At the side of the green board and white stone well, Lin Xingyu threw down the brown wooden barrel with one hand, the gray-black hemp rope was tightened, and the heavy wooden barrel was slowly pulled up.

"Whoa...!"

A long string of water sounds echoed in the deep well.

"Bang!"

The wooden barrel containing the water slammed into the water.

The sudden feeling of powerlessness almost caused her to fall into a deep well.

Dizziness, nausea, weakness, softness...... All kinds of feelings come together.

Lin Xingyu, who was pale, leaned against the well, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Pestilence?

It turns out that this is what it feels like to witness the death of life with your own eyes!

As early as the second day of Qu Ziyi's illness, she deliberately resisted the invulnerable medicinal properties in her body.

With Lin Xue'er's weak body, how could she take care of two patients at the same time without taking the slightest measure, without being invaded by the disease?

On the third day of her deliberate non-use of all poisons, the plague entangled her.

It's just that she used the invasiveness of a hundred poisons to resolve most of the symptoms of the plague, so she could behave in front of Le Qing and others like a healthy person.

Now is this a sign of an aggravation?

Or has it reached the end of its life?

Don't be so cheating!

She just didn't want to think about how to die after completing the task.

That's why I want to shield all kinds of poisons and resign myself to fate.

I never thought about dying before the shackles of the mission were loosened!

"Why is your face so ugly? But what's uncomfortable? Looking at Lin Xingyu, who opened the door with a tray, and Le Qing, who was lying on the bed like a withered tree, anxiously wanted to stand up, but he couldn't move.

"I'm fine!" Lin Xingyu, as usual, fed him porridge and poured water to wipe his body.

"Don't go! Stay with me. After she finished a series of things, Le Qing, who had been silent for a long time, whispered pleadingly.

His voice, which was like a jade bead falling to the ground and a clear spring in a canyon, was hoarse and inexplicable at the moment.

Lin Xingyu lowered his eyebrows and turned around to sit on the stool next to the bed.

The lips that are still good-looking are slightly upturned, the sunken cheeks are suddenly full, and the corners of the mouth that are naturally raised are lightly curled.

"Can you tell me about you?" Le Qing struggled to move his arm, and his stubborn eyes stayed on the little green onion hand on his side.

His thoughts at the moment were written on his face, and Lin Xingyu naturally knew what he wanted to do.

He held the thin and boneless hand as he wished, and a throbbing light flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly extinguished by a lot of ghostly light.

Le Qing's half-drooping eyelids oozed joy, and he used his greatest strength to hold the soft and boneless little hand, as if he wanted to rub that hand into his body, and connect with his bones and blood to feel at ease.

He knew his body, and since he suddenly started to pee black fluid yesterday, he knew that his body had run out of oil.

I'm afraid, I can't even stand it tonight!

Lin Xingyu let him hold it, even if he used all his strength, she could still only feel the temperature of his palm, and there was no trace of blood discomfort that was clenched.

He thought he was secretly hiding the black urine she didn't know, in fact, how could she not know that she was bent on him?

It's just that he doesn't want her to know, so she just doesn't know.

If he wants to hear about her, then she will tell him.

"There are a lot of people in my family, and basically every day you can see those who quarrel over trivial things, in layman's terms, five women fighting all day long to get the favor of a man.

I am the youngest daughter in the family, and my mother's family background is not very good, so it is natural that I will be excluded. Since I was a child, my mother told me that I was a concubine, and my identity was not as good as that of Mrs. Dafang'....... These are all the family and maternal love in Lin Xueer's memory, and her mother appears the most in her memory.

In this era of male superiority and inferiority of women, a girl's life is already cheap, not to mention that she is a concubine who has no maternal identity, how can such a person have a good childhood.

My brain was dizzy again, as if something was buzzing at this moment.

Immediately afterward, the cold sound of the machinery was like a midnight bell, buzzing in the ears.

Qingming's eyes began to be chaotic, and his eyes were blurred.

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at Lin Xingyu who was planted on him, Le Qing, who was originally weak, suddenly increased his breathing, and a panicked color appeared on his barren and shriveled face, and his dull eyes seemed to shine back to the light.

"Cher! Cher! ”

.......。

Who is calling Cher over and over again in her ear?

Whose hand caressed her facial features over and over again?

What's going on with the breath that has been around her for a few intimate moments?

Cher!

Cher!

.......。

"Happy... Leqing! His throat, so hoarse that he could barely make a sound, rolled his throat, and his chapped and pale lips snorted softly.

It's not Le Gongzi, it's not Jin Gongzi, it's his real name - Le Qing.

"Cher, I'm here! I've been there! Quick, kid, medicine, bring the medicine! The same hoarse voice that almost lost his voice came from Le Qing's mouth.

"Bang!"

The door was pushed open by Howe gently.

"Sister, I want to see my sister!"

"Xiao Qi, don't worry, with Zimucao, Miss Lin will definitely be fine, the smell of medicine here is heavy, you go back to the room first."

Immediately afterwards, the voices of Xiao Qi and Xiao Tong sounded.

It wasn't long before the door closed sound.

The next moment, the mouth is filled with a dry and bitter liquid.

"Gross!"

She instinctively rejected and vomited all the medicine.

"Hey!"

After a long sigh of helplessness brushed in his ears, his lips were cold, unusually soft, and he did not stagnate, and the bile-like bitter liquid entered his throat again, and before he could resist, a long soft object slipped into his mouth.

The butterfly-like eyelashes slowly opened, and the moist black eyes with moisture were wet and lovable.

"Hmm...!" The enlarged version of the haggard face came into his eyes, and Lin Xingyu, who had just woken up, was at a loss in his eyes.

The pale face climbed up to the red glow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the warm eyes were full of joy: "Ahem! You're awake! ”

"Am I not dead?" Lin Xingyu knew that he was asking nonsense, but he still asked.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Le Qing put away his embarrassment, scolded with a straight face, and then explained: "When you fainted, the little boy just rushed back with Zimucao, don't mention death in the future, we won't die." ”

"And how many days have I been asleep?" Lin Xingyu asked urgently.

"Today is the third day!" Le Qing got up and picked up the spoon that was placed aside, ready to use the spoon to drink medicine for her.

got an answer, Lin Xingyu was depressed.

At the moment she was unconscious, she distinctly heard the familiar sound of machinery.

Now that the three days are almost full, if she can't find a way to die, I'm afraid she will be forcibly strangled.

"Can you go out first?" After drinking the medicine obediently, Lin Xingyu said to Le Qingdao.

Le Qing gently stretched out her hand to wipe off the residual juice of the liquid at the corner of her mouth, seeing that she looked like she was eager to speak, she got up with a smile, took out the gong bucket under the bed, and put it not far from the bed, and only opened the door after doing this: "Call me when you're done." ”

Lin Xingyu's complicated eyes followed the elegant back, until it was completely covered by the vermilion wooden door, and then he slowly withdrew his gaze and stopped his gaze on the gong bucket not far away.

What a gentle, considerate, handsome and golden man!

Pity....!

Missed out!

Goodbye, Huaizhou City!

Goodbye, my... Champion Lang!