It was as if illness was something Josh could control.

Facing such a pair of eyes, the words that had been prepared suddenly ...... I can't say it.

Qiao Xia originally planned well, and after she was sure that she was sick, she used this as an excuse to persuade Lang Xi to choose a concubine in the draft.

But now, she suddenly had a feeling that she was a scumbag, and talking again was just adding fuel to the fire.

This feeling made Joxia shut her mouth, and only after a long time did she whisper back: "It's not something I can decide about being sick......

Lang Xi looked at her, and a long silence spread.

When it was dark, the clever Gong'e walked in, knelt in the regulations and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Niangniang, dinner is ready, do you want to pass the meal now......?"

Before he finished speaking, Lang Xi, who had been sitting for an afternoon, got up and walked out without saying a word.

This means not eating here.

Qiao Xia lowered his eyes, waited until his figure completely disappeared from sight, then lay down, and instructed, "No need to pass it on." ”

——

There was nothing to say all night, and on the third day after that, Ganquan Palace ushered in the arrival of an old lady doctor who had already returned to his hometown, this person can almost be said to be the legendary existence of the Tai Hospital, after leaving the palace, I heard that he traveled everywhere, and I don't know how Lang Xi found him.

The old lady took Qiao Xia's pulse, and finally shook her head and left.

After that, for a month in a row, there were waves of doctors in Ganquan Palace who came to diagnose Qiao Xia's pulse.

No matter what kind of mood these people came in, when they went out from Ganquan Palace, they all looked like they had nothing to do.

Then, Josha began to refuse to be seen by doctors or imperial doctors, and even began to refuse to take medicine.

She said to the silent young man: "Ah Xi, it's useless, I've seen so many doctors, and no one will hide it if I can cure it, I'm worried about you like this." ”

"Worried?" Lang Xi looked at her and asked, "What are you worried about?" ”

"I'm worried that after I'm gone, you won't be able to take care of yourself alone." Qiao Xia's subtext is obvious, that is, she hopes that Lang Xi can choose a concubine to fill the harem.

The young man's good-looking eyes looked at her fixedly, and after a long time, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, revealing the first smile in this time, and he hugged her into his arms: "I know, don't worry...... It's going to be fine. ”

He cupped her face and kissed her on the forehead: "Sleep." ”

Qiao Xia didn't understand what he meant by such a reaction, and he didn't dare to say more, so he obediently closed his eyes and communicated with the system in the sea of knowledge: "Xuanwu, what did you mean by what Lang Xi said just now?" ”

Xuanwu shook his head to indicate that he didn't know either.

Qiao Xia was puzzled, and after thinking about it for a long time, she finally fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, she only felt that she slept very peacefully and long, and when she opened her eyes, she found that there was a courtier kneeling on the side of the bed, she was shocked, and quickly sat up, only to find that the clothes on her body were changed.

The old prime minister, who was most used by Lang Xi, kowtowed with red eyes: "Niangniang, the emperor drove his own expedition two days ago and led the army to the Northern Desert. ”

Qiao Xia lifted the quilt and was dizzy from exerting too much force: "What did you say?" ”

Xuanwu reminded her: "Host, you have been sleeping for three days, Lang Xi pricked you with a needle, deliberately let you sleep for so long, and he also sent someone to pick up the Lang clan who was originally exiled by the first emperor, probably to choose a prince from the clan." ”