(What's inside.,It's very painful to chase the text when the plot is tense, I know.,But Nalan can only write so fast.") So are the anxious people thinking about saving up for the past two days? ）

Then, the number of words in the reply post in the comment area was relaxed to the same as the main post, which is 2 words. So everyone won't have to worry about long comments and verbal battles in the future, haha.

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In fact, initially, Yan Rin was always by Rong Qian's side. On the way back to Beijing, he kept by his side and kept calling him, however, Rong Qian could no longer hear him.

He lost all five senses, the pain in his body was unbearable, and the outside world could not perceive it at all, but he was completely trapped in this dark and silent cage, and every second was like a year.

So when Xiao Lou's communication was suddenly connected for the first time after he was injured, and Zhang Minxin scolded him, he was grateful.

He is more glad not that he no longer has to feel the pain of his body during this time, but that the roots of his ears are not "clean". No matter what, listening to Zhang Minxin's gushing scolding is much better than the silence and emptiness.

While thinking in his heart, he was worried about Yan Rin, and basically dealt with Zhang Minxin's anger with no sincerity.

Zhang Minxin is such a shrewd person, how could he not find that he is completely absent-minded, angry, hateful and helpless. Although I really want to cut off the communication and let this guy feel the pain of the flesh directly, I can't bear to press it with my finger on the control knob.

In the end, he sighed deeply: "Xiaorong, I really don't understand what you are thinking." You don't care about life or death for that kid, why do you want to ask him to find Jinjie? Now due to the rules, we can't directly inform you about Jinjie. As long as you don't talk about Jinjie, don't pull Jinjie directly into your life. We can talk about things as gossip to the festival. Anyway, he entered the WTO in violation of the rules, so he doesn't have to abide by the rules, and he listens to your local situation. I can leave to find you right away, and there is no effort to spread the news far and wide. How much less sin you can suffer! ”

"If I don't explain it to Yan Rin, as soon as I get injured, what's the use of Jinjie rushing here by himself? Although he is the best in the world, he is not famous, will Yan Rin let a person of unknown origin treat me? There are twists and turns in the middle. Conflicts and disputes, causing a lot of trouble, and not getting the time right, but delaying it even more. Even if Jinjie finally has the ability to win his trust and treat me, Yan Rin himself will regret that he was suspicious and delayed my time to heal my injuries, why bother? Rong Qian smiled.

"You...... You ......" Zhang Minxin jumped to his feet angrily: "Such a bad excuse, you are really embarrassed to tell me!" With Jinjie's kung fu, if he wants to see you, does he need to get permission from your little emperor first? Yes? And your righteous sister doesn't stay by your side? Doesn't she know Jinjie? As long as Qinggu opens her mouth and says that Jinjie is the one who cured you last time. Your little emperor is afraid that he won't come to Jinjie and kneel down and beg him to cure you! Win the trust! ”

Belch...... Rong Qian was speechless. This excuse is bad enough.

"You idiot, think about everything for him! For him to be less helpless and less to blame himself, you will suffer many days of sin in vain. Did you know that you ...... You ......"

She gasped for breath. … AP couldn't say anything for a while.

Rong Qian was stunned: "What do I know?" ”

"You...... Alas...... That's the damn rule...... In a word. Xiao Rong, you are the number one fool in the world. Now compared to you, Ahan is smarter than you. ”

Seeing that the time display had pointed to the last few seconds, Zhang Minxin sighed hatefully: "Xiaorong, you wait, we ......"

The communication quietly stopped, and the intense pain invaded, and Rong Qian secretly smiled bitterly.

Idiot?

Well, is this still reminded by that fangirl? I've already come to my senses. That's why I begged myself again and again.

Strictly speaking, the injury this time is not more serious than the last time, but now his physique is much worse than back then.

Therefore, back then, he could still see the world clearly, and chat with Qinggu calmly. But now, he can't even open his eyes.

Rong Qian's spirit was all used to endure pain, so the perception of the outside world gradually became almost nothing.

But the resilience of man and earth is really incomparable, and as a person in a small building, his mental strength is unimaginable.

After all, he had suffered the same pain back then, and he had been suffering from various illnesses for many years, and he was extremely adaptable in this regard. After the initial stage of rapid deterioration of his body, and the communication of the small building allowed him to take a breath a little, he was gradually able to endure it while trying his best to perceive what was outside his body

It's just that by the time it has been a little effective, a long time has passed.

When he finally managed to perceive the outside world with his ears, he only knew that he had returned to the capital and entered the palace......

Well, okay, Yan Rin doesn't worry about him, and wants to keep him in the palace and keep him in the closest place by his side, which is reasonable. However, why, he vaguely heard people around him mentioning, this is Tsinghua Palace?

Please, Qinghua Palace, this is the emperor's residence, not to mention the minister, even among the harem concubines, only the queen can take the initiative to enter here without a will.

The palace is so big, and some of them are palace pavilions where foreign ministers can stay. In general, when state affairs are complicated, it is not a big deal for important ministers to occasionally stay in the palace for a day or two.

But, why, why, this boy wants to put me in his own place. Even if you want to be closer to me, you don't need to be so disrespectful?

Isn't that what you want me to roast on the fire? I don't know how to blame people in the future?

As soon as he remembered that he lived in Yan Rin's house and lay on Yan Rin's bed, Rong Qian was not moved at all, and he was full of satisfaction and depression.

In fact, he didn't sleep in the emperor's bed, when Yan Rin was young, he held the young emperor in his arms, and he didn't dare to leave him for a moment, lest someone with a heart would plot this child. Drink and eat together. Sleeping in the same bed, that is to be a father, a mother and a teacher, and it is extremely hard to pull the child up. But now, after all, times have changed.

That weak child has grown into a great man, and he can already take on a country. There are some rules of proportion, but you still can't go too far.

Rong Qian thought a little sullenly, because he was so angry in his heart, he forgot about the severe pain on his body.

Just annoyance, annoyance. It's annoying.

Worried that he was thrown into this situation by this kid, and when the future is better, I don't know how to face the criticism and criticism of the courtiers.

A bunch of people around him were panicked, scrambling, rubbing and pressing on him, although everyone tried to be careful not to use force, and was obviously checking his injury, but where had the doctor seen this kind of injury in this era. Basically, a bunch of old men were so frightened that their hands on his veins kept shaking. was asked by Yan Rin, and only dared to kowtow and ask for guilt. This one says that this injury cannot be treated by man. That said. This injury is unbearable, and one is more serious than the other. He couldn't see it, but he could completely imagine what Yan Rin's expression would be when he heard these words.

I said that if you don't have the ability, you don't have the ability, as for such a surprise and fuss?

It's not like I didn't suffer such a wound back then, even if Jinjie didn't come to save me, I wouldn't die, I just had to be crippled all the time. After a few days, I will feel better, and I may be able to open my eyes and even speak. In these years, who has practiced martial arts and fought on the ground, who has not broken a few bones? It's just that I broke more at once. Isn't it true that all my bones are shattered, do you need to be a monster when I am a monster? With this kind of attitude and such an assertion, you are not afraid of frightening your emperor?

Thinking about Yan Rin's mood and what kind of expression she would have when she heard the imperial doctors say that she was completely helpless, Rong Qian became more and more disgusted with the incompetence of the imperial doctors.

Sure enough, there was a hoarse roar in Yan Rin's ears, he yelled like that, and asked what was the content of the angry questioning, Rong Qian didn't hear it clearly for a while, the only thought was that his throat was too badly injured, if he didn't treat it again......

Sure enough, the imperial doctors around him were persuading him one after another, this one was going to show him his throat, and the other was already ready to prescribe a prescription and take medicine.

However, not surprisingly, all you can hear is a frantic shout: "Get out of here, I don't need to pay attention to you, my body is like this, and you only know how to flatter me." ”

"What kind of flattery, it's people's duty to see a doctor, okay?"

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, Rong Qian really couldn't wait to sit up and scold this kid who didn't know how to cherish himself, he didn't know how to cherish his body, and he didn't expect others to take care of you. I knew that you were tossing yourself like this, so why did I bother to exhaust myself like this in order to save you.

However, no matter how angry he was, how eager he was, how desperately he tried to open his eyelids and make a little sound, he couldn't do it after all.

After fighting against the hateful and disgusting waste body for a long time, Rong Qian had to admit defeat.

No matter how strong the spirit is, it can't do anything after all, if it is bound in such a dilapidated body.

He reluctantly gave up the struggle, his mind struggling against the pain, but still trying to perceive everything outside of him.

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, only a hoarse voice shouted in his ear one by one: "Rongxiang, I have already flown to Zhao Kingdom." I also sent someone to take the young girl and An Wuji into the palace, Rongxiang, why, why did things turn out like this, I originally wanted to ...... I would have thought ......"

He kept saying "I wanted to ......" over and over again but never said any more.

Rong Qian could feel that his hand, holding his hand carefully, the heat of his skin, the warmth of his palm, so clear, so deep, but he didn't even dare to hold on to this person he had been trying to hold firmly for many years.

Now Rong Qian's body can no longer bear any strength.

Rong Qian could feel some hot liquid falling on his face and forehead, and the hot temperature was extremely uncomfortable.

He thought a little dazedly, oh my God, the man doesn't flick when he has tears, not to mention that you are still an emperor, is there an unlucky subordinate next to you, and you won't faint with fright? Wouldn't it be my sin if this big kid once or twice had a weak heart, and if he returned to normal in the future, and he felt uncomfortable and wanted to kill someone?

Also, this kid is holding my hand with his left hand, and what about his right hand? Has he ever treated the wound on his right hand, and is he still willful and unwilling to let him be treated?

This bastard, you wait for me, I want to know that you really dare not heal all the time, wait for me to get better, and see if I can spare you?

He kept saying it in his ear.

He had been listening to the depths of his body, gritting his teeth.

The urgency, the sadness, the pain of the voice, the constant listening, in fact, made him feel more unbearable than the pain.

In fact, what he was talking about, he didn't really understand and analyze, his anger, just because he kept talking, kept talking, with that hoarse, wounded, even bleeding throat, and refused to stop saying to him, as if he would wake up and get better.

Rong Qian was so annoyed that he couldn't even care about the pain in his body.

How can people not take care of themselves like this, the emperor's voice can be regarded as one of the faces of the country. Sometimes, Rong Qian even wondered if the hot liquid that accidentally splashed on his face was tears or ...... Or the hot blood in the throat......

Every time he thought of this, he couldn't wait to kick Yan Rin far away. I'm so good, I'll be much more comfortable if you don't bother me here, and you don't let people rest, you don't allow people to sleep......

At this time, his thoughts were so simple, his anger was so simple. He didn't even think about it carefully, what Yan Rin had repeatedly mentioned but had not been able to finish the sentence: "I originally wanted to ......" meant.

However, he didn't expect that later, Yan Rin would really disappear. He never came to see him again, never came to him again, never said a word to him again.

And all this, he thought in a daze, did it start at the moment when Qinggu and An Wuji rushed in......