No wonder it is said that the emotional matter is cut and messed up, once the relationship between men and women is involved, it is like a woolen thread that is scratched by a cat, and there is no clue.

Now it seems that this is the case

If an ordinary man confesses to her, she will naturally refuse simply if she doesn't like it, giving the other party a pleasure and giving herself a pleasure.

But the other party is the emperor

If she simply refused, and knew his biggest secret, he would not kill her directly in anger

Mom's head hurts

Ning Xuemo shook her head and simply didn't want to.

She still has to practice

Only when she really becomes stronger, can she have the confidence to live in this world, and she has to take revenge on Ye Qingluan

She checked Dizun's injuries again, and nothing had changed. Not good, not bad.

Seeing him like this, although she was a little anxious, she was helpless.

Rejuvenation was used on him again, with little effect.

His eyes were always closed, and he couldn't wake up when he screamed. But breathing seems to be a little better than it was just now.

Emperor Zun was actually so seriously injured, it was really unexpected by Ning Xuemo.

She still has the illusion of dreaming.

Ning Xuemo has become a habit of practicing hard recently, and sitting here at this time, he can't help but think of the spells he saw on the White Tower, so he simply cultivated here.

The aura here seemed to be particularly abundant, and the most abundant was the water element, which was just right for her to cultivate the wood element spell.

The time of cultivation always passed quickly, and I don't know how long it was, Ning Xue Mo was practicing so completely forgetful that she suddenly heard a low moan

The voice was low and hoarse, but it fell on her heart like a hammer, and she came back to her senses in an instant.

Subconsciously looked back and was startled

Emperor Zun was still lying there, his eyebrows furrowed, and his originally somewhat pale face was as red as if it had been smeared with rouge. Breathing is also a little rapid.

He had a fever

Ning Xuemo hurriedly touched his head, and sighed in his heart, his forehead was really hot

Needless to say, it was the injury to his back that was too serious and had not been treated with any medication, which caused the fever.

Ning Xuemo began to get busy like a spinning top, tearing off a piece of his shirt and dipping it in water to cool him down.

What's worse is that his high fever is not the same as that of a normal person, and a normal person's fever to 42 degrees is already the limit.

According to Ning Xuemo's incomplete measurement, his temperature must be forty-seven or eight degrees

She had just wiped it with a damp cloth, and the moisture was immediately dried by his high heat

At first, she just wiped his forehead, but later saw that he was burning too badly, so she simply wiped his whole body.

Of course, this whole body only included his upper body and below the thighs, and she still didn't dare to move in the middle of the thighs.

It's strange to say, Ning Xuemo has seen not a hundred or seventy or eighty male bodies in her life, and several have been stripped naked for surgery, but she never felt anything, she was just a doctor at that time. Looking at those people's bodies is like looking at meat on a cutting board.

But now it's just that it's just rubbing him like this, and before wiping the important places, she actually met with a heartbeat.

The high heat on his body also seemed to be contagious to her, making her face can't help but heat up for a while, and her fingers trembled slightly when she rubbed his chest.

She saw him always high, tightly buttoned up, a standard ascetic male god.

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