Chapter 81: Fever

In his sleep, Qian Rujun had a long, long dream. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info She dances constantly, her body is like a string doll, being manipulated by others, and she is not free. She cried and begged God to spare her.

She doesn't know who God is in her mouth, anyway, whoever can bless her, she worships whomever she wants.

However, she is a poor little girl abandoned by the gods, and no one comes to save her. She muttered in her heart, who told her to change the cultivation primer. This really made her miserable.

She has never done less to pit herself, but it is not as miserable as this time.

She swore that she would never open the book "Xuanwu Feihua" again. ”

At this point, she didn't realize that she had been in a dream. Because in her dreams, she doesn't feel the pain of her body being out of nowhere.

Detached from the spring, there was no place to ease her soreness. She regretted it and regretted it, but if there was a regret pill to take in the world, there would not be so many stories to develop.

After all, a good dream will always wake up, and at that moment, Qian Rujun wanted to faint in pain, but her nerves were too strong. I can't do a lot of tricks that girls have made.

If you can't pass out, just open your eyes!

She remembers soaking in the pool of spring water before she went to sleep, but she could feel that there was no water around her at all.

She suddenly wondered how long she had been asleep? How long did it take for her clothes to dry naturally? Or had someone helped her change her clothes? Qian Rujun suddenly felt a chill, what if someone took away her e-paper book?

At this moment, Qian Rujun desperately wanted to open his eyes and wake up.

However, she found that she was instructed not to move her eyes, and her whole body could not move except for her fingertips. And the feedback given to her by the whole body is soreness and numbness, and she feels so hot?

Qian Rujun, who had never been sick since she crossed over, found that she was unbelievably sick?

No, the e-paper book must have left her body, and she was going to get the e-paper book back. Qian Rujun's heart was filled with fear at the moment. She didn't dare to imagine that after crossing over, without e-paper books, she would have to live such a painful life, and she didn't even think about the well-off days in the future. She was eager to know if the peony ornament on her head was still there.

But her body seemed to be locked in a cage, and her whole body was immobilized.

Qian Rujun struggled, but lost the ability to command his body. Forget it, it's important to wake up first. Qian Rujun was shrouded in fear. Even the eyelids are quite heavy.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to be sleeping, could it be that she was pressed into bed by a ghost?

She heard that the ghost press bed would be fine as long as she opened her eyes, so she tried harder to open them. After a long time, she realized that her voice could still come out...... "hea, aa", although she couldn't express what she wanted to say, at least to convey the news of her waking up to the people nearby......

However, whether there was someone around her, an enemy, a friend, or a stranger, could not open her eyes, and she could not judge.

The smell of new wood was waking from the room, and it was clear that this was not going to be her room. And the quilt she covered had the touch of silk, and Qian Rujun found that her skin seemed to feel much better, and she could even tell this.

She heard movement in the room, someone approaching, and the footsteps were soft, but she heard it so clearly, it was hell...... Is this a special feature?

"Are you awake, what do you think?" said a nice male voice. Qian Rujun suddenly felt a little shy, and even the soreness in her whole body seemed to recede like a tide, making her unconsciously open her eyes and look directly at the young man in front of her.

It was dark, there were candles lit on the table, and the boy seemed to be reading a book in front of the candle flame. Fighting at night, the boy seems to be very diligent.

She really wanted to answer the boy, she was fine, and she couldn't speak now. But when he opened his mouth, there was only a "hum haha" sound coming out. Now, she doesn't seem to be able to control her vocal cords.

"If you can't speak, don't say it. Why don't you seem to be able to move except your eyes, your body can't move, what's going on?"

The young man sat beside her bed, the quilt was tight, in the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the weather was already cold, and Qian Rujun's body was obviously still feverish.

The boy is Bo Qing. He would take care of her personally, making her feel touched and guilty, and a sense of guilt. Even if it is acting, Bo Qing's acting skills are too good.

Then she thought about the problem with her clothes, and she had already found that her clothes had been changed. Her face flushed. Her soul was a shy twenty-nine-year-old woman, not yet fully transformed into a seven-year-old girl.

She really wanted to ask, why wasn't it the Crimson who took care of her? And where was this?

Unfortunately, her throat still doesn't listen to her. She found that after rising from the spring, her body had recovered somewhat, but the various pains became more prominent after the loss of the spring water. If possible, she now wanted to enter the space right away and soak in the spring water. Never fall asleep until you recover.

The thing that makes her strange is that she is dancing, can her throat also move? How is it possible?

"Maybe you got typhoid fever because of wearing wet clothes and blowing the wind. Now the fever is very serious, and it may be because of this reason that your throat will be dumb and you can't make a sound. I've already asked the doctor to come over, but the doctor should be there tomorrow. It's too far away from Chang'an City. You should bear with it tonight, you must endure it, and when you see the doctor tomorrow, it will be much better. ”

Maybe Qian Rujun's eyes were too smart, and the young man Bo Qing quickly understood her doubts.

Qian Rujun looked at him in a daze, unable to say anything. Qian Rujun wanted to ask Bo Qing, who changed this clothes, and where is this?

Bo Qing found that Qian Rujun's eyes were very beautiful. Her eyes were calm, but full of wisdom. may have seen too many innocent girls' eyes, or the eyes of girls full of desire, but it made him feel that Qian Rujun's eyes were very special. Because this kind of gaze will not disappear as the years pass, but will become deeper and more beautiful. It's as appealing as wine.

As if he had a heart, Bo Qing answered Qian Rujun's question:

"I asked Crimson to change your clothes. I just ordered a few clothes for you from Chang'an, and you can see if it fits. It's not suitable for me to help you change again. This is the newly built building, which I haven't lived in yet. You're the first to move in. Okay, I'll let Crimson come over and feed you some medicine, the medicine is bitter, you can bear with it. After speaking, Bo Qing went outside and called Crimson in.