"Weichen Wang Li participated in Zhaorong Master. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The envoy of the courtyard politely saluted, followed by a medicine boy, carrying a mahogany box.

"Your Excellency, please get up." Lin Luo said weakly, and looked at the Wang Li, who was not very old, and he was in his early thirties, but he looked kind. There are some fine lines on the forehead, and there is a medicinal fragrance on the body. Look at it like this, I'm afraid it's not a person who is good at intrigue. Lin Luo pursed his lips with satisfaction, and his vision was reassuring.

Wang Li, the envoy of the courtyard, was also looking at the most beautiful master in the palace now, looking at her cheeks were slightly red and flushed. His brows furrowed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to hold Lin Luo's pulse, which was really vain and weak.

Wang Li's face became more and more unsightly, and he withdrew his hand after half a sound.

"Your Excellency, please speak up." Lin Luo looked at Wang Li's embarrassed face and asked out loud. She had never experienced illness in her previous life, so she had no fear.

"Master, your pulse is vain, your face is flushed, do you still feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and black blood comes out from time to time." Wang Li asked cautiously, it wasn't that he didn't believe in his medical skills, but this disease was really rare.

"Yes." Lin Luo looked at Wang Li's eyes, feeling uneasy. I have to have some strange disease.

"Don't be distracted, speak up." Lin Luo saw Wang Li hanging his head, not knowing what he was thinking, so he said with all his strength. Naturally, it caused another cough.

"Master, don't get angry with this illness." Wang Li hurriedly said.

"Your Excellency, just speak quickly." The virtual machine said anxiously on the side, she knew Lin Luo's temper. Rather than hide it like this, it is better to tell her.

"The master's sickness, dampness, sweat. Coughing or seeing blood, which is caused by the high quality of the lungs, is an incurable disease. Don't think too much, don't get angry. Wang Li whispered, Lin Luo's disease is mostly due to congenital deficiency, and there are not many rich and noble families who get this disease. They have been pampered since childhood, but they often die in less than a month. Like Zhaorong, he is sick now. It's rare.

But Wang Li didn't know that this disease was not just now. It's just that now the owner of the body knows, but he says that the painting fan is not good in the first place, which is known to the sisters in the garden. Otherwise, I wouldn't have died after twenty boards.

Lin Luo sat on the couch and thought helplessly. This damn fate, it's just a matter of crossing, the old lady of the palace fight can bear it, what does this sick beauty mean. Deliberately playing with me? Don't think too much, don't get angry, isn't this all Sister Lin? Lin Luo held his forehead, not knowing what to say.

"How old can this disease last?" Halfway, Lin Luo asked out loud. It's a few years to live, I thought it was someone who poisoned it, but now that I think about it, it's really too much.

"If you do it with more conditioning, it will take up to 20 years." Wang Li knelt on the ground and said sincerely, thinking that this master would cry a lot, at least for a moment of sadness. I didn't expect it to calm down so quickly, and I asked the deadline so directly. What a strange woman.

"You are the envoy of this hospital, originally my little Zhaorong did not have the ability to work for you. It's just that I really don't want too many people to know about my illness, and I actually invited you to come, so I naturally trust you. If you are willing to condescend, I beg you to take care of me with your own hands. Although he said the word thank you, Lin Luo's tone carried an undeniable commanding tone. She had been the head manager for many years, and she didn't get mixed up in management at Cambridge. She also enjoyed a lot of reputation on Wall Street back then, and her condescension has long been engraved in her bones.

Wang Li didn't mean to be disobedient, he nodded naturally, this woman deserved him to saddle her before and after the horse. What's more, with Aunt Xuji by his side, he naturally won't shirk it.

"Then there is an envoy of the Labor Academy." Lin Luo nodded and closed his eyes. In just twenty years, she didn't want to be trapped in the walls of this deep palace all the time.

"Weichen went to prescribe a prescription for the master." Wang Li saw that Lin Luo closed his eyes, so he said with interest.

"Yes." Lin Luo didn't say much, and answered softly.

Wang Li stood up, saluted, and walked out of the house. The medicine boy behind him followed in unison, and the virtual machine also lowered the curtain and walked out, leaving only Xi Xin in the room to take care of it.

"Fine." Lin Luo felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and knew that those people had gone out. She opened her eyes and said in a cold voice. "Today's events, I think you should know what to do."

"Don't worry, the slave and maid will not say it." Xi Xin replied tremblingly.

"Come here." Lin Luo smiled, and suddenly said to Xi Xin very gently.

"Master." Xi Xin was worried in his heart, and walked up to Lin Luo, with a pair of hands that he was so panicked that he didn't know where to rest. She lowered her head, her face a little pale. Lin Luo looked at her panicked appearance and smiled more and more happily.

"Am I sick or you're sick, why is your face worse than mine." Lin Luo stretched out his hand towards Xi Xin's hand, but when he was about to touch Xi Xin's finger, Qi Er turned around and touched his waist. He took off the blue sachet and placed it on the tip of his nose.

"This sachet is a good thing, where did you get it?" Lin Luo pretended to enjoy and sniffed the sachet, the fragrance there was strange and bitter. It's not like an ordinary incense, but it always feels weird.

"This, this is what the slave and maid themselves do on weekdays." Xi Xin explained, his eyes glancing back and forth, and he bit his lip as he spoke. With his hands behind his back, he kept stirring the hem of his clothes.

"I'll give you another chance, where did this sachet come from?" Lin Luo squeezed the sachet in his hand with his hand, and the green tendons on his hand burst out. However, the tone was still light. She planned to reuse the fine puncture, but she didn't expect that such a powerful blood wash would not remove such a tumor.

"Master, this sachet is really made by the slave and maid themselves, and the slave and maid dare not lie." Xi Xin Putong knelt on the ground and cried. Her tears flowed down her cheeks, and she looked like a pear blossom with rain.

"Xixin, you really don't say it." Lin Luo tugged at the corners of his mouth and stared at Xi Xin deadly. Although Xi Xin lowered his head, he still felt the eyes above his head that were perceptive to everything. She shook her head with a shudder.

"This sachet was made by the slave maid herself."

"You did it yourself." Lin Luo had already brought some trills, but he didn't expect the palace maids around him to be so 'backbone'. "Then you say, what kind of incense is put here?"

"It's just some ordinary spices, jasmine roses and whatever." Xi Xin replied intermittently, but there was no bottom in his heart.

"Jasmine Rose, go and take out the sachet from my cupboard. Smell carefully, what is a jasmine rose. Lin Luo threw the sachet on the ground. Xin, I'll keep you by my side. Having raised you from the third class to your current position, you are such a faithful servant? ”

Lin Luo said and began to cough violently again. didn't expect the betrayal to come so quickly, Lin Luo gasped breathlessly, only to feel that his heart had shrunk into a ball.

"Master, the slave said." Seeing Lin Luo like this, Xi Xin couldn't hold back anymore and said loudly. "This is given to the slave by the slave's cousin on an errand."

"Cousin?" Lin Luo wiped the blood stains from his lips with a handkerchief and curled the corners of his mouth.