Lu Liangwei's body softened, his brain was dizzy, and the whole person seemed to be a puppet that was controlled, and he could only cling to him.

I don't know how long it took, when Lu Liangwei felt that she was about to turn into a puddle of water, Long Ying carried her out of the pool and walked quickly towards the bed.

Lu Liangwei was lying on the couch, and was just about to pull the quilt, when his body suddenly sank, and the man had already covered him.

Her slender fingers, wrapped around the man's slender fingers, pressed against the couch, her heart tensed, her eyelashes blinking quickly, and she looked at him helplessly.

A thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Long Marting's forehead, and he was about to get ready to go, when suddenly, his face changed, he pulled the quilt, covered her, and then put on a robe, and then turned around and got out of bed, and ran out quickly without even putting on shoes.

"Someone, pass on the imperial doctor—"

Zhao Gan was leaning on the pillar and taking a nap, when he suddenly heard the emperor's roar, which frightened a spirit, and immediately sobered up.

When he turned around, he saw that his master was disheveled, and he didn't even wear shoes and socks, he was horrified, although he didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly performed light skills and went to the hospital.

Lu Liang lay on the couch slightly, a little dazed.

What happened to the emperor?

Moreover, what did he suddenly do at this time?

She was still a little dizzy at this time, and she couldn't react, but at this moment, Long Martingale had already turned back quickly, hugged her with the quilt in her arms, rested her chin on the top of her head, and whispered comfortingly, "It's okay, don't be afraid, the imperial doctor will be here soon." ”

Although he was calm, his nervousness and worry were still leaked in his voice.

Lu Liangwei was even more strange, turning his head to see his worried eyebrows, his heart was also tight, "What's wrong with you, but you're not feeling well?" ”

Thinking of his previous poison, she hurriedly reached out from the quilt to feel his pulse, "I'll show you." ”

Long Ying's gaze fell on her Guangguo's arm, and then she came back to her senses, and hurriedly pulled the middle coat on the side and put it on for her.

Lu Liangwei's whole person was wrapped in the quilt by him, and when he saw that he was going to dress himself, he hurriedly said, "I'll just come by myself." ”

Long Ying's brows were tightly wrinkled, he didn't follow her, he gently and forcefully dressed her and let her lie down again.

Lu Liangwei was just about to move, but he was held down, "Lie down obediently, don't move." ”

Lu Liangwei became more and more puzzled in his heart, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?" ”

At this time, Zhuyu and Chu Jiu also walked in, and when they saw the queen lying on the couch, their faces changed, and Zhuyu walked a few steps quickly, lying on the edge of the couch, "Miss ......" was already crying.

Chu Jiu also looked at her worriedly.

Lu Liang frowned slightly, and just as he was about to say something, Long Ying had already taken a mirror for her.

Lu Liangwei took it, and when he saw that his neck below his chin was full of dense, rash-like things, he was startled, and hurriedly ripped open his shirt, and when he saw that under his collarbone, it was also the same symptom, but he fell silent.

But her silence made several people in the hall nervous.

The dragon martingale directly took the mirror in her hand and threw it aside.

"It's okay, Zhao Qian has already gone to ask for Imperial Doctor Lin, you will be fine soon." He tried his best to comfort her, just afraid that she would be afraid, but his eyes were surging with murderous intent.

If there is anything to do in Weiwei, the Empress Dowager Xiaojing will not have to live.

Lu Liang came back to his senses slightly, silently pulled back the quilt, covered himself, and saw that his face was full of worry, and he stopped talking a little.