After sending Master Wuyi away, Youruo waited for Zhai Xiying to wake up in the room, and after two hours, he still didn't wake up.

The lunch order has passed, Lu Rong is really worried about the young lady's body, she hasn't eaten since last night, and she can't starve the little prince in her stomach.

walked in with food and persuaded softly: "Miss, eat something, aren't you hungry?" ”

Youruo sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, with her hands on her lower abdomen, she had seen the abrasions on her abdomen an hour ago, Zhai Xiyou was indeed not ruthless to her, maybe she was threatening Zhai Xiying.

"If you eat with me, I'll eat." Youruo looked at the little fluffy waist and lost a lot of weight, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.

In the few days she entered the Hidden Pavilion, Zhai Xiyou entertained her, she ate, drank and slept in it, and two men could preach.

And what about Lu Rong? What about the subordinates of the Hades Palace? And Zhai Xiying... The stubble-stained chin is really prickly.

"Miss, I'll eat with you, come quickly." Lu Rong saw that the prince showed no signs of waking up, and then agreed.

Youruo got up and walked to the dining table, just a short distance of more than ten meters......

'Bang~'

"Miss~!" The dishes and chopsticks in Lu Rong's hand all fell to the ground, making a loud sound of 'bang', attracting all the stars guarding outside.

"Fury, what's wrong?" Xing hurriedly broke in, although Lu Rong did things without brains, he was also very cautious, and he would not do the foolish thing of knocking over the dishes and chopsticks.

Lu Rong couldn't support Youruo's bulky body that fainted, and immediately shouted: "Brother Xing, hurry, Miss faints." ”

Xing hurriedly rushed to Lu Rong's side, and when he was about to carry Miss Lu, his two big palms took the first step to pick up Youruo's body.

"Master?" The master woke up at this time, is it because of Miss Lu?

Zhai Xiying hurriedly carried Youruo to the bed and lay down, his condition was not good. When he heard the sound of the dishes and chopsticks breaking, and Lu Rong's screaming shout, his eyes suddenly opened.

Seeing Youruo fall to the ground, he endured the tearing pain in his heart, got up and picked up Youruo.

"What's going on?" Zhai Xiying nervously touched Youruo's little face, and then took the pulse, everything is normal!

"Master, I'll go find Fan Bo." In the Ying Palace, only Fan Bo has the best medical skills.

Recently, Fan Bo did not go out to practice medicine because of the robberies of the Ying Palace, so he stayed in the palace with peace of mind and treated some seriously injured subordinates in the Sun and Hades Palace.

After Xing went out, Lu Rong was still in the house, and asked Zhai Xiying worriedly, "Uncle, Miss... Are you too tired? ”

"Perhaps!" Zhai Xiying also hoped that Youruo would just fall to the ground if she was too tired.

Lu Rong looked at the pale and handsome face of the prince, and asked: "Uncle, you haven't eaten for a few days, and you were seriously injured yesterday, do you want to eat something first, or rest for a while?" ”

"No need." Zhai Xiying just has a breath left, and he will not leave Youruo's side at this juncture.

"Miss, what's the matter, what's wrong..."Lu Rong was so anxious that he walked around behind Zhai Xiying, hoping that Fan Bo would come soon.

Fan Bo is also a person who knows a little martial arts, and he hurriedly flew over from the guest house with Xing, and entered the room without reporting.

Seeing the wonderful hand lying on the bed, Fan Bo's right hand immediately put on Youruo's wrist.

After a while, Fan Bo's brows were furrowed, and Zhai Xiying asked Fan Bo in a panic, "What's wrong with her, is she okay?" ”

"Old man, I can't see anything wrong, maybe I'm too tired?" Fan Bo frowned because he couldn't show any symptoms.

Miaoshou's body is very healthy, there is nothing wrong with it, how can he faint? Moreover, the muscles and veins in her body circulated normally, and there was no blockage, so it should not be caused by fatigue.

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(Markor Literature-)