I don't know if it was because she was frightened by Qiger last time, or because she finally couldn't hold on after so many days of fatigue, Qiao Mei started a high fever early one morning.

The worship was the first to be discovered, and no matter how she shouted, the girl's curtain never moved.

Only then did she realize that something was wrong, and when she lifted the curtain, she saw that Qiao Mei's cheeks were red, her willow eyebrows were frowning, and even her lips were abnormally white, and she panicked.

When she found Dunzhu to explain the reason, Dunzhu frowned a little embarrassed, she explained, "Two days ago, it was the medical workers of the prince who treated you, but yesterday he took all the medical workers in the city to treat the injured migrant workers who repaired the dam......"

Dunzhu also said, "In Longel, doctors, workers and shamans are rare, and people who have no money cannot afford to get sick at all. ”

She was about to cry when she said the worship, and she knelt down directly, "Miss Dunzhu, I beg you, my girl...... She is already in a daze, you can take me to meet Ji Gongzi! ”

Her words were upside down, and she was also anxious about Dunzhu, but these two girls were ordered by the king to treat them well.

Dunzhu helped her up soothingly, "Don't worry, girl, I'll go and report to my son now." ”

With that, she hurried away.

There was a humming sound from Qiao Mei in the room, and he didn't care about wiping away the tears from his eyes, so he hurriedly lifted the bamboo curtain and went in.

Qiao Mei only felt uncomfortable at this time, as if there was a ball of fire stuffed in his chest, burning non-stop.

Sensing the approaching figure around her, she struggled to open her eyes, met with anxious eyes.

"Girl...... You don't want to die ......"

She sobbed and choked, as if Qiao Mei really couldn't do it.

Qiao Mei listened in a daze, her brain hurt by her noise, but she was afraid that she would faint directly from crying, so she tried her best to smile.

"It's okay......"

As soon as she said this, she felt a wave of dizziness coming from the back of her head, and then there was endless darkness in front of her.

……

She dreamed of the Qi Medal in her previous life again.

To be precise, it was the man she had met in the carriage that day.

Just like the dream of King Qin the night before he forced the palace, he was still a tall and thin figure, and the purple clothes were on him, which was indescribably good-looking, and even the pedestrians on the road couldn't help but look at him.

Qiao Mei lifted the smooth curtain, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at him, looking at his fingers pinching the umbrella bones, white and slender, with distinct joints.

In her ears was the sound of several sisters chattering, she thought they were noisy, and turned back with her hand on the curtain to reprimand them, but she was teased again.

It was Qiao Hui who spoke, her eyes were still soft and clear, and she smiled when she touched the fan, "Fourth sister, didn't you fall in love with which good Langjun?" Seeing such energy, a few of us called you a few times and ignored it! ”

Qiao Mei was suddenly exposed by her crooked beating, and she couldn't help but blush in her ears, and she stared at her big eyes, but she didn't say them as pampered as in the house.

It's rare to see her suffer, and several sisters are giggling with their mouths covered.

When she turned around to look again, she found that the person holding the umbrella was long gone.

Stop it! Stop it!

Qiao Mei's heart was panicked for a while, and only these words echoed repeatedly in her head, and she couldn't help blurting out, "Stop!" Stop it! ”

Her face was ugly, and her tone was even more impulsive than ever, and several girls in the carriage were stunned.

Although she didn't understand Qiao Mei's intentions, Qiao Hui still pulled the maid in front of her and asked her to poke her head out to ask the coachman to stop.

But soon, the youngest Qiao Yu opened his mouth first, "Fourth sister!" Why are you crying? ”

As soon as she said this, several girls all looked at Qiao Mei in unison.

Cry?

Unconsciously she raised her hand and touched her cheeks, which were wet.

Qiao Mei shook her head vigorously at the worried eyes of the sisters, and the voice hovered in her head without stopping, and she finally shouted out in a dumb voice.

"Parking—"

As her voice fell, the wheeling of the carriage finally stopped.

Everyone only saw Qiao Mei ignoring the drizzle outside, so they got out of the carriage with a slump.

With red eyes, she stumbled back, looking at the other side in a panic, as if looking for something.

Behind her, the maidservant and the mother-in-law followed a bunch, for fear that she would touch it, such a big battle, passers-by looked back.

They were exclaiming, who is this beautiful little lady, why is she crazy......

Before he finished his teasing words, he saw the little girl not far away suddenly stop and looked at the person in front of her in a daze.

Following her gaze, there was a young man in a purple brocade robe standing in front of him, although he was holding a jade bone oil paper umbrella in his hand, covering his vision, but looking at his straight posture, he looked like a handsome jade-faced young man.

Everyone held their breath, and saw the umbrella raised slightly, revealing the true face of the young man.

Their hearts were also put down peacefully, and they were really a bandit gentleman who was like a cut, a discussion, and a grind.

But the little girl's tears fell cracklingly, Xie Huaijin twisted his eyebrows slightly, looked at her with red eyes, and said softly.

"It's you."

……

When Qiao Mei's consciousness was awake again, it was late at night. But when she woke up, she only looked at the emerald curtain above her head.

There was nothing else unspeakable, but she was really weak, her throat was still hoarse and painful, and she couldn't speak.

Yes, though the wet silk on her forehead was cold; Although she was really hungry and panicked; Although she fell asleep on the edge of the bed, there was nothing she could do to make herself feel better......

Just as she counted the beads on her account, and had counted to one hundred and sixty-three, the head of the worship was tilted, and her whole body came to her senses.

Seeing that Qiao Mei had opened her eyes, she couldn't hide the joy in her eyes, and she rushed to Qiao Mei happily, "Girl, girl, you are finally awake!" Where is the discomfort in the body? ”

Qiao Mei stared at her and slowly moved his head.

"Oh, oh!" Bai Qing hurriedly took off the towel that was still wet on her forehead, and carefully helped Qiao Mei up.

After feeding his own girl and drinking a glass of warm water, Bai Qing couldn't help but chirp, "Girl, you don't know, you have a high fever and have slept for almost a whole day...... The slave is really in a hurry......"

The water swallowed her throat, Qiao Mei felt that she was alive, her voice was still a little hoarse, "Excuse me, but what is there to eat, your girl is about to starve to death......"

Her voice was still full of resentment.

Nodding his head again and again, "Yes, there are some, the slave and maid will go and serve them for the girl." ”

With that, she walked away like a gust of wind.

Pinching the tea cup in her hand, she felt the pain of her fingertips being clenched by herself, and she really felt it.

That's not just a dream.

Like Qingqing to me, please pay attention to fantasy + novel; Net W W w. 7w X 。 or g