Chapter 11: The Emergence of Old Diseases

After a few more rounds, he saw the sun set and shine diagonally from outside the pavilion. The afterglow of the setting sun looks warm in color, and it is also warm when it shines on people, and it is warm even when you touch it. However, a few sons were still unsatisfied and proposed to go to Jinling City for a party, but Jiang Xiaolou wanted to return.

"Why isn't Xiaolou with everyone?" Chen asked Xuan.

"Xiaolou has not finished reading "History of the Former Dynasty and the Wild", but he is about to return the book, so it is better to finish reading it today"

Chen Sui smiled, the book "History of the Former Dynasty and the Opposition" was to put it bluntly, it was already given to her, Jiang Xiaolou really didn't understand it or not, not to mention, thinking that people like her might not even finish reading the book after eight days?

Chen Sui only smiled, did not debunk it, and said: "It just so happens that I want to go back to the house, why don't we go down the mountain together?" ”

Chen Sui leaned one hand on his back and the other in front of him, his feet were light, and he looked leisurely. But Jiang Xiaolou's situation is not very good, the road down the mountain is not easy to walk, besides, Jiang Xiaolou has not walked so many roads for a long time. When I went down the steps, there was still a dull pain in the patella. So, after only a few steps, she was already sweating a lot, and her wheezing sound was getting heavier and heavier.

Chen Sui looked at Jiang Xiaolou on the side and asked, "Is Xiaolou uncomfortable?" Do you want to stop and rest? ”

Jiang Xiaolou's lips were already white at this time, she shook her hand and said, "That's it, if you don't go down the mountain at this time, the Tianhei Mountain Road is more difficult to walk, so let's finish it quickly." ”

Chen Sui still couldn't put his mind at ease, and while walking through the aisle, he paid attention to Jiang Xiaolou's situation.

Jiang Xiaolou only felt that his feet were like stepping on cotton, he couldn't use his strength, his steps were weak, and finally his feet were soft. She didn't feel the hard pain she imagined, but she fell into Chen Xuan's arms. When she heard Chen Xuan's call, she no longer had the strength to answer, her eyes went dark, and she fainted.

Chen Sui looked at Jiang Xiaolou on the couch and thought about what he had just said to the doctor:

"Childe was tortured inhumanly when he was a child, and he fell into a cold disease, and it was a great luck to be able to pick up a life, and today he walked more, and his body couldn't stand it for a while before he fainted."

"Is there a cure?"

"It's the first time I've encountered such a severe cold disease for many years, but I do know who will cure it."

"Who?"

"The Crane of the Doctor King"

"Where is this man now?"

"Living in the deep palace, without the will of the Holy Lord, Wang He will not heal others"

"And this son's cold disease has been a long time, if this cold disease can't be cured, I'm afraid he won't live for twenty."

"If you are well cured, you can only survive, and you are not a long-lived master"

Chen Sui looked at Jiang Xiaolou lying calmly on the couch, thinking that Fang was still standing in front of him, and he was about to fall like a meteorite in half a year, and before it rose, it had fallen. It's not that he doesn't want to save her, he was just using Jiang Xiaolou, he approached her, but he just wanted to spread the habit of breaking his sleeves, so that everyone in the world mistakenly thought that he liked men, so as to shirk his marriage with Princess Anguo. Moreover, he and she have only met three times, and today they are only four. He wanted to beg the amateur he had seen all over the world, and he couldn't convince himself.

He had vowed never to speak to the man again.

The huge room, lit with only a small lamp, can only illuminate a small world, and everything in the house is hidden in the dark. Even Chen Xuan's own face was flickering, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, so he sighed.

The next day, before the sky was bright, Miyagi's rider rode all the way from the small gate to the Kokugong Mansion.