was noncommittal, but looking at Lin Zhixuan's worried expression, he finally bowed his head slightly for the little girl's kindness.

Lin Zhixuan was still very worried in his heart, he obviously didn't take it to heart.

Lin Zhixuan looked at Wei Mingxu, who had already turned around and continued to flip through the official documents, and suddenly her mind sank.

No!

No!

Dying in an earthquake is not an unspeakable reason, and if it was really an earthquake, it could have been made public, so why find out why you should find out why you died.

"Lord Wang," Lin Zhixuan couldn't help but call Wei Mingxu again, or he died of the plague......

No! and unlikely.

Even if the plague came, Wei Mingxu's physique should be the last person to be infected with the plague.

Lin Zhixuan didn't believe that he would take the lead in a prince and go to the disaster area to see the people in person, he was just strategizing.

Besides, the plague is not something that cannot be unspoken, it can be announced to the world, and it can be said directly, why, why find such a reason as death?

"Lord Wang......" Lin Zhixuan called Wei Mingxu again, she still couldn't figure out why he died two months later.

She wanted to remind him of something, but her mind was so confused that she couldn't think of what to remind him for a while, so should she let her open her mouth and say to him now: You may die in two months?

Wei Mingxu will definitely treat her as a madman.

A thousand words rolled on the tip of Lin Zhixuan's tongue twice, and after all, there was only one sentence: "Lord Wang, cherish it." ”

Wei Mingxu didn't pay attention to it, and only let Lin Zhixuan leave silently.

Lin Zhixuan limped back to the tent quickly, and saw Qiu Ju hurriedly coming up.

Qiu Ju looked anxious, and while helping Lin Zhixuan to walk to the toilet, she said, "Why did the girl come back? The carriage came outside, and the uncle Qi of the fourth room was also registering, and he wanted to send the ones that were close, and the ladies and ladies who were flat on the road went back to their homes first, and those ladies who were noble and inconvenient to travel far away also followed the relatives of the Wang family first, and Fu Ling went to the homes of the relatives to stop the spirit, and temporarily evacuated the people of Jinling. Our carriage has been arranged. ”

Lin Zhixuan was stunned for a moment when she heard Qiu Ju's words, and then the corners of her lips were hooked up with a wry smile, it turned out that what he thought of, he had already thought of it himself, and it turned out that before he went to the camp to find him, what he was telling was this matter.

No wonder, no wonder he had that look on his face after listening to himself. (To be continued.) )