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Feng Yueli's cold expression condensed slightly.

She got up and went to the side cabinet to look for something.

In the past, for convenience, she asked those palace maids to put silver needles and some precious medicinal materials in each hall.

Where are they now?

Feng Yueli searched everywhere in the Frost and Snow Palace.

Only then did I find silver needles and medicinal herbs in a cabinet.

Seeing that Yueli was so busy, a leading palace maid came up and said, "Your Highness, do you need any help?"

Feng Yueli's white slender fingers picked up the silver needle and glanced at the palace maid: "You take a few people to bring a basin of hot water, a pot of hot water."

When the leading palace maid heard her order, she nodded slightly and went down to do something.

Yueli looked at Rong Jingchen who was lying on the collapse in pain, and her dark eyes were completely worried: "Jingchen, I'm afraid we can't call the Imperial Doctor tonight, I have learned some poison medicine before, now try to treat you, don't be afraid."

A faint smile swept over the corner of Rong Jingchen's mouth: "I'm not afraid."

At such a time, with her by his side, what is he afraid of.

Yueli took an extremely thin silver needle and pierced it on Rong Jingchen's arm.

She moved very lightly, for fear of hurting him, for fear that he would feel pain.

Rong Jingchen knew that she had done her best to not let him suffer.

He lay there silent, weak and sick.

Feng Yueli lowered her eyes with a complicated expression, and then took a burst and stuck it in the middle of his forehead.

Minute by minute.

The people in the temple were very busy.

In the second half of the night, Rong Jingchen's high fever subsided.

But he couldn't sleep.

I can't sleep until I have used up all my medicine tonight.

Because if you go to sleep, you may be gone the next day.

For the first time, Yueli felt that the long night was so long and endless.

It's as if every minute is an ordeal.

Rong Jingchen was very sleepy, very sleepy, and wanted to close his eyes.

Yueli's cold voice sounded above his head, and her voice trembled slightly: "Jingchen, don't you sleep, okay, now, the Jiang clan's power is all over the world in South China, I can't ...... I can't live without you, I still have a lot to say to you. ”

Rong Jingchen stared at her and leaned into her arms: "Li'er...... What do you have to tell me? I'm sleepy, you can talk to me tomorrow. ”

Yueli clenched her sleeves tightly, her cold fingers interlocked with Rong Jingchen's fingers, she was very helpless: "I can't live without you......"

She couldn't live without him.

She has lost so much in this world.

In the Three Realms, there is no one or anything that makes her worthy of liking and caring.

The mountains and rivers of Kyushu, there is nothing worth nostalgic, with him by his side.

She felt that there was a reason to keep her alive.

She knows that there are too many births, old age, sickness and death in the world, sickness and weakness.

She turned back one step at a time, because he was walking behind.

There are too many trials and tribulations and experiences between them.

She doesn't ask for anything now, as long as he is by her side.

Nothing could be more important than him.

Rong Jingchen chuckled, as if he had not been tortured by illness at all: "The first time I met you, I felt that you were a very cold person, it turned out that a cold person can also warm her heart, fortunately, I have warmed your heart, I will not leave you, believe me, Li'er."

Yueli's tears snapped down.

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