Lan Tiantian smiled lightly, supported his head with one hand and said, "Right now, you are saying that, in the future, when I am older, you may change your mind when I become a yellow-faced woman, right?" ”

"Nonsense." Jing Ye hugged Lan Tian in his arms and said: "I'm working so hard now, I'm afraid that by the time you become a yellow-faced woman, I will already become a white-haired husband, you didn't dislike me at that time, I have to thank God." ”

He said this a little exaggeratedly, Lan Tiantian frowned slightly, and then twisted his arm lightly and said: "You are talking nonsense, as if you can't hold on to those official duties now, this is not like what you will say." ”

Jing Ye sighed softly, hugged Lan Tian tightly, and said, "Maybe I'm really tired!" ”

He rarely said such emotional words, Lan Tian couldn't help but be secretly shocked when he heard it, but he said without skin and face: "So Tian Tian, you see that I am working so hard, how are you on it tonight?" ”

He was a little clueless when he said this, Lan Tian realized for a long time before she understood what he meant, she couldn't help but blush, she was just twisting Jing Ye's hand lightly, but now it became heavily twisted.

Jing Ye screamed in pain, and then laughed again.

After Ling Luo returned to the palace, he went to see Jing Ye first, and he said softly: "Ning Qianmo's illness was temporarily suppressed by a needle before, and it was not eradicated, but now looking at this situation, I am afraid that his illness will recur again, and it will be difficult to suppress it." I thought he would live for another two years, but he was so tired these days that he couldn't suppress it in less than a year, and I didn't know what to do with this situation. ”

Jing Ye knew that Jiang Liancheng, who was not in the mansion before, came to the palace to ask Ling Luo to treat Ning Qianmo, and he asked, "If it is just temporarily suppressed, how long can he live?" ”

"It won't be more than three months." Ling Luo replied.

Jing Ye pondered slightly and then asked, "What if you treat it with your heart?" How sure are you that it can be cured? ”

"He can't be cured." Ling Luo sighed: "When he was in Shaocheng before, he used ice to suppress the hot gas on his body, and those hot gases originally accumulated in his internal organs and could not be dispersed, and then the cold qi went in, plus his original health was not good, and there was originally some cold poison in his body, and after that time, all the cold poison in his body was hooked out." Although the cold poison in his body was not too heavy earlier, after the heat and cold, those heat and cold and the cold poison in his body dissolved into one, and they all became cold poison, and such cold poison is incurable. Even if I were to be around him, he would only live a few more years. ”

Jing Ye's eyes deepened, but Ling Luo said again: "Hasn't the prince always hated Ning Qianmo?" Why did you still have the intention of saving Ning Qianmo's life this time? ”

Jing Ye didn't answer and asked, "You said that his body had cold poison before?" ”

"Yes." Ling Luo replied: "And this poison is not an ordinary cold poison, it is not overbearing, but it will hurt people at all." ”

Jing Ye sat there still, his eyes fixed on one place, and he didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

Ling Luo glanced at him and asked, "Lord Wang, is there anything wrong with this?" ”

When he saw Jing Ye's appearance, he felt a little contradictory in his heart, so he asked this question.