Chapter 687 Woman Disguised as a Man: My Imperial Uncle is a Ghost (1o7)

The old medic had a strange look on his face.

"This ...... His Royal Highness the Seventh is indeed infected with the wind cold, but, but ......"

"But what?"

Ye Nanfeng saw that he was spitting endlessly, and he was worried about the child's condition, so he directly raised his hand and pinched his neck, and the military doctor leaned against the wall.

"If you have anything to say, she has a terrible fever and must take medicine quickly."

The old military doctor was so frightened by him that he didn't dare to move all of a sudden, and he was there like a wooden stick, only his mouth was opening and closing, "You, don't be impulsive...... The old man meant that His Royal Highness the Seventh had some other problems besides the wind and cold......"

The man raised an eyebrow, "What's the problem?" ”

The military doctor looked embarrassed, "Her Royal Highness Seven, she, she ...... It seems that there is still a menstrual period, and the body is a little weak......"

Who would have thought that the Seventh Prince of Dayan would be a woman?

The old medic rubbed his eyes, thinking that he might not have woken up yet.

Ye Nanfeng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

"Then, why don't you go and prescribe a prescription to boil medicine!"

"Yes, yes, let's go, let's go......"

The old medic ran out in a puff of smoke, and the night south wind stood there, his ears a little red.

After some tossing and feeding Bai Zhen with the medicine, it was already the second half of the night and it was almost dawn.

After seeing the doctor, the old military doctor thought that he could go, and he didn't even go out of the door, and a long sword was put on his neck, "The matter of the Seventh Highness, if you dare to say a word, it will kill you." ”

The old military doctor was already old, and he originally planned to finish these battles, so he would go back to enjoy his old age, and naturally he was unwilling to take care of himself.

So he nodded like garlic, "The old man understands, understands." ”

Ye Nanfeng withdrew his sword and sat back on the edge of the bed to take care of Bai Zhen.

And Bai Zhen, who was asleep, felt that her body was cold and hot, dizzy, and her body was so tired that she couldn't wake up.

In a blur of consciousness, it was as if I heard someone talking, but I couldn't hear what they were saying.

After some time, she felt a touch of coldness on her cheeks, which was very comfortable, and she couldn't help but rub it gently.

Later, she fell asleep.

In my sleep, many people's faces kept flashing in front of my eyes, and the memories of such a plane were slowly playing like a silent movie.

Xiao Ling, Yuan Li, Su Jin, Ye Yinchen, Xun Feng, Tao Yao, Luo Mo, Ye Nanfeng......

Their figures overlapped each other, and the last thing that emerged was Jiu Yuan's face.

In the dream, she gritted her teeth and burned her with the Nine Ghost Fox Fire, but he just stood there with his hands in his hands, his face was cold, and his ice blue eyes were calm, like an endless sea floor, deep and mysterious.

He opened his lips, and the texture of his voice was like a top-notch guqin, and even the aftersound was intriguing.

"Zhenzhen, you actually forgot about me." He said.

She frowned puzzled, and wanted to ask.

His white robe, however, was dyed with a dazzling red, and it spread quickly from his heart.

Drops of blood fell to the ground as they ran between his fingers.

"Let's ...... away"

Bai Zhen opened her eyes suddenly, sat up, and a layer of cold sweat covered her forehead, obviously frightened.

Her heart was pounding, and she eased up for a moment before she looked up and found herself in the room.

There was a dull pain in her lower abdomen, and she wrinkled her little face uncomfortably, thinking about the dream she had just had.

What do you mean?

What did she make forget about him?

Didn't she know Jiuyuan before?