I have to say, he is really well disguised.

Even if she was always by his side, even if she slept together every night, she really didn't notice it at all.

"Xixi," Ling Juncheng raised his arm weakly and beckoned to the figure with his back to her, "Come here." ”

Su Xi sorted out his emotions and walked towards him with a smile.

She sat down at the couch and leaned over on his chest.

The rhythm of the heartbeat that usually winds around the strength is much weaker.

"You really don't take yourself seriously?" She spoke softly, complaining.

But complaining, he won't get better.

What to do? The little fur she knew didn't help him at all.

Ling Juncheng reached out and gently stroked her hair, his movements were very gentle.

"Don't do that, I'll be fine," he curled his lips and smiled nonchalantly, "as long as you're by my side, I'll be fine." ”

"Haven't I been there all the time? Why did you become like this? Su Xi sniffed, "Tell me, how did you get it?" ”

"It's not a big deal, don't make a fuss about it," Ling Juncheng said lightly.

Su Xi straightened up and stared at him with burning eyes.

This man was stubborn and reluctant to say anything, it must have something to do with her poisoning.

Just because he didn't say it didn't mean she couldn't ask.

Perhaps, there is one person who knows best.

"I'll go out!"

She stood up and left the inner sanctum.

......

Distant Mountain Garden.

Wuhuang sat in front of the bar-shaped low table in the courtyard, and buried himself in copying the scriptures.

After hearing the sound of horses' hooves outside the courtyard wall from far and near, he paused slightly.

After a pause, he took up his pen again and transcribed, his delicate eyebrows full of absolute indifference.

The sound of horses' hooves stopped abruptly outside the courtyard wall, and then, a crimson figure pushed the door in a hurry.

Wuhuang did not raise his eyes, and continued to copy the scriptures.

As soon as Su Xi entered the courtyard, he saw Wuxian sitting on the ground in the center of the courtyard.

"Monk Wuhuang, you should know about the emperor's serious injury, right?"

She walked over to him, and went straight to the point without going around the bush.

Wu Huang did not speak immediately.

The tip of his pen roamed over the paper, as if he hadn't heard Su Xi's words.

"I wonder how he was injured and if it had anything to do with my poisoning?!" Su Xi spoke immediately.

And Wuhuang still ignored her.

"Wuhuang monk, the emperor is seriously injured, Imperial Doctor Liu is helpless, please go to the Heart Cultivation Palace, you can solve the strange poison on my body, and you will definitely be able to cure the emperor's injury."

Seeing that the man seemed to be deaf to her words, she couldn't help but accentuate her tone.

Wu Huang must know what is going on, and he is also the only person she can think of who can save Ling Juncheng except for Imperial Physician Liu.

This man has a pure heart and few desires, but he has many mysteries hidden in his body.

For some reason, she felt that he could just have a way, just like he had saved her before.

Su Xi's heart was not as panicked as before.

"Monk Wuhuang, did you hear me?" Su Xi walked up to him and tilted his head to look at him.

Wu Huang finally paused the tip of his pen.

He didn't put the pen down, but handed the pen to Su Xi.

"The unfinished scriptures have been transcribed." He looked up at her, his expression as calm and indifferent as ever.

Su Xi's good-looking eyebrows frowned in an instant: "Your Majesty, he ......"

"When is it good to transcribe, when is it time to talk about it." Wuhuang didn't give her a chance to speak.