There was a sweet taste on her lips, Su Jinyu reached out and held the teacup and poured all the tea into her mouth, and there was a lot of tea on the corner of her mouth, soaking her collar.

Ling Yun looked at her like this, and wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth for her in distress.

After a while, Su Jinyu slowly opened her eyes, and countless candles were lit in the bright hall, illuminating the place as if it were daytime. Before she could realize where she was, she blurted out and shouted, "Star slave, is that you?" When she turned to lie on the edge of the bed, her eyes widened in astonishment.

Ling Yun stood not far from her, and the dragon couch that belonged to him was actually lying under him, but this was the dormitory. She panicked, reached out and lifted the futon and stepped off the bed.

"See the emperor's ......" The disheveled clothes didn't have time to take care of it, she prostrate on the ground and kowtowed, her eyes glancing at Ling Yun's boots in horror.

The memories that had been erased for the time being were also pieced together little by little, and she remembered that she had fainted in this dormitory, and at that time she had heard Ling Yun's anxious call, and she didn't remember it after that.

But she never expected her to be here. It was still up to him to take care of herself who was sick, Su Jinyu almost pressed her cheeks against the cold ground, and the biting chill reminded her to cheer up at any time.

Ling Yun retracted his gaze, turned around and saw Su Jinyu making this big gift. His brows furrowed slightly, and he complained, "Girl, it's only you and me here, who is this gift for?" ”

Every time they met, she would kneel. Every time she was alone, she couldn't let go of her defenses. Why did he become so between him and her? Ling Yun had been thinking about this question just now, and he couldn't figure it out.

If this excessive pity caused her to become the target of the palace, then is his excessive indifference good to her? Ling Yun sneered at himself in his heart, since he gave her the best of everything, how could he easily take it back?

Just like the love thirteen years ago, he can waste half of his life's energy for that love that has no ending, and even this silver hair is not hesitating. If he could be recovered, there would be no more of him in this world.

Su Jinyu still knelt on the ground, even if Ling Yun spoke to her so politely.

Collecting the nostalgia for the past in his eyes, Ling Yun leaned down and reached out to hold Su Jinyu's arms and slowly stood up, he gently scraped the tip of her nose with his index finger, "Just sleep here today, I won't bother you." ”

"Your Majesty...... It's the slave who bothers you. She hung her head, and there was something she couldn't say. Before she passed out, she couldn't say anything, and she still didn't dare to say it now.

In front of him, his 'I'm sorry' was so small. As an emperor, how could he care about this sentence so easily.

"You still have a fever, I don't worry about letting those palace people take care of you. Lie down and rest, I still have a lot of notes that I haven't reviewed, don't let me worry, okay? ”

Ling Yun helped her body and walked to the bed, and after repositioning Su Jinyu, he got up and walked to the table, and flipped through the folds that had already been approved.

Maybe in this way, she will willingly stay in the Yonghe Temple. He set his eyes on her, and there was a smell of déjà vu that always attracted him.

Su Jinyu was still sleepy, although her head was a little dizzy, she still tried to open her eyes wide, looking around.