Jiang Qianluo's wound did not recover well, but these were the only medicines that seemed to be available to Yun.

The people in the palace were all hoping that Jiang Qian would die.

Jiang Yan triumphed.

After winning the battle, Xilinguo was packed up and obedient, and I heard that Xilin was interested in sending a princess to make peace.

But due to the death of the first emperor and the death of the great cause, people did not send it over.

But Jiang Yan became famous because of this battle, and there was no palace banquet in the palace, and it was not easy to celebrate.

Jun Wuheng has a good relationship with Jiang Yan, so naturally he will not neglect this best friend.

He also set up a banquet in the palace to catch the wind and wash the dust, but only good friends participated.

Jun Wuheng deliberately brought Jiang Qianluo, even if she repeatedly excused herself and felt unwell.

But the man still brought her over domineeringly.

Jiang Yan was still a little surprised when he saw Jiang Qianluo's appearance, such a domineering concubine Niangniang could only be imprisoned by Jun Wuheng's side now.

Jiang Qianluo's face was too ugly.

"General Jiang's army won the battle, why didn't he see his mother celebrating him?" Jun Wuheng was the first to speak.

It wasn't that he didn't pay attention to Dao Jiang Yan's eyes that were about to draw.

It's too straightforward.

Jiang Qianluo was stunned for a moment, she should not drink, and her body has long been unsuitable.

"The palace replaces wine with tea, and toasts the generals with a cup."

Jiang Yan hurriedly picked up the wine glass in his hand, but this move was met with Jun Wuheng's eyes.

"Tea instead of wine? When Niangniang danced with the first emperor Yingge Yan, she drank recklessly, why, the general didn't even deserve a glass of wine from you? ”

"No, it's not." Jiang Qianluo gritted her teeth, she was stabbed, and it was already difficult to sit here with her life.

Her hands were shaking.

Jun Wuheng made it clear that he wanted her to be embarrassed.

Jiang Yan saw it in his eyes, and he was also very distressed, and he took the initiative to relieve Jiang Qianluo.

"Ah Heng, forget it, fall ...... Mother, she's not feeling well. Jiang Yan said softly, raised his head sharply and drank it down.

Jun Wuheng's eyes were very angry, thinking of the banquet arranged by Jiang Qianluo for the first emperor in the past, it was very majestic.

"Since you can't drink alcohol, it's always okay to dance to help the fun, right? Isn't the mother the most fond of this? ”

“……”

Jiang Qianluo was really afraid that he would not be able to go out, according to Jun Wuheng's method of tossing.

She's really going to die.

Her hand, covering the wound, whispered next to Jun Wuheng: "Do you know that I was hit by one and deliberately humiliate me?" ”

"Won't?"

“……”

Jiang Qianluo has a stubborn temper, he won't bow his head, and he doesn't want to bow his head.

She walked out of the banquet, even if it hurt to death, there was no light in her eyes.

She gave the luthier a look, took the first pose, and the violinist knew what to play.

The song is very bleak, not like a celebration, but like a pleading, a cry for help.

Jiang Yan didn't feel good in his heart when he heard it, but Jiang Qianluo's figure was indeed very good, she danced like a fairy.

People couldn't take their eyes off it, and without spinning it, the red snow lotus that bloomed on the clothes became a little deeper.

Her wound was ruptured and it wasn't much better.

However, Jun Wuheng's eyes were gloomy.

Wait until the end of the song.

Jiang Yan hurriedly: "Are you injured?" ”

The man hurriedly stepped forward to find out.

But facing Shangjun Wuheng's indifferent eyes, Jiang Yan still paused, and he didn't move.

"If you have a mouth, you can say it yourself." Jun Wuheng said sharply, "You just refuse to ask for this seat, right?" ”

"It's not." Jiang Qianluo clenched his hands, and his mind was full of Jun Wuheng's ridicule.

She said it clearly, but he didn't care, his eyes were dizzy, Jiang Qianluo gritted his teeth: "I said it, it's just that you don't believe it." ”

Before Jiang Qianluo's words were finished, the whole person fell down heavily.

"Aluo!"

When she fainted, she heard someone screaming in her ear.

I can't tell whether it is Jun Wuheng or Jiang Yan.

It's probably Jiang Yan, after all, he once saved him, as for Jun Wuheng, he should hate himself very much.

Before the sickbed.

The man's face was very urgent, and he said to Pei Yuan: "Is there anything wrong?" ”

Pei Yuan furrowed his brows, this was the first time he had diagnosed Jiang Qianluo's pulse, and he seemed to have never seen such a complex pulse.

Just like a dead person, silent, but faintly terrifying, just when Pei Yuan was embarrassed, the unconscious man coughed.

Pei Yuan thought that Jiang Qianluo could wake up, so there must be no problem.

"What are you anxious about?" Pei Yuan sighed helplessly, "Wake up, you can't die." ”