"Oh."

The little one shrugged his shoulders and shrank behind his arm, gently hugging the strong arm.

I smiled secretly in my heart.

Hehe, if you're jealous, you're jealous, and you forcibly explain.

"Then what else can we do for the Holy One now?"

Seeing Situ Ling writhing around, as if he was in pain, Xiang Xing pursed his lips, still a little worried in his heart.

After all, if the little emperor is not out of danger of his life, if he burps, no one will give her a fortune.

Seeing her worried, Feng Lan couldn't help but stretch her handsome face a little longer.

Fortunately, at this time, Feng Han in the outhouse had already heard the movement and hurriedly ran in.

"Holy Lord, is he okay? How come I seem to have heard the screams of the Holy One......"

She threw herself in front of the bed with a worried face, pursed her red lips, and looked at the man on the couch very nervously.

At the same time, he took his hand again and gave him a careful pulse.

Seeing that although Situ Ling didn't look very comfortable, his pulse was indeed much smoother than before, Feng Han's hanging heart finally fell, and he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

Listening to the screams, she was really worried that the saint was lost by these two children......

Thinking about it, Feng Han shook his head and looked back at the two of them.

Seeing that the younger brother who was half bloodstained was having a stinky face, and glanced at the little girl beside him who was looking worriedly, the woman's eyes turned slightly, but she instantly understood something.

couldn't help but purse his lips and smiled secretly, and then spoke: "Okay, you two have spent a lot of internal breath, let's go back and rest quickly, the saint is here to take care of me and the imperial doctors, it's okay." ”

Before the words fell, she saw Feng Lan immediately raise her hand and pick up the little guy next to her again.

Without saying a word, he turned around and left.

“…… Poof. ”

Looking at the long back of the man who walked out angrily, Feng Han finally couldn't hold back and covered his mouth and chuckled.

The silly boy really got the hang of it.

I was worried that I had broken off my love, and the younger brother was crazy and compared himself to a woman, afraid that he would bring his parents under Jiuquan back to life.

It's really good now, their old wind family will finally not break the incense~

Feng Han nodded and smiled with emotion.

At that time, I suddenly felt that the wrist that was casually propped up on the edge of the bed suddenly had a slightly tight warmth.

The woman was stunned and hurriedly lowered her eyes.

I saw Situ Ling on the bed in a trance, and finally opened his misty eyes.

The hand subconsciously clenched her wrist, and muttered in a daze: "Give, pour water for Lonely......"

“…… Holy Lord, you are awake! ”

Seeing this scene, Feng Han couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes in surprise.

Hurriedly jumped off the bed, poured a cup of warm tea, and waited for him to drink.

“…… Whew......"

Situ Ling, who drank the tea, seemed to have completely eased up, and exhaled a deep breath of turbidity.

finally regained some clarity in his eyes, but he was confused, "Lonely this is ...... What's wrong? ”

"Uh......"

Feng Han held his hand and trembled.

After thinking about it, he finally gritted his teeth, turned around and half-knelt beside the bed.

Chao Situ Ling bowed his hand to ask for guilt, "The saint, the subordinates are guilty, I don't know that the things around me have been manipulated by the villain, and the saint has suffered this poisonous internal injury......"

She sighed and told Situ Ling what had happened.

is even more resolute, "This matter is all caused by the private feelings of his subordinates, and it has nothing to do with Fengxianglou, and I also ask the Holy God to let his subordinates bear all the responsibility!" ”