"I think you understand that, too." Qin Su slowed down, and said patiently, "Who doesn't want to be called by the golden slave and silver maid every day, eating and drinking are all delicacies from the mountains and seas?" If you want to get this, you have to give. As the daughter of the Bai family, Bai Yan has enjoyed this rich life for sixteen years, and she has been completely dependent on the Bai family for these sixteen years. To put it mildly, she just didn't pay for it at all, and now it's just making her pay, which I think is fair. ”

Shu Jin's arrogance was completely extinguished, and Qin Su's calm explanation, although it was very sharp, was true. Isn't she enjoying the qiē that Shu Yue gave her? Thinking about the future of her own struggle in her previous life, although it was hard, she came out step by step by herself, and she was down-to-earth.

"It's getting late, Your Highness should go back early and rest." Shu Jinhua scratched his face and said awkwardly.

Qin Su chuckled, knowing that Shu Jinhua wanted to understand it, and he wouldn't drill the horns. He crumpled the paper full of words on the desk and threw it into the paper basket.

Shu Jinhua noticed Qin Su's movements, and then remembered that he hadn't questioned him yet.

"Does Your Highness rest late every day?" Shu Jin** asked.

"Huh? Not necessarily, what's wrong? Qin Su thought that Shu Jinhua was caring about him, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, Your Highness is really interested, in the middle of the night, let people climb the window to deliver small notes. It seems that His Highness is usually too idle. Shu Jinhua teased. The last time someone sent her a note in the middle of the night, it was to explain that the assassination case in the western suburbs was written by Shu Jinqin. She didn't think of who sent her the news at that time, but she just read Qin Su's words. That's what made an impression.

Qin Su's breath was the same. There was some embarrassment on his face. It was he who was careless. I didn't hide the handwriting when I wrote the note that day.

"Ahem, I'll go back to the house first, if Xing wakes up, let him go back, and I'll disturb you here." As he spoke, Qin Su put away his palm beads, got up and walked around the warping case, and walked out.

Shu Jinhua got up to send him off, but when he stood up, his eyes were dark. As soon as his legs were weak, he fell down involuntarily.

Qin Su was startled, didn't care about anything else, and came to Shu Jinhua's side in a flash, hugged the person in his arms, and stopped Shu Jinhua's body from falling.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Su was frightened, and his tone was anxious.

Shu Jinhua closed his eyes and slowed down for a moment, feeling his body carefully, and suddenly smiled bitterly. She lost her internal strength for some reason, and her body was not as good as before. This one fell. It made her really feel in trouble.

Seeing that the day of the blood cuckoo is about to bloom, her body is the same as the previous two years. I don't know what I know, I started to weaken.

Her eyes were dark, and after she fell, her body began to involuntarily feel the clammy and cold breath from the inside out. In the past, she had internal strength to protect herself, and her feelings were not too big, but now her weak state and the momentum that came were menacing, she couldn't resist it.

Falling into Qin Su's arms, Shu Jinhua couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat on his forehead, seeing Qin Su's frowning brows, Shu Jinhua stiffened up and showed a smile, and said weakly, "Your Highness, I don't know if my senior sister is still in Tai'an City?" ”

Qin Su carried Shu Jinhua to the Luohan bed and half-leaned on it to rest, wiped the cold sweat on her forehead a little nervously, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, I'll let people take her into the palace, and you hold on for a while." ”

Shu Jinhua nodded, closed his eyes and said nothing. In just a moment, she was already shivering with cold, and her vest was already wet with cold sweat. At this time, it was already the middle of November, and the temple was also burned with earth dragons, and there were charcoal stoves with silver frost charcoal burned in the house. But Shu Jin's painting still doesn't feel the slightest warmth.

Qin Su pursed his lips, he didn't know what happened to Shu Jin's painting, but seeing that she was weakened like this in an instant, he was still worried. didn't have time to think about it, settled Shu Jinhua, he hurriedly walked out of the main hall, beckoned Liujing, and asked him to go to the Bachelor's Mansion to bring Jin Jin into the palace.

Liujing took the order and flew away.

Qin Su grimaced, turned around and entered the main hall again.

Shu Jinhua leaned on the red brocade to lead the pillow, and her long hair was scattered on it, lining her miserable white face, which made Qin Su feel distressed in an instant.

Walking quickly to Shu Jinhua's side, Qin Su was shocked. Shu Jinhua's body temperature was surprisingly low, and in the warm hall, there was a trace of cold air around her.

Qin Su touched Shu Jinhua's forehead, which made him unconsciously retract his fingers.

Frowning, Qin Su helped Shu Jinhua up with half of his arms and sat behind her, Qin Su put one hand and half around Shu Jinhua's shoulder, and the other hand against the back of his heart, and the internal force of luck was slowly input into Shu Jinhua's body to resist the cold.

After a few breaths, Qin Su suddenly withdrew his hand and looked at his palm in disbelief. On his palm, there was a little frost. When he sent internal force to Shu Jinhua, he found that Shu Jinhua's body was empty. To say that Shu Jin's painting is not low, it is impossible not to feel the breath of internal force at all, but as soon as his internal force is entered, he clearly perceives that Shu Jinhua does not have internal force.

Not only that, after his internal force entered Shu Jinhua's body, he was uncontrollably regurgitated, and he could only quickly protect his heart and withdraw his internal force. Looking at his palms again, he was also infected with a chill by Shu Jin's paintings.

Unable to use internal force to drive away the cold for Shu Jinhua, Qin Su was anxious and distressed.

Shu Jinhua was already in a semi-comatose state at this time, she shivered with coldness, frowned, and when she leaned on Qin Su's shoulder, she unconsciously drilled into Qin Su's arms.

Qin Su's body stiffened, but he didn't get up and brushed away Shu Jinhua, but instead sat down inside again, holding Shu Jinhua tightly in his arms. Dragged the neat brocade quilt folded on the side of the Luohan bed and wrapped both of them in it.

Since you can't use internal force to drive away the cold, it's better to use his body temperature. Qin Su lowered his head and said nothing, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead from time to time for Shu Jinhua.

Shu felt like she was in an ice cellar, and the wetness and coldness invaded her body, making her tremble uncontrollably. But at some point, a wave of warmth crept into her body, making her comfortable for a moment. Not wanting this only warmth to disappear, Shu Jinhua worked hard to paste it.

Qin Su lowered his eyes and looked at Shu Jinhua nestled in his arms, her forehead was already on his neck, and she exhaled a cold breath sprayed on his chest, making him feel itchy. Her hands were also around her waist, and her upper body was completely attached to him.

Qin Su had never been so approached, but at this time, he felt pretty good with Shu Jinhua in his arms. It would be better if Shu Jinhua wasn't sick.

I don't know how long it took, Liujing's voice sounded outside the hall, "Your Highness, someone brought it." ”

"Come in." Qin Su moved his body slightly, but he didn't get up, nor did he move Shu Jinhua away.

Liujing pushed open the door of the temple and walked in quickly with Jin Jin. Lifting the glass bead curtain, Liujing and Jin Jin saw the two people covered with brocade quilts.

Liujing paused, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Jin Jin looked a little anxious, and when Liujing went to the bachelor's mansion to find her, she knew that something bad was wrong. I didn't have time to think, so I entered the palace with the medicine box on my back. At this time, seeing the painting of Shu Jin, which was already unconscious by Qin Su, Jin Jinke didn't care what the two of them were doing at this time, and walked forward to lift the brocade quilt.

"She's cold, but the quilt is still covered." Qin Su said in a deep voice.

A drop of sweat dripped from Liujing's forehead and quietly retreated outside the glass bead curtain.

Jin Jin gritted his teeth, "It's useless to cover the quilt!" She's sick with an old disease, I'm going to take her pulse and lift the quilt. ”

Qin Su lifted the quilt and moved it outside with Shu Jinhua in his arms, so that Jin Jin could take the pulse.

Jin Jin took a few deep breaths, calmed down, ignored the two people who were hugging each other tightly, and dragged down one of Shu Jinhua's arms around Qin Su's waist.

After taking a thin pulse and looking at Shu Jinhua's face again, Jin Jin frowned tightly.

"What the hell happened to her? Suddenly he fell. Seeing that Jin Jin was silent, Qin Su asked in a deep voice.

"The situation is a little bad, the fake death medicine that the little junior sister took before will cause her to lose her internal strength temporarily. It was my mistake not to consider that she would relapse into an old disease. Without her own internal strength, I am afraid that her heart will be damaged. Jin Jin tried to be as concise as possible, but it still made Qin Su frown when he heard it.

"You just said how to treat it, since it is an old disease, it means that it has recurred before, how was it treated before?"

"Presumably the prince also knows that when my sister was sick before, my master was healing. The medicinal materials that can heal the junior sister are only available in Bai Liushan. Jin Jin said tangledly. The only thing that can effectively treat Shu Jin's painting is the cuckoo crying blood, but now it is in Tai'an City, thousands of miles away from Bailiu Mountain. What's more, the body painted by Shu Jin now is not suitable for long-distance travel.

Qin Su's face sank, and he hugged Shu Jinhua tightly in his arms again, and the brocade quilt was also dragged back and covered the two of them again.

"So what to do? There's no other way? Do I need to let the doctor take a look? ”

Jin Jin is also anxious, but she also understands the level of the imperial doctor. Shu Jinhua's illness could not be completely cured even by her master Mo Tong, let alone these conservative and unenterprising imperial doctors in Tai'an City.

"No, it's not that I look down on them, it's the condition of my junior sister, and they are helpless. And it's best not to publicize my sister's illness. Jin Jin thought about it, and said vaguely.

"Is that going to keep her so cold?" Qin Su was displeased, and after talking for a long time, there was still no way.

"Call the Seventh Senior Brother, the Seventh Senior Brother and I will first use internal force to suppress the cold disease of the little junior sister, and then we still have to go back to Changbai Temple." Kim Jin said.

"This king also used his internal strength to ward off the cold for her, but he was counterattacked. This method is also useless. Qin Su said. (To be continued......)

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