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Zhou Zhiqing's car smelled of medicine. She was hot and cold, covered with two quilts, still curled up in a ball. That's it, you can still see her constantly shivering, and she looks like she is sleeping very unsteadily.

Yan Zhenrui approached, and through the lights in the car, he found that her face was burning red, her lips were chapped, like roses beaten by frost, and she looked haggard and wolf.

It's just a slight reduction in color, but it has another weak style.

A beauty is a beauty, even if she is sick, she is still so beautiful.

Yan Zhenrui sat aside, frowned and asked, "Haven't you been taking medicine?" Why hasn't there been any improvement? Since she was sick, he rarely came to ride with her, so he hadn't seen her for more than ten days, and he was really surprised to see her.

The fairy spirit was not there, and Xianzhi was holding on to serve on the side. Hearing Yan Zhenrui ask, he couldn't help but pouted secretly: The prince asked cheekily, what kind of medicine was given to Miss Zhou, and the prince didn't know it? Not to mention that those medicines are not the right symptoms, and most of them are the lowest herbs, can they be useful?

But who is Yan Zhenrui? It is light to say that he is arrogant, he is arrogant to the point of outrageousness, how dare Xianzhi point directly at him.

Said that he didn't care about it, and overindulged in it to make Miss Zhou like this? Or is he cautious and deliberately wants to embarrass Miss Zhou and not give her the right medicine? She had to be tired of life to dare to die like this.

Xianzhi lowered her head and said: "According to the slave maid, Miss Zhou is not like an ordinary water and soil adaptation, but like a ......" She didn't dare to say it.

Yan Zhenrui glared, and Xianzhi had to reluctantly say, "It's like ...... Secret trouble. ”

Zhou Zhiqing's heart disease, Xianzhi didn't believe that Yan Zhenrui didn't know anything about it. It's just that Yan Zhenrui pretended to be confused, and Xianzhi had to stop at the point.

Yan Zhenrui accepted this statement almost immediately. Heart disease still needs heart medicine, so it's no wonder that medicine is ineffective these days, and it has nothing to do with him ignoring it.

Yan Zhenrui pursed his lips, his expression was complicated, and he changed for a long time before he nodded to indicate that he understood, and waved his hand to call Xianzhi down. He never needs to explain what he does, but in the face of Xianzhi, a maid who is good to Zhou Zhiqing, and against this Zhou Zhiqing, who will be confused if he doesn't look at it, and will be soft-hearted when he meets him, Yan Zhenrui feels that his face is not enough.

It's too thin, and it's uncomfortable to do anything by yourself, as if someone has seen through your mind.

Xianzhi bowed, jumped out of the car, and thoughtfully covered the car door for the two of them.

It was quiet outside the carriage, but I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at the carriage. They expressed great surprise at the prince's behavior. Xianzhi walked lightly, stepped aside, and found a sheltered place to sit down and rest.

The fairy had already woken up, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Yo, why did you come out too?" ”

Xianzhi ignored her and closed her eyes to rest.

Xian Ling said: "You are also a little uninteresting, and you are talking nonsense in front of the prince?" You have to be beaten to learn a lesson, look at your current appearance, no wonder the prince kicked you out. ”

Xianzhi's cheeks were wooden, and she felt the pain at this time, but she didn't defend herself, she only closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. The fairy spirit felt bored talking to herself, glared at Zhou Zhiqing's carriage resentfully, and fell back to sleep.

In the car, Yan Zhenrui looked at it for a long time before reaching out to stroke Zhou Zhiqing's cheek. Let her leave her relatives and follow him to the barren land of Xiliang, which can be regarded as embarrassing for her. It's only been a few days since I saw her, and she's lost weight like this?

Yan Zhenrui's big hand reached into the quilt and held Zhou Zhiqing's shoulder blades, thin and sharp, his hand was so thin that he could touch her bones.

Zhou Zhiqing muttered in a low voice, and suddenly opened her lips and said: "Wang Ye-Wang Ye-" The voice was hoarse, but it was full of attachment.

Yan Zhenrui's heart softened, and he responded: "This king is here." ”

Zhou Zhiqing grabbed Yan Zhenrui's hand, rubbed the back of his hand, and dragged it weakly, as if she was not very satisfied, she couldn't pull it, so she poked her head out and pillowed it on the crook of Yan Zhenrui's arm, then sighed with satisfaction, and leaned towards him again, next to his strong chest.

Zhou Zhiqing's hands were hot, and when Leng Ding rested on the back of Yan Zhenrui's hand and arm, he felt as if he had been burned with a soldering iron. Yan Zhenrui's heart softened, and he simply fished out her whole person and put her in his arms.

Zhou Zhiqing looked like a lazy kitten, and she almost stuck out her tongue and licked his fingers. nestled in his arms, found a comfortable position, and called him softly.

Yan Zhenrui couldn't help but stroke her back, and said doting and impatiently: "You are really a trouble." ”

Zhou Zhiqing seemed to respond, and moved: "Lord Wang, don't leave me." The voice was timid, with an unknown fear and weakness.

How could he not have left her? But in the end, I still can't bear it, I can't stand the kind words of the people below, isn't this still coming back to see her?

Why is this troublesome spirit so reluctant to let him go?

Yan Zhenrui was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I want you, but I don't want you to drag me back and cause me trouble, no matter how bad your illness is, this king will throw you in this wilderness and feed the wolves." ”

Zhou Zhiqing snorted, reluctantly opened his eyes, and said, "Lord Wang, I don't, I won't add trouble to you." ”

Yan Zhenrui couldn't see her being so strong, so he slapped her thin buttocks hard, and said, "Okay, what's the use of just talking about it, let's sleep." ”

Zhou Zhiqing pillowed his shoulder socket, wrapped her hands around his waist, for some reason she felt relieved and wanted to cry very much, she sniffed hard, swallowed back useless tears, pulled the corners of her lips and said, "I can't sleep." ”

Yan Zhenrui's face darkened: Why can't you sleep and still want him to coax? He doesn't sing lullabies. Besides, she's not a three-year-old baby.

"If you don't sleep, then do something else, and when you're tired, you'll be able to sleep."

Zhou Zhiqing shrank her shoulders in fear, buried herself deeper in his arms, and muttered, "I don't." ”

Frightened by Yan Zhenrui like this, Zhou Zhiqing didn't dare to keep her mouth shut anymore and closed her eyes obediently. But she burned uncomfortably, her whole body hurt, and her brain seemed to have been drilled into a sharp and slender hard object, which pierced her brain. She snorted and chirped, "Lord, am I going to die?" I was so uncomfortable, my whole body hurt. ”

Where can't Yan Zhenrui feel it? Although the two of them are separated by clothes, her heat continues to spread to him, and he is so hot that he is about to sweat.

But Zhou Zhiqing still shouted cold.

Yan Zhenrui sighed in resignation, and said viciously: "Where does it hurt?" I'll rub it for you? ”

His big hand was extremely powerful, and when he pinched it, Zhou Zhiqing screamed bitterly: "It hurts, it's light, it's light." ”

Yan Zhenrui has never done this kind of thing to others, he doesn't know what it means to be appropriate, and he never knows what it means to be light, so Zhou Zhiqing's muscles are sore, and he can't wait to jump up and escape from his clutches.