Pear Ling felt that her mind was chaotic, she couldn't see or hear anything, only the bursts of cold wrapped around her body, tearing at the flesh and bones on her body, as if the next moment, she would be frozen to death, she felt the wind whistling in her ears, blowing so that her ears were almost cut off, Pear Ling covered her ears with her hands, her brows were tightly locked, where was she? Is it already in hell? Is it because she is so unfilial that she has already gone to hell? Is it because she has done too many sins that she should be punished like this? Let her still suffer such a bitter cold in this hell?

Pear Ling wanted to cry very much, but she couldn't cry at all, she had to cover her ears tightly and squatted on the ground, shrunk into a ball, trying to resist the cold, but she no longer felt the cold, but the heat like the scorching heat, so that Pear Ling couldn't help but pull the clothes on her body, she felt like she was being roasted by fire, every inch of her skin was burning, her heart felt extremely hot, and the whole person was confused.

However, some people appeared in Liling's mind, there were flower silhouettes, as well as Dong Qilin, Gu Minghe, Dong Qirui, Qiu Qi......

But those people were far away from her, Pear Ling stretched out her hand to grab them, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, there was no clothes of those people, only a bone-eating heat, and she wanted to open her mouth to call them, but found that she couldn't open her mouth at all, Pear Ling felt that she was about to be burned by this fire, but she still couldn't see anything, and Pear Ling felt that she was going crazy.

On the other side, Nan Fei looked at the pear girl sadly, she could feel the cold and hot of the pear girl, grabbing the quilt for a while, and lifting the quilt for a while, so repeatedly, the imperial doctor was helpless, and only said that it was fate.

And Liling has been in a coma for several days, and now it's winter, perhaps, she can't get through it.

Nan Fei looked at the pear on the hospital bed, and had an indescribable feeling in her heart, this master was born with a beautiful appearance, and he was also smart and clever, but there were some things that he couldn't see clearly, besides, it was because he was too smart that he attracted such a disaster, Nan Fei couldn't say that he had any feelings for this master who had been with him for less than a year, but he had some sympathy and indescribable regrets.

"How's it going?" A voice came suddenly.

"It's still the same." Nan Fei saw that it was Wan Zhaoyi, and she was not polite, so she replied directly, these days are all Wan Zhaoyi up and down, otherwise I don't know what kind of scene it will be, I think Nan Fei also feels strange, when this Wan Zhaoyi just entered the palace, Li Ling has already moved to Mo Shang Palace, and is not very friendly to Wan Zhaoyi, why is Wan Zhaoyi willing to help this Xi Zhaoyuan who has an unknown future, and even an unknown life and death? Is it just because she thinks Xi Zhaoyuan will have the same interests as her? Obviously, Nan Fei is not convinced.

"I'm afraid her situation is not very good, but in the past few days, the emperor has been staying in Chengqian Palace except for the early dynasty, and no one has been seen except for King Nan'an, and that generation of Chongyuan has been there several times, but they have been blocked out." Wan Zhaoyi looked at the pear on the bed, and thought about the emperor's strangeness, and her face was very anxious.

"What about now!" Nan Fei sighed, could it be that this Xi Zhaoyuan really didn't have this blessing? He died less than a year after entering the palace.

"I heard that this morning, Prime Minister Pear asked to see his daughter in the court, but was rejected by the emperor on the grounds that Xi Zhaoyuan was sick and could not see outsiders." Wan Zhaoyi remembered the news she got today.

Nan Fei bowed her head and didn't say anything more.

Pear Ling was so sick in a mess, she had been in a coma, and she had one dream after another, dreaming that she was playing with Qiu Qi in the small courtyard of Lifu when she was a child, and the flower silhouette was watching from the side, with a soft smile on her face, but the scene changed, and it became a flower silhouette lying on the ground covered in blood, and she couldn't even say the last sentence to her, and then she saw herself standing there in a daze, not crying or making trouble, her heart was already dead, and at that time, Dong Qilin's warm embrace, in a blink of an eye, It was the picture of Gu Minghe who had to marry Li Manrou because of himself, and the cold look in Dong Qilin's eyes when he proposed to move out of Liangchen Palace in the end, he said: "Since you asked to move out, I have no reason to disagree, you can do it yourself." That was the last time she and Dong Qilin spoke, and it was also the last time they met, and in the end, it was Li Ling who was scolded by Dai Chongyuan outside the Chengqian Palace, thinking that the door to the study would be opened for herself, but after all, the door did not make any sound, and then it fell into darkness, as if there was no daylight.

Ri Ling didn't know how long she had been in the dark, it seemed like a long time, it seemed like only a few hours, she only knew that when she woke up, she was not in a familiar place.

When she woke up, she found that the place she was in was not the place she was usually familiar with, not the Moshang Palace, and not the Liangchen Palace.

What catches my eye is a not very gorgeous house, just the kind of very ordinary house, just like her house in Lifu, nothing special, no, this house is special, because this is not a common house, a house made of bamboo, it is also a bamboo house, no wonder there is a little smell of bamboo in the nose, but where is this place? Is she dead?

Pear Ling got up with confusion, but she couldn't get up, because she wanted to get up and pulled her body, there was some pain, but it was these pains that made Pear Ling feel that she was not dead, she was still alive, this cognition, so that Pear Ling didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy.

The door of the bamboo house suddenly opened, and the pear girl subconsciously looked towards the place where the voice came from, but she was directly stunned, and even her eyes were a little stunned, and the pear girl kept looking at the person intently.

The man walked into the curtain, he was wearing some ordinary clothes, fading the prosperous dress, making him look a lot softer, and a white dress lined him even more unattainable than in the palace, like a god, but he was carrying a back basket, which also contained something like herbs, which should have been very incongruous, but he didn't feel any awkwardness on his body, but the original noble son became a woodcutter in the mountains.

Pear Ling never blinked his eyes, just watched the man enter the door, put down the back basket, took out the herbs in the back basket, put it in a basin with water, and then put the back basket behind the door, and at the end, and then brushed the dust on the clothes with his hands, all this was done so naturally, Li Ling looked at it, and felt that her eyes were a little moist.