Chapter 32: A Different She

Ye Feiyan was secretly angry with herself, when she held Jun Lan's hand just now, she checked his pulse, Jun Lan's pulse was disordered, and there seemed to be a surging blood qi rampaging through his internal organs, which might not have been so turbulent, but was provoked by his own punch, which accelerated the degree of its surge.

She couldn't tell her mood at the moment, why Junlan didn't use internal force, at this time she already knew that the pain, sourness, astringency, couldn't tell the reason, but these feelings of blending together made her at a loss.

Jun Lan smiled bitterly and nodded slightly.

"Mr. Zhao, you go and grab the cloth bag over there, remember to be lighter."

Ye Feiyan walked forward with Jun Lan in her arms and instructed General Zhao who was still stunned there.

Mr. Zhao looked at Ye Feiyan who was walking forward with Jun Lan in his arms, it turned out that the princess knew that the princess was in pain, and he thought that the princess didn't know anything.

Mr. Zhao searched in the direction that Ye Feiyan's eyes were pointing just now, gently picked up the burden on the ground, and walked a few steps quickly to catch up with the two people in front.

Ye Feiyan helped Jun Lan to sit on the chair, pulled over a chair herself, put Jun Lan's arm on the table, and carefully checked her pulse.

Seeing Mr. Zhao who walked in, Ye Feiyan didn't reply, "Mr. Zhao, put the cloth bag at my feet, and then you go and bring the supper here, if there is porridge, remember to add some brown sugar and boil it again, the sooner the better." ”

Mr. Zhao felt the solemnity in Ye Feiyan's tone, so he walked over, gently put the cloth bag at Ye Feiyan's feet, answered yes, and walked out.

Ye Feiyan put Jun Lan's left hand and then his right hand, his brows furrowed more and more, it seems that his judgment last time was still very different, Jun Lan should have more than that poison in his body, there should be at least one poison that is more domineering than that, maybe if he doesn't get it right, he will die at any time.

Jun Lan looked at Ye Feiyan who had a serious face and took his pulse seriously, a picturesque face, at the moment she was serious and her small lips were tightly pursed, giving people a feeling that no one should enter, so she seemed to have become another person, not like her when she negotiated with him, not like her who glared at him angrily after being annoyed by him, nor like her when she fought him because she was angry, let alone the delicate and beautiful her he saw in Yundu.

At this time, he had forgotten the pain in his internal organs, and quietly looked at Ye Feiyan in front of him, motionless, and tried to make his breathing light and shallow, for fear that he would startle the person in front of him if he was silent.

Ye Feiyan finished taking the pulse, stood up, walked to the door, and instructed the maid waiting at the door: "Go and prepare hot water, the prince needs to bathe." ”

The maid at the door saw the princess who suddenly appeared, and her heart had been uneasy, Zhao Zongbing was about to leave, but he ordered, and the princess's instructions should be followed, at this time I heard the princess's order, and I didn't have time to recall the beautiful voice, so I answered the sound and hurriedly went to prepare hot water.

Ye Feiyan returned to the house, and Jun Lan, who was looking at her without blinking, walked straight behind him, "Please stand up first." ”

Jun Lan stood up obediently, although she couldn't see Ye Feiyan's eyebrows, but she could imagine her stiff little face.

Ye Feiyan moved the chair away, moved a stool from elsewhere, and put it in the original chair position, "Sit down!" ”

Jun Lan sat down as he said, although Ye Feiyan's tone was very unkind, but Jun Lan was willing.

Ye Feiyan began to massage several acupoints on Jun Lan's back with the palm of her hand, "If you don't want to live, don't pull me." ”

Ye Feiyan's movements were sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and Jun Lan felt that his internal organs, which had been displaced due to pain, slowly returned to their places.