t The master bedroom is almost there.

Emperor Yetong's good-looking thin lips pursed into a cold arc, and his steps couldn't help but be slow.

It's just that when the door was opened, the knuckled fingers couldn't help but pause.

It smells so strong......

Although the door panel blocked most of the smells, the Emperor Night Pupil still smelled it for the first time, and he had a natural sensitivity to the smell of blood, which represented the breath of death.

I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.

The golden pupils of the Emperor Night shrank suddenly, and the door opened suddenly.

The curtains were all drawn.

The room was pitch black.

The petite figure huddled in a dark corner, almost melted in.

"Qianli ......?"

Emperor Yetong's beautiful voice was a little inexplicably nervous.

No one replied.

Emperor Night Hitomi turned on the light directly.

A blinding light filled the room—

Qianli fell to the ground groggily, her slender fingers clenching the dagger, and there was no blood on her delicate and pale little face.

Suddenly.

Emperor Night's face became extremely ugly.

"Bang ——!"

Brown sugar water falls to the ground.

The porcelain bowl made a crisp sound.

Emperor Ye Tong rushed up in three steps and two steps, and his big hand directly fished Qianli in his arms, and his fingers were as hot as fire.

Damn it.

Why is her body so hot?

Did she fall to the floor and sleep all night?

What the hell was she trying to do with the dagger?

Why is the smell of blood on her body so strong?

All kinds of questions filled the mind of the emperor's night, he only felt that he had never been so flustered, forced himself to calm down, and put her on the bed with trembling hands, and covered her with the quilt.

But the moment he walked out of the bedroom, he roared in a low voice, "Doctor, call the doctor!" ”

The servants were working, sweeping the floor, cleaning the glass, but listening to Di Shao's sudden yell, they all froze in place, not understanding why he lost his temper early in the morning.

The cold air on his body is terrifying......

Yang Long heard the sound.

After looking at Qianli, who was flushed on the bed, his face changed instantly, "I'll call right away." ”

Emperor Ye walked into the room with a gloomy expression, stretched out his hand and probed Qianli's forehead again, it was only a few minutes, but he had the illusion that her temperature was deep and high.

Such a hot temperature......

Isn't it 40 degrees?

This damn woman, don't you know if she's not feeling well?

If no one comes in to take a look, then he can prepare the coffin tomorrow, so she is determined to kill him, right?!

Emperor Ye Tong saw that the color of her pupils was about to change, and she was angry and distressed.

She never let him worry.

The maid took a basin of cold water and took a clean towel in her hand, "Emperor Shao, shall I put a compress on Miss Qianli's forehead first?" ”

As she spoke, she dipped the towel in the water.

Who knows.

Emperor Yetong rolled up his sleeves with a gloomy expression, "I'll come." ”

He twisted a towel and wiped her face first, and then put it on Qianli's forehead, and his movements became much gentler.

At this time.

Yang Long hurriedly walked in, "Emperor Shao, it's not good. ”

Emperor Night Hitomi frowned.

He just repeated again, "Doctor? ”

Yang Long said with some concern, "The storm has been falling all night, the highway is very blocked, and the private doctor said that I am afraid I will not be able to come today......"

As soon as the words fell.

Emperor Ye Tong stood up from his seat with a "rub".

His gaze was like a sharp blade, "Call him and tell him that he will die in less than half an hour." ”