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Seeing Feng Qian wake up, Jun Moying was obviously surprised, and a trace of obvious joy crossed his face, "Qianqian, wake up?" ”

Feng Qian closed his eyes weakly again, and the word "En" came out of his throat almost inaudibly, which seemed very difficult.

Jun Moying was about to get up and pour her a glass of water, but a teacup appeared in his hand at this time, and when he looked sideways, he saw Yun Luo respectfully holding this teacup, lowering his eyes slightly, unable to see what kind of look was in his dark eyes.

After thinking about it, he finally took it, stretched his arm under Feng Qian's neck, hugged her and let her lean on him, and fed water to her mouth, "Qianqian, open your mouth." ”

Feng Qian's eyelids opened weakly, but his dry lips moved slightly, and he did as he was told, swallowing the water.

"You're sick, let Yunluo show you, okay?" He asked in a lower voice in her ear.

Yun Luo's gaze stared at her for a moment, wanting to see the slightest reaction from her face, even if it was deep hatred.

But no, she didn't react at all.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't even blinked his eyes after Jun Moying had asked that sentence, he would have even suspected that he had missed something.

Jun Moying's eyes darkened, and she reached out to probe her still hot forehead, and the fever didn't seem to have subsided.

"Shallow, can you hear me?"

She seemed to have made up her mind not to reply to him, and she was willing to give him a little reaction just now, but now she didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.

Jun Moying couldn't cry or laugh, was this little thing really tired and fainted again, or did he deliberately ignore him altogether?

He turned his head, his expression regained that indifference, and said to Yun Luo, "Come here." ”

Until Yun Luo walked to the side of the bed, Feng Qian didn't react, but when his hand was covered, she suddenly retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and the hand hidden in the futon held the sheet tightly.

She wanted to endure it, but she couldn't help it.

The hatred for this person and the grudge entanglement between him have reached the point where she can't bear it at all, even if her brain is groggy and her consciousness is confused, she just doesn't want to be touched by him.

It seemed that there was only one thought left in his mind, and if he was far away, even the air could not have the breath of this person.

"Shallow, what's wrong?" Jun Moying could probably guess her reason for this, and held her hand worriedly, "Don't be afraid, it's just a pulse diagnosis." ”

He was more worried about her body than he was about Yun Luo's rejection.

Feng Qian's tears fell unexpectedly, fortunately in the corner of the right eye, fortunately, the other side was facing them, probably none of them would notice - at least Jun Moying, who was closer to her, would definitely not see it because of the angle.

She took a slight breath, drilled into his arms, and the moment she raised her hand to hug him, she seemed to inadvertently wipe the tears off her face.

"I'm so tired, I'll ...... another day Follow-up ...... another day"

Obviously, she didn't need to move her pulse to diagnose it.

Jun Moying pursed her lips and glanced at Yun Luo, "The queen is tired, you go back first." ”

Yun Luo was in a state of hesitation between shock and shock at the moment, his reaction to her seemed to have been expected, but he couldn't believe it, his body stiffened and stood there, his steps seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't move.

She hated him after all.

Maybe Jun Moying didn't see her tears, but from this angle, he saw it.

Finding this excuse to enter the palace is the easiest to be discovered, but it is also the most difficult, he can take this opportunity to test the emperor's trust in him, and he can easily approach her, but he didn't expect her to react like this-