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Chapter 63: Old Diseases and Poisonous Diseases

Author: Skyrim Drive

Even if Feng Ran swallowed his anger and accepted joy under him, he never lost his momentum in front of him, and when he could stand, Feng Ran would never lie down. He Yue, www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, can feel the arrogant and noble atmosphere that emanates from the bones, and the unruly temperament, which is also what attracts him deeply. But now that Feng Ran actually fell on the verandah of the stepping bed, trembling and curling up, helpless and desolate, He Yue felt that something was wrong.

He Yue hurriedly picked up Feng Ran and asked, "What's wrong?" The skin that had been whipped was hot to the touch, but the hands and feet were cold, people like Feng Ran who had practiced advanced martial arts couldn't control their bodies and trembled, it was definitely not a small problem: "Is it pain? Where does it hurt?" The pain he asked didn't mean a whiplash, he knew that Feng Ran would definitely be able to bear the pain of a whiplash, so what was the reason why Feng Ran was so painful?

Feng Ran closed his eyes, and his long dark hair was wet and sticking to his indifferent face like wind dyed jade, and his face was also wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was bath water or sweat. I only heard Feng Ran say softly: "The old disease has occurred...... I'm afraid I can't...... Serve the emperor to ...... satisfied......" The cold timbre couldn't hide the tremor in his voice: "Your Majesty is looking at it...... Wind dyeing for the sake of the best ...... Let go of Scarlet. The blood that overflowed from her mouth dripped onto He Yue's milky white shirt, little by little like red plums blooming, which was poignant.

"Old disease?" He Yue's mind didn't turn for a while, she only knew that since she was sick, she should seek medical attention, and while putting on her dirty clothes, she shouted, "Imperial Doctor, come in." He still remembered what the internal medicine practitioner from the fourth rank had said. As for the second half of the sentence that Feng Ran said with such difficulty, He Yue consciously ignored it.

The imperial physician had long been summoned to wait outside the dormitory, and he had already heard the whistling of whips in the dormitory, and he was already sweating nervously and trembling, as if he was facing a great enemy, ready to attack at any time. As soon as he heard the emperor's summons, he rushed in. As soon as he rushed into the dormitory less than five steps, he heard a cold voice, with extreme coercion, endured the pain, and shouted: "Get out!

Without waiting for the imperial doctor to react, He Yue said, "Go out!" Although he didn't understand why Feng Ran was so uncomfortable and still refused to seek medical treatment, He Yue still naturally followed Feng Ran's meaning, and then hugged Feng Ran tightly and asked, "Ran'er?"

"No problem...... Rest...... It's good ......" The voice of the wind dyeing was very soft, as if it would be cut off at any moment. He was so humiliated and embarrassed, how could he allow others to peep? Besides, the body poison on his body was so powerless that even the real Xuanwu people felt powerless, how could it be cured by a little imperial doctor? What's more, his body was just ruined by He Yue, how could he tolerate being looked at by a little imperial doctor? And he had to touch his body with those disgusting dirty hands?

He Yue carefully dressed Feng Ran in a profane garment, and Feng Ran was very cooperative and submissive. If it weren't for the faint smell of wind dyeing that seemed to be cut off at any time, this should be a rare warm and harmonious scene between two people.

Although He Yue ruthlessly spoiled himself, He Yue never humiliated him in front of the attendant palace people, on the contrary, he maintained his face very much, and never let the attendant palace people see his embarrassing side. It was precisely because he knew that He Yue was actually able to maintain his face, so Feng Ran deliberately took off his clothes to anger He Yue.

You can only be angry with people who care about yourself.

From He Yue's busy schedule to take time out of his busy schedule to visit him and make some trouble, He Yue always rushed to solve it in person, Feng Ran knew that He Yue cared about his plaything, which also made him have a little more hope for being able to ask He Yue to let Lu Feiqing go. However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. From the moment he begged for help just now and He Yue completely ignored it, he knew that there was no hope.

Fortunately, the wind-dyed robe only tore off the outer clothes, and the dirty clothes and middle clothes, the inner pants and the middle pants were still intact, and after wearing them, they covered the scars and embarrassment all over the body.

After five years, when he passed the poison pill to Lu Feiqing, only twelve hours later, the suppressed body poison began to break out and counterattack, menacing. The embankment that was once built with internal force has collapsed when the internal force is exhausted, and Feng Ran can only let the body poison rage in the body, poisoning his internal organs, and has no power to resist.

The moon-white middle coat made the wind-dyed face even more bleak, and the corners of the mouth continued to spill blood, dripping on the middle coat, which was shocking.

He Yue gently carried Feng Ran to the bed, pulled the brocade quilt and covered it for Feng Ran, and asked, "How can I get better?"

Feng Ran just curled up in He Yue's arms and trembled, not saying anything. He Yue proposed again: "Dye'er, why don't you ask the imperial doctor to come in and have a look?"

The person became weaker and weaker, his breath gradually weakened, Feng Ran curled up tightly, his pale lips couldn't stop trembling slightly, but he tried his best not to moan: "Your Majesty...... Brother Yue...... Let go of Scarlet ...... Please...... Let go of Scarlet ...... I'll ...... in the future Dead hearted. "No matter how hard it is, Kazeran still wants to make a final effort.

Feng Ran took the initiative to call him "Brother Yue" for the first time, and the first time he said the word "begging", it was to intercede for Lu Feiqing. He Yue said coldly: "I won't spare him!" He finally told him plainly that he would not spare Lu Feiqing, and he wanted him to die of this heart.

Feng Ran silently opened and closed his trembling mouth, blood dripping from the corners of his lips little by little, his eyes were dim, and after a long time, Feng Ran struggled to turn his head sideways, and said softly: "That's it, it's very good." ”

Seeing Feng Ran like this, He Yue felt both angry and heartbroken, the person he liked had never taken him to heart! "Very good?" "Is it good to kill Lu Feiqing?" What is the good? He Yue's heart moved, and she was anxious and painful, and asked, "Feng Ran, do you want to use death to blackmail me?"

"Scarlet ...... Afraid of being lonely, I accompany him...... Let's go together. The intermittent tone, revealing indescribable tenderness and affection, was very different from the cold and cold tone before.

Feng Ran really didn't mean to blackmail He Yue with death, knowing that He Yue said that he would not forgive, he would not forgive, He Yue was the kind of person who made up his mind and was hard-hearted. He even thanked He Yue for telling him the result of the gambling game in advance so clearly, and didn't let him fight desperately until he died.

If you lose the bet, you admit defeat.

Seeing that the breath of the person in her arms was getting weaker and weaker, although He Yue was annoyed, she had to press her anger first and said, "Feng Ran, call the imperial doctor to take a look?"

"I promise...... What belongs to you belongs only to you, and don't let anyone else ...... Touch me!"

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