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Su Baitong bent down and was about to pick up the handkerchief, when he suddenly felt a chilling aroma hit.

In the faint fragrance, the blood was surging, and the aroma was cold to the bone, as if she was in the abyss of a cold pool, making her unable to breathe.

Her knees went limp. The whole body was planted.

Faintly, she seemed to hear Ling Xiaotian's voice.

"Kiriri!"

When she opened her eyes again, Ling Xiaotian was indeed in front of her, "Go and call the Imperial Doctor......

Su Baitong grabbed his sleeve, "I'm fine, I don't need to call the imperial doctor." ”

Ling Xiaotian's face turned pale, as if she was frightened like this, "What's wrong with you?" If you're not feeling well, why didn't you tell me earlier? ”

Su Baitong shook her head and wanted to stand up by herself, but then she realized that she was actually being held in Ling Xiaotian's arms.

“…… Put me down, I'm really fine. "This is in the palace, no more than in her own house, she doesn't want to complicate things.

If only the Imperial Physician had been called. I believe that it won't be long before there will be rumors in the palace that the newlywed in the Scarlet Palace's newlywed will be unwell, and if it is not good, it will affect Ling Xiaotian's errand this time.

"Sixth brother don't worry, the sixth sister-in-law should have been standing for a long time, and my flower room is not breathable, so she feels dizzy." His Royal Highness Eleventh explained, "It's better to let the sixth sister-in-law go outside and sit outside, and it will be fine to blow the wind." ”

Ten Highnesses Ling Jingxiao also rushed over. Reach out to cut Su Baitong's veins.

Ling Xiaotian knew that Ling Jingxiao had learned some medical skills from the monks in the temple, so he stared at him nervously.

Ling Jingxiao was silent for a moment and withdrew her hand, "It's okay, maybe it was really just a moment of depression just now." "Asian table tennis every death.

Ling Xiaotian was relieved at this time. But I don't want to stay any longer. So he took Su Baitong and left Concubine Ning's palace first.

The carriage of the Scarlet King's Mansion was parked outside the palace.

After Su Baitong got into the car, she crooked on the mat, although she looked as usual all the way out of the palace, but she knew in her heart that today she was in someone else's way.

She is a person who is accustomed to using incense, but she doesn't want someone to be able to restrain her with incense.

The cold aroma makes people feel cold all over the body as long as they recall it, like falling into an ice cellar.

It is useless to find a doctor for this kind of thing, and there is no clue even on the pulse, and the only way at present is to make incense with incense. Before she found a solution, she could only silently endure the discomfort caused to her by this incense.

Suddenly, the curtain of the car was lifted, and a smell of cold plum incense pills rushed into the car, and even if she closed her eyes, she could feel that someone had come to sit beside her.

"Still uncomfortable?" There seemed to be uneasiness in Ling Xiaotian's tone.

Su Baitong didn't want him to worry, so he sat up straight with his hand on the saddle, but as the carriage shook, it was shaky, which made Ling Xiaotian feel even more distressed.

"It's nothing, it's a little hot in the flower room." Su Baitong explained casually.

It was indeed much hotter inside the flower room than outside, and Ling Xiaotian also felt that the air was a little dull when he went in with Ling Jingxiao.

"When are you going to leave Beijing?" She digressed from the subject.

Ling Xiaotian reached out to touch Su Baitong's forehead, and felt that the temperature was not abnormal, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "The emperor gave me a ten-day deadline, which can be regarded as taking care of my new marriage, but the tenth brother has to take the first step, and he is in charge of military quartermasters." ”

Since ancient times, the army has not moved, and the grain and grass go first, Su Baitong still understands this truth.

Su Baitong leaned on the cushion behind him, "Why do I think Concubine Ning doesn't seem to like this errand that His Royal Highness Ten has received." ”

Ling Xiaotian said helplessly: "It's not the problem of this errand, but she doesn't want the tenth brother to have too much contact with the affairs of the DPRK and China." ”

"Why?" It is said that the more his son is valued by the emperor, as his biological mother, Concubine Ning will also be more expensive than her son, and it is too late for normal people to be happy.

“…… It's a long story. Ling Xiaotian sighed, reached out and put his hand around her shoulder, letting her lean on top of him.

"When Concubine Ning was pregnant, there was a vision in the palace at night, and Qin Tianjian once asserted that the son conceived by Concubine Ning was the reincarnation of a nobleman, but the queen's power in the harem was always strong, and she had the crown prince and the second prince by her side, King Xian, Concubine Ning was worried that the child she gave birth to would suffer from it, so she ...... She sent His Royal Highness Ten to the temple to become a monk and keep him away from danger. ”

Su Baitong leaned on his body and frowned slightly.

She always felt that things were by no means as simple as Ling Xiaotian said, if Concubine Ning was afraid that His Royal Highness Ten would encounter danger, but just now in the palace, Concubine Ning's attitude towards Ling Jingxiao was not at all like a loving mother, but like an eccentric.

"Concubine Ning likes His Highness Eleventh very much, right?" Su Baitong whispered, the corners of her forehead jumped and jumped, and her chest was churning with discomfort, as if her whole body was soaked in blood, which made her dizzy, so she tried her best to distract herself.

"The eleventh brother has not been in good health since he was a child, and after he was seriously ill once, he could no longer walk, so Concubine Ning kept him by her side, and the emperor also allowed him to stay in the palace without leaving the palace to set up another mansion...... The tenth brother actually cherishes his younger brother very much, and every time he comes back, he will bring him some gadgets outside, or secretly take him out of the palace to go around, but every time he goes back, he will be blamed by Concubine Ning, because the eleventh brother is easy to get sick, and he also took the eleventh brother on the day of our wedding, although he only went to sit for a while, but he still made him sick after going back. ”

"The illness of His Highness Eleven...... Is it hard to cure? Recalling the young man who fell into his arms in the flower room, he was very thin all over his body, but his smile was very sweet, with some childish innocence, different from Ling Jingxiao's confident smile, he was fragile like a flower carved from ice, and he could disappear at any time.

"This ......" Ling Xiaotian hesitated, "I don't know much about it, and the tenth brother doesn't like to mention it, so I don't want to ask too much......

Su Baitong's brows tightened more and more, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness suddenly rushed to his chest, all the way to his throat.

Shocked, she held back and pressed it down.

Ling Xiaotian's voice seemed to be separated from her by a layer of mist, echoing like an ethereal valley, and the big red brocade robe on his body seemed to have turned into a hideous monster, swooping towards her.

Ling Xiaotian was talking, when he suddenly noticed that her body was trembling, he lowered his head, and was surprised to see that her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her body gradually shrunk into a ball......

"Kiriri? What happened to you? He hugged her and called her by name.

But she couldn't respond to him at all, the sharp pain in her chest made it impossible for her to breathe, and she tightened her body and tightened again...... In this posture of self-defense, she tried to protect herself.

A thread of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth and dripped on the placket of her clothes, and Yin Hong's color was shocking.