Chapter Ninety-Eight: She Has No More Years

Nan Shiyan stretched out his hand and rubbed Su Yunran's head, his eyes like stars were full of pampering, and he smiled warmly.

The storm cleared, and after a moment of silence, there was a lot of discussion.

The queen was the first to react, her face was calm, and she quickly stopped everyone immediately, ordered her subordinates to clean up the hall, hurriedly finished the matter of the cassia beast, and said a few polite words, and let everyone go back to rest.

Su Yunran looked at the queen secretly, her eyes were deep,

The queen is a demeanor, calm and unflustered.

Delicate makeup, extremely glamorous, without the slightest trace of aging. A pair of enchanting eyes carry the tenderness of a woman, as well as a bit of majestic momentum.

The plump and bright red lips are like the scorching red glow on the edge of the sky, and like the remnants of blood on the edge of the cliff.

One thought ecstasy, one thought is fierce.

It seems that it is not simple.

Su Yunran also went back to the room directly and fell into a coma, with Su Yunshu staying aside. As for Su Yunhua, he was dragged away by Xiao Kongye when he left the palace gate a long time ago.

***

In the bamboo forest, Mo Qingchen quietly watched everyone disperse, and Rumo's eyes were solemn.

After a while, Wuchen and Wuze appeared, both of them lowered their heads and looked depressed: "Master, my subordinates have lost it." ”

"Lost?" Mo Qingchen frowned, with shock in his tone.

can make Wuchen and Wuze join forces and lose it, it seems to be a difficult character to deal with.

"That night, she seemed to appear outside Miss Seven's room, but her subordinates couldn't feel her breath for a while."

Mo Qingchen's eyebrows froze, and he sighed secretly, and then said lightly: "Got it, you guys go down." ”

Wuchen and Wuze answered, and disappeared.

***

Flowers are full of trees, a gust of wind rises, and the petals flutter and fall, drawing a light and graceful arc in the air.

Xiao Kongye is still smiling gracefully, and the peach blossom eyes are blurry, with an intoxicating halo.

Su Yunhua was dressed in green, his heroic eyebrows and eyes were light, looking at such a Xiao Sky Night, he was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Thank you King Jing for speaking for Xiao Ran today." ”

Xiao Kongye shook the folding fan, and his voice was evil and low, "It's okay, if this king doesn't say those words, your little seventh sister will also have a way to make those women speechless." ”

Su Yunhua said: "No matter what, thank you to the prince." ”

Xiao Kongye laughed, closed the folding fan in his hand, picked up Su Yun's delicate chin, leaned closer to her, and whispered in her ear: "Painting······ Do you really want to thank this king? ”

The scorching breath sprayed on his ears and neck, and a suspicious flush spread, and in front of him was Xiao Kongye's extremely charming handsome face, with deep waves in his peach blossom eyes.

The bright red brocade almost enveloped her, hot and hot.

Su Yunhua's heart jumped, and he faintly felt that this large area of fiery red seemed to have a scorching temperature, and if he didn't pay attention, he would burn people.

It will never heal.

***

Because of the cassia beast, the queen ordered that everyone should not trespass into the remote place of the Jade Temple without permission, and the atmosphere was also a lot lower.

Since Su Yunran returned to the room, he began to fall into a coma, started a fever, breathed slightly, and was extremely weak.

All the imperial doctors who accompanied him came to diagnose Su Yun's pulse, and the last one shook his head, his face was ugly, and he was sorry.

"Niangniang, Miss Seven's body is already weak, so she can't be injured, this injury is too serious for Miss Seven, so ······"

The queen frowned, pursed her bright red lips, and asked, "So what?" ”

"It's a lot of bad luck." The imperial doctor sighed, his voice full of vicissitudes and helplessness, expressing helplessness.

"Miss Seven's meridians are seriously damaged, with all due respect, I'm afraid I'm ······" The other also spoke, paused, and continued, "It's not a few years. ”

Su Yunhua's body shook for a moment, and he was supported by Qin Lan, He Huanting and Ruan Bingxin, his voice trembled, and his eyes were red, "What did you say······ Is it true? ”

The imperial doctor glanced at Su Yun's painting, a little unbearable, but still nodded, "It's true." ”

"Impossible!" Su Yunhua shook his head, very incredulous, "Xiao Ran is still so small, how is it possible." ”

"Cloud painting, calm down." He Huanting pinched Su Yunhua's arm, "There will be a way, calm down." ”

"Cloud Dye will be fine, Cloud Painting." Ruan Bingxin spoke softly, with inexplicable firmness.

Yun Ran is Yan Gongzi's younger sister, Yan Gongzi is so powerful, and he spoils Yun Ran so much, how can he bear to watch Yun Ran only live for a few years?

So, Yun Dye will definitely be fine.

At this time, the remaining few imperial doctors also came out and shook their heads, still coming to the same conclusion.

The queen showed a sad expression and comforted Su Yunhua, her eyes were deep, and she couldn't see her emotions.

In the room, Nan Shiyan fed Su Yunran a pill again and stayed aside.

Su Yunshu folded Su Yunran's quilt, looked at Nan Shiyan, and asked, "Young Master Yan, when will Xiao Ran wake up?" ”

Nan Shiyan took a sip of tea and replied, "Tomorrow will be fine." ”

Su Yunshu nodded, breathing a sigh of relief, and then became nervous again, "What you said just now ······ Is it true? ”

Nan Shiyan paused, was quiet for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at Su Yunshu.