"November 18......" the young man muttered blankly, his dry lips as white as paper, "Is the national teacher already dead?" So fast......"

What the hell is going on over there in Great Xia?

The national teacher who is in retreat should not come out until the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and there are not many high-ranking dead soldiers in the priest's hall, and it is impossible for ordinary people to break in under these defenses.

However, why did he sense the death of the national teacher, and even the Gu worms in his body were screaming uneasily?

It's only November 18...... There is still more than a month before the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and the Great Xia ...... What the hell is going on?

The young man's expression was stiff and pale, his lips squirming as if he had lost his mind, and his eyes were not focused.

Nan Mohao squatted in front of him and said in a deep voice: "How do you feel now?" ”

A cold voice sounded in his ears, and the young man suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at Nan Mohao blankly: "When will Your Majesty come back?" ”

Nan Mohao frowned.

Duguxi lowered his eyes and shook his head, with deep sadness in his gloomy voice: "I may not be able to wait for Your Majesty to come back." ”

The Gu worm sensed the death of its master, and was now restless and restless in its body.

Relying on medication to appease you won't last long.

The boy got up from the ground, his body staggered slightly, and Qiu Yan helped him in time to keep him from falling.

"Prince Dugu, are you okay?" When Qiu Yan saw him like this, she was also a little unbearable, "Do you want to find a doctor to take a look?" ”

Duguxi shook his head slowly: "No, thank you, Sister Qiuyan." ”

Raising his feet and walking to the side of the brocade couch, he sat down weakly, leaned on the brocade couch, lowered his head, pale face, bitten lips, and was silent as a little beast that was about to be seriously injured and dying.

Qiu Yan had a strange feeling in her heart, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say.

I always felt that this was also a poor child.

Although he came with a purpose at first, he didn't do anything excessive after that, and he talked about it...... is only sixteen years old, and when the sons of the powerful families are sixteen years old, which one is not pampered by his father and mother in the palm of his hand?

Nan Mohao looked at him silently for a while, then turned his head to look at Qiu Yan: "Take good care of it." ”

Qiu Yan curts: "Yes." ”

Nan Mohao didn't have time to stay here for a long time, he still had a lot of things to do, so he left quickly.

Qiu Yan stood quietly for a moment, and couldn't help but speak: "Prince Dugu, is there anything else unwell in your body?" ”

Duguxi raised his head, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a little pale smile: "Sister Qiu Yan, Your Majesty...... If only Your Majesty had come back sooner. ”

He wanted to see her again before he died, even if it was only for a couple of words, and to say it to her personally...... Say a word......

Say yes to her.

Let her know what he wants.

He grew so big that he never liked someone.

His father, his master, his mother, his brothers, and those who titular relatives...... There has never been anyone who has made him so fond of it.

Qiu Yan was stunned.

At this moment, she only felt that the boy's smile made people want to cry.

"It's just ......" the young man lowered his eyes and reached out to caress his heart, "I'm just afraid I won't be able to wait......"

When the national teacher died, these uncontrollable Gu worms would attack more and more ferociously each time, and the medicine left by Zixi could not be appeased three times......

He is not far from death.

"Actually, I'm afraid of pain, especially ......," the boy's voice was as low as a mosquito's chirp, as if he was whispering, "but I...... I can bear it, if I can hold on until His Majesty returns...... How good? ”