No wonder Diczen was so quiet in the afternoon, it turned out that he was sick.

And no wonder. With a body like hers, it is not easy to find it all the way, and it is not easy to persist until now.

It was probably at this point that people relaxed, they were no longer so nervous, and the sickness suddenly appeared.

Is she sick?

No wonder I always felt weak and confused. I originally wanted to lie down and rest, but I didn't expect to sleep until now.

When Van Kong's palm landed on her forehead and felt the temperature of his palm, Ditzen felt even more dizzy.

Well...... It's good to be sick......

Looking up at a little red face, Dizen looked at Fankong, smiled, and said, "Master, I'm fine." ”

"Rest. Fankong looked away from her misty dark eyes and said, "I'll go and make you some porridge to drink." ”

With that, Van Kong turned around and left.

Diczen was not reluctant, lying on the bed and watching Van Kong leave.

Although he is reluctant to work hard, it is not bad to be able to eat the porridge he boiled with his own hands.

Di Czen pursed his lips and smiled, his palm falling on the place that Fankong had touched just now, reminiscing about the moment of tenderness he left.

She knew that looking at the hard-hearted Fankong, who didn't know how warm and cold, actually had such a gentle and heart-warming time.

Thinking about it, Ditzen felt sleepy again, and his body was uncomfortably hot.

Without thinking too much, she casually took off her clothes, turned over and fell asleep again.

In a daze, it seemed as if someone had come to her.

The man said something to her, but Ditzen could not hear it clearly, and did not know who it was.

Only that this man is a man. And his voice was so clear and pleasant, as if a clear stream was flowing gently.

Diczen wanted to speak to the man, hoping that he would come closer so that she could hear what he was saying.

But her consciousness was so vague that she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth several times, so she could only lean towards the voice.

She was indeed tired.

She has never left the capital, but she actually left alone and wandered outside for so long.

Along the way, she persevered with the perseverance to see Fankong, but she couldn't suppress her longing for her relatives.

Queen mother...... Brother Royal...... and his father, who has passed away......

She misses them all......

"Queen Mother's ......"

As he approached the man, Ditzen was finally able to make a voice and unconsciously whispered, "Brother Huang...... Father......

"I miss you so much......"

When Ditzen hugged him and burrowed into his arms again, Van Kong's body stiffened.

He frowned, after all, he had never been so close to a mortal.

Van Kong wanted to push Di Cen away from his sleep, but she hugged him tighter, as if a stray child had finally found his way home, so helpless, weak, and distressing.

All right.

Let it be bestowed, and it should be cared for by mortals, and it is nothing to give her a little comfort.

Thinking of this, Van Kong paused, and the hand that was about to push her away instead landed on Ditzen's back, patting it gently, signaling that she could rest assured.

Sure enough, Di Cen gradually quieted down, and the strength of his grip on Van Kong was also released.

"Master......" Before falling into a deep sleep, Ditzen whispered, "Don't leave me......"

Van Kong patted her hand lightly and paused, then continued.

It wasn't until Diczen had fallen asleep completely that Van Kong gently put her down.

Before leaving, he placed his palm on her forehead and said a few more words.

Although it was inevitable for mortals to experience illness, he could not bear to see her suffer any more.

At least for the time being, the suffering of the flesh is avoided.

And he, sooner or later, will have to leave her.