At night.

Bai Sang didn't go up early in the morning because he was sick.

The ministers cared about her one by one, but because Bai Sang was a woman, it was not good for them to come in person.

However, the ministers' wives can come.

These ladies carried their daughters into the palace one by one to serve the sick.

Bai Sang couldn't refuse, so he could only let them go.

It was only in the evening that the group left.

She's better, but of course, it's still very itchy.

If you want to go to bed quickly, you won't itch when you sleep.

I don't know that I can't sleep at all when it's itchy.

And he was afraid to scratch his body when he was sleeping, and asked his mother to tie his hands to the head of the bed.

I can't sleep now, and it's uncomfortable to be tied up.

"Go out and let me be alone." Bai Sang looked at the group of people kneeling beside the bed, and his eyes were a little shaky.

She didn't want to see anyone now.

"Your Majesty, I still leave the slave and maid to serve you, and the slave and maid will serve you tea." Mama looked at the anxious appearance of the person on the bed, where could she leave.

Bai Sang shook his head, "Help me untie my hands, you go out, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

When Mama heard her say this, she could only leave with her head down and turn around three times, looking extremely uneasy.

After a while, Bai Sang was left alone in the dormitory.

She sat on the bed gasping for air.

Looking at a pair of hands red and red, a little infiltrating.

Bai Sang thought that Wen Zuo had worked hard to plant such a large sea of flowers, and she was still allergic.

It's a waste of people's minds.

Maybe Wen Zuo is still blaming himself.

I hope he doesn't feel too bad.

Once again, I hate this ancient world, and a high fever will kill me.

Thanks to his own emperor, some good medicinal materials can be used.

The high fever has now subsided.

All that's left is a red rash.

Ay......

Bai Sang felt itchy on his body again, and he didn't dare to scratch it.

Suddenly, the wooden window was hit by something.

There was a commotion outside.

"There are assassins!"

Bai Sang was a little puzzled, why is there this moment?

Does anyone know that they are sick and want to take advantage of it?

She wasn't worried at all, the group of secret guards around her were very powerful.

Mama walked in quickly, and there was a group of palace maids and eunuchs blocking the door.

"What's going on?" White mulberry tulle.

She looked out like a lot of people.

"Your Majesty, there are assassins." Mama protects people.

Bai Sang looked at the crowd outside the door, like a lot of people, provoking a group of guards.

"What's going on?"

She asked again.

This time the sound was quiet.

When there were people, the secret guard did not appear, and a voice appeared in Bai Sang's ear: "Your Majesty, it's Wen Shizi." ”

"Huh? Wenzo? Is he the assassin? Bai Sang was surprised: "Why are you stopping him when he comes in?" He also regarded him as an assassin. ”

The leader of the Dark Guard stopped talking.

A palace maid over there hurriedly walked in and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, Wen Shizi ......"

"What's wrong with him?" Bai Sang couldn't wait for the words to be swallowed, and hurriedly beckoned: "Let him come in." ”

"Yes." The palace maid hurried out again.

After a while, it was quiet outside.

Wenzo knelt on the edge of the doorway, shirtless and with a thorn strip on his back.

"The minister is guilty of pleading."

Bai Sang was very distressed when she saw that he had been whipped his back as if he had been whipped hard, and that he was carrying thorny strips on his back.

Without thinking about it, he jumped out of bed and trotted to Wen Zuo: "What are you...... What are you doing! ”

Wen Zuo didn't dare to look at Bai Sang with his eyes, and lowered his head: "Because Your Majesty's dragon body is ......."

The latter words were covered by Bai Sang's hand.

She didn't want anyone else to know about her allergies.

(End of chapter)