Mousse looked at the other party's pale face, and swallowed what he wanted to say.

emmmm……

Don't be, if you die as soon as you say the other party, it's really a sin.

Hey, hey, I was very healthy when I was young and young, how did I become an adult, but my body became so weak, say two words, vomit blood, then take three steps, is it going to bleed?!

This guy's face is pale, and he looks like he can't hang it up, in case he casually makes a whole sentence, and Win Luo Ke's soul is fragile, and he will be gone-

Ha, then who will be the national teacher here?

Yourself, don't do it!

After being away for so many years, it's good that other people don't think they have died, but they suddenly became a national teacher, and I don't know what opinions the people below will have.

Mousse wants to come quietly and go quietly.

Win Loco doesn't think so.

Although he didn't get the answer he wanted from the other party, he was already prepared in his heart, so he was not so disappointed.

Since he is here, it is naturally impossible for him to let the other party leave so easily, of course, the first step is to build momentum first.

White cut black win Loco said that Mousse didn't even think about it.

"My lord, don't worry, even if you don't want to be a national teacher, then you can definitely be behind the scenes." Ying Luoke resolutely coughed and said, "I will immediately ask Your Majesty to draw up a will and give you a title!" ”

“…… This can be slowed down first, and slowly first. Mousse watched the other party cough indistinctly, and finally took out a cup of tea from the table and carefully served it to Ying Luoke.

Ying Luoke smiled weakly, took Mousse's tea tremblingly, and said in a low voice: "My lord, you are still as good to me as ever......" However, I want to keep you forever.

When I knew you were dead, I thought you were really dead. But how can someone as powerful as you die? And at such a young age.

I know you're dead.

You want to leave quietly.

But I don't want to.

Win Loko has a stubbornness in his bones.

"It's not good for you, it's good for whom?" Mousse looked at Ying Luoke with some discouragement, and there was also a trace of annoyance in his heart, "I know I'm leaving, but why don't you take good care of yourself?" ”

“…… I was accidentally poisoned before, and it became like this. Win Luo Ke bowed his head aggrievedly and smiled miserably.

“…… Don't do this. Mousse made up a picture of winning Luo Kemei's strong and miserable picture.

Indeed, it was a little inhumane for me to leave like this at that time, and it was too cruel to do so at the most important time. It's a little embarrassing in retrospect.

Ying Luoke continued to complain that he was particularly miserable, and coughed a few times from time to time and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

“…… I suspect that you can't vomit out this blood, don't you want money, right? Mousse looked at Ying Luoke, and he didn't know where to take out one handkerchief after another, and his mood was a little delicate.

Win Luoke's body stiffened for a moment, and his face turned pale to blue when he looked up, "I, I'm dizzy......"

As he spoke, Win Loko fainted. Straight into Mousse's arms!

“???”

No, I didn't say a word before I fainted. Mousse had completely forgotten that he had been forcibly brought over to win Loko's bitter ploy.

Although Ying Luoke was dizzy when he should have fainted, he had already explained the order that should have been explained.

Mousse held his breath and shouted at the door, "Someone! ”

She thought she might have to shout many times before she could call someone, because Win Loko didn't like to have people near where she lived. But what Mousse didn't expect was that she only shouted, and someone rushed in.

"......" It's like you've prepared in advance. Fortunately, Mousse couldn't take care of so much for a while, and the focus was all on Ying Luoke, who passed out in his arms.

“…… Yes! ”

The maid who rushed in at the door stepped out again, covering her mouth with one hand, her eyes full of shock and horror!

Mousse bowed his head.

She looked at her somewhat disheveled undershirt that had been caught, then at her hair, which was a little messy because she had slept in a bad position, and then at Ying Luoke, who was lying in her arms in a slightly disheveled coma.

Mousse was silent.

…… Tsk, it seems a little hard to explain.