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The rain is disturbing one after another, and there is a tendency to get bigger and bigger, and the noise is not stopped.

When Qingyu returned to the palace, the sky had already darkened, and her body was basically wet, the dark night, coupled with her pale complexion at the moment, the whole person looked wolf.

Feng Qian pressed the questions and expectations in her heart, and never went out to ask anything, mainly because Jun Moying didn't let her get out of bed. She went out during the day, obviously with an umbrella, she thought she was not cold, but this body didn't know what was going on, and the delicate one could sneeze constantly in such a fast summer weather, occasionally accompanied by a few low coughs.

Hell yes.

"I said, I'm really fine." Feng Qian looked at the man who brought the fold in on the side, the silhouette of her handsome face looked serious and focused, and she said in a pleading voice: "Such a small illness...... No, no, what's that like sickness? It's just a few sneezes, and you should be fine with some ginger tea, huh? ”

Jun Moying ignored her until she finished speaking, and then raised her head and glanced at her lightly, "You don't need to take care of your little discomfort?" Your own body, you don't take it seriously, someone takes it seriously. ”

The implication is that it is not possible to make it clear.

It was even more undeniable than a stern refusal, and she knew that once this man had made up his mind to do something, he would be stubborn no matter what she said.

Although he was helpless in his heart, Feng Qian had no choice but to sit there obediently, sulking alone.

Jun Fengnuan saw that her face was full of the four big words "I am very unhappy", and pursed her lips stupidly, "Queen Mother, my father is also good for you, don't be unhappy." Now it's getting late, and the queen mother has nothing to do when she gets out of bed, so it's better to sleep well tonight, and when she gets up tomorrow, she can be alive again, okay? ”

Even Jun Yihan nodded approvingly, "Queen Mother, rest well, if you are sick, your father will be distressed, and we will also be distressed." ”

Feng Qian sighed in frustration, she knew that what they said made sense, if it was normal, she wouldn't be so serious, but today, is she really something?

Her aunt's affairs made her endure for a night, and she couldn't sleep when she was really hanging.

"Queen Mother, are you very tired, can you pinch it from afar?"

On the side of the bed, the little old child frowned, looked at her with a serious face, saw her frowning and sighing, and held her hand with her little hand distressedly, "When Yaoyao was sick before, the queen mother also pinched, and the pinching will not be so uncomfortable." ”

Feng Qian's heart softened, why are her children so sensible?

smiled and touched the melon seeds of Yaoyao's little head, the hair was soft like a newborn baby, and said helplessly: "The queen mother is fine, it's not uncomfortable." You see the queen mother like this now, I can still talk and laugh with you, where is it uncomfortable? ”

At most, it's just a little cold, and it's all to blame Jun Moying's man for making a fuss and causing the children to be so worried.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he said, "You all stay away from the queen mother, if you accidentally pass the illness to you, it will not be good." ”

Hearing this, the man looked up from the fold again and looked at her with a smile.