Looking at each other again, the air froze.

Chest to chest, nose to nose, breath close at hand.

Tu Zijun's angry eyes gradually became less imposing, and they were still fluttering.

And then—

"Ahem, cough, cough"

"Ahem, cough, cough"

Hua Rong got up, coughing intermittently, his face calm.

Tu Zijun was prostrate on the side of the bed, coughing frantically.

The ears are red, the face is red, the neck is red.

After Hua Rong finished coughing, he sat on the edge of the bed and patted Tu Zijun's back: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, so you should take care of it." Don't be overjoyed and angry......"

"Who's overjoyed?!" Tu Zijun stared at Hua Rong viciously, with an insulted expression.

Hua Rong glanced at him helplessly, and then said, "I didn't say that you were happy, you just now had too much liver fire, hurting your kidneys and lungs." ”

Tu Zijun stopped talking, although he couldn't understand what Hua Rong said.

But he still lay on the bed honestly, looking at the top of the bed tent in a daze.

Hua Rong didn't look at him again, his voice was quite loud just now, and it seemed that he couldn't die for a while.

She lay on the brocade couch by the window with her clothes, pulled over the thin quilt, and was about to fall asleep.

"How do you sleep here? Ahem. ”

"I'm a healer, you are now my patient, in order to observe the changes in your condition at any time, I naturally can't stay too far away from you, cough cough."

"Oh, ahem."

"Sleep, ahem."

"Bald donkey, you look like you're dying, why don't you treat yourself, ahem."

"I can't cure this, ahem."

"Oh, I see, it's hard for a healer to heal himself, ahem."

"Hehe, you know a lot, ahem."

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Five days passed, Tu Zijun's body gradually recovered in the process of fighting with her, and Hua Rong was ready to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Prime Minister Tu personally sent her to the gate of the mansion, thanked himself and blamed himself: "Thank you master for saving your life, the matter of Jingyang Temple, the old man ......"

Hua Rong said a Buddha name, his eyes were clear and soft: "The Prime Minister doesn't blame the little monk for having distracting thoughts, and it is already a great favor to come to the house, and the little monk doesn't dare to ask for more." As for the matter of Jingyang Temple......"

Hua Rong lowered his eyes and sighed, "Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister, it is the little monk who forced it." ”

"What are the master's plans?"

Hua Rong looked up at the sky, blue as a wash, with the smell of grass in the wind.

Lifting his monk's robe, his handsome eyebrows and eyes bloomed like ink paintings in an instant.

Hua Rong smiled: "The little monk is from Jingyang Temple, he has grown up in Jingyang Temple, and he should live and die with it." ”

Tu Chengxiang was stunned for a moment, and then sadness overflowed in his eyes.

He understood Hua Rong's thoughts, so he didn't persuade her.

"Master rest assured, the old man will definitely try his best to get His Majesty to take back this order."

Hua Rong nodded and did not say much.

She turned around and left the Prime Minister's Mansion step by step, her back was thin but straight!

"Don't go! Bald donkey! You don't go! ”

Tu Zijun knew that Hua Rong was leaving today, and he thought he would be very happy.

After all, she has been bullied by Hua Rong very badly in the past few days.

I can't talk about her, I can't beat her.

If you don't obey at all, you will be fed bitter medicine and pricked with needles.

He hates this bald donkey!

But when she was about to leave, he paced up and down the room, and was so irritable that he felt uncomfortable.

I always think of the night he fell on top of me, with a slender arm and a fragrant scent......

I think of her clean eyebrows, and I think of her slender and white five fingers when she holds the pen......

Thinking of the temperature of her whole body every time she took the pulse from her wrist......

In short, he thinks that she wants to be restless, and he thinks ...... There's only one her in my head!

So he didn't put on his coat and rushed out of the room.

When he heard her and his father's words, he was completely stunned!

No matter how stupid he was, he understood what the words of coexistence with the temple meant.

She wants to go back to Jingyang Temple to die!

At that time, his heart gushed with fear, panic, and pain, and he shouted these words.

"Son, what are you doing at this time? Do you still want to embarrass Master Qingfeng? You're not in good clothes! You son of a, don't you want to live? ”

Tu Zijun didn't care about Prime Minister Tu's words, and quickly rushed to Hua Rong's side and grabbed her arm.

Thin, as if it broke when broken.

He coughed a few times, and under her gaze, he said eagerly: "Don't go, don't send you to death!" ”

Hua Rong looked at him for a moment and broke free of his hand.

"Tu Gongzi, there are my brothers and sisters in Jingyang Temple, I remember every grass and tree, every table and stool there, I can't help but go back. Or, why does Tu Gongzi have to keep me? ”

Tu Zijun is not a smart person, he is very stupid, in the past days, relying on the love of Prime Minister Tu, he walked his dog and teased crickets in Xuanjing, and lived a depraved life.

If you can't write it, you can't do it.

He didn't know how to answer Hua Rong's words, and he was so anxious that his forehead was sweating.

Hua Rong saw him like this, and continued to say indifferently: "The little monk is gone." ”

As if stimulated, Tu Zijun grabbed her hand again and said quickly: "Master, I'm sick!" ”

Hua Rong: "??? ”

The first sentence is spoken, and the second sentence is simple.

Tu Zijun said seriously: "Master, I'm sick!" Doctor's parents, you can't watch me get sick and die, can you? ”

Hua Rong looked at him for a while before he said seriously: "Tu Gongzi, although you still cough from time to time, there is nothing wrong with you. I mean, you're cured. ”

After speaking, she broke free of Tu Zijun's hand, took two steps back, distanced herself from him, and looked at Prime Minister Tu: "Prime Minister, the little monk will go first." ”

After speaking, the light work was running, and soon disappeared in the eyes of everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Tu Zijun looked at the direction where she disappeared in a daze, and the whole person seemed to be fixed, motionless.

"You son of a—"

"Wow!"

Before Prime Minister Tu started to scold, he saw his baby's pimple mouth open, and he looked up to the sky and cried.

Prime Minister Tu: "......"

kicked him in the leg and ordered his subordinates: "Throw this disgraced son back to me!" ”

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Hua Rong didn't have any feelings for Tu Zijun.

She is an indifferent person herself, and although she can joke, she rarely fluctuates.

Not to mention that she and Tu Zijun have only been together for a few days, no matter how deep their feelings are, it is quite fake.

Hua Rong also felt that Tu Zijun might be reluctant for a while.

But not Hua. Single dog. 10,000 years. Glory. I didn't know that there was a creature in this world called Brother Innocent Love.

It's probably the kind of creature that only takes a second to fall in love with someone.

It doesn't matter if you're reproductively isolated or the same gender, you're always in love and have no scruples.

So when Hua Rong saw the man jumping from the carriage that was speeding in front of him, his expression was like this: OoO!!

After Tu Zijun jumped out of the carriage, he threw himself into Hua Rong's arms, and before Hua Rong pushed him away, he heard his weak voice.

"Master, I'm sick, and this time I'm really sick."

Hua Rong's face froze, and after taking a closer look at him, he found that his face was red and dripping blood, his breath was hot, and when he touched his forehead again, he had a fever.

Someone was still triumphant, "I came to you after soaking in the pond for two hours." You're walking so fast, I almost can't catch up with you, Master......"

The sound is getting quieter.

“…… You don't want to die ......"