"Hmm......" Ling Zi moved his body, but it was stiff and not like his own, and his throat was very dry, so he stretched out his hand and inadvertently touched the warm object. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In a blink of an eye, it turned out to be Jun Mochen, he was probably too tired, lying on the head of the bed and falling asleep, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to touch his face who was looking for trouble and rarely softened, but stopped in mid-air.

Secretly scolded herself, what is she doing! I couldn't help but want to touch him, and I was annoyed.

Ling Ziran struggled to prop up his body and wanted to pour a glass of water to drink, but he woke him up, "Wake up, how is it, are you better?" I don't know if it's because he just woke up, his voice is deeper and more magnetic than usual, a little more hoarse, but this does not affect his handsomeness, but adds a bit of wildness.

Thinking of the uncontrollable action just now, and seeing that he cared so much about himself, his face suddenly burned, Jun Mochen and her fever had not subsided, and she hurriedly put her hand on her forehead, and her tone was difficult to hide her anxiety.

"Why hasn't the fever gone away, how is it, is it uncomfortable?"

Ling Ziran took his hand away, lowered his eyes and shook his head gently, "No, I'm already fine because of the heat." Her tone was sullen, as if she was suppressing something.

Jun Mochen raised her delicate chin, with a question in her eyes, "What's wrong, huh?" ”

"Nope."

Seeing that she didn't want to speak, he could only sigh and hug her into his arms......

Ling Ziran was obviously flustered, her ears were close to his chest, and he could clearly hear his powerful heartbeat, his head exploded all of a sudden, blank, and he wanted to push him away with a reflex, but when he just stretched out his hand, Jun Mochen had already let go of her.

"Wait for me here, I'll go get the medicine." Jun Mochen gently hugged her and put her on the bed, covered her with a futon, and whispered.

Unconsciously, his self-proclaimed name for Ling Ziran has changed, and he is no longer the strong and dedicated 'I', but the most ordinary 'me'.

She didn't say anything, covered her eyes, didn't know what she was thinking, and when Jun Mochen stepped out of the door, she slowly spoke: "Actually, you don't need to be like this, there's no need." ”

His body stiffened, and his lips hooked lightly, but it was cold, "Don't think about it, I just don't want you to die in the palace, it's dirty!" ”

As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned, Ling Ziran laughed self-deprecatingly, sure enough, she was narcissistic, and she was 'desperate' to protect his safety, but in exchange for this, too, he was the emperor on top, even if he didn't need her protection, there were people to protect him.

She replied: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, even if the concubine dies, she won't die in the palace, I'm afraid of getting dirty!" ”

A strange light flashed in Jun Mochen's eyes, making it difficult to see clearly, he didn't say anything more, and strode out the door.

The relationship that was finally repaired ended ended up breaking down like this, and the two were like fighting a never-ending hard battle without gunsmoke.

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Ling Ziran did not wait for Jun Mochen in the dormitory, but changed his clothes and went to the imperial garden for a walk, lying in bed for several days, the whole person became lazy, and if he didn't come out to move, he was really going to become a rice worm!

After taking a few breaths of fresh air, I felt that every cell in my body was 'alive', and when I opened my eyes, I suddenly heard a long and slightly emotional tune in my ears.

Under the maple tree, he was wearing a white and flawless crescent white robe, a waist-length black hair rose with the wind, the fiery red maple leaves fell off the branches and fell on the strings, a pair of slender hands gently plucked the strings, and the beautiful music jumped out of his fingertips, and the maple leaves also floated in the air because of the vibration of the strings, and finally fell to the ground.

Ling Ziran stood in place, did not step forward, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her face was red with shyness, her heart was beating suddenly, and the sudden throbbing caught her off guard.