brought a small table and a small chair over, and Jun Zilin put the food on the table.

Looking up at Zhou Yan, because he was sick, the man's ink hair was scattered, wearing a snow-white middle coat, and his demonic face was also snow-white, and the white clothes of the ink were extremely poetic and soft under the faint candlelight. It seems to be a bewitching sick beauty who came out of an ancient painting.

In fact, Zhou Shen still looks good in white, although Zhang Scumbag has always worn the iconic white clothes, and he looks full of fairy spirit, like a fairy coming down from the sky. But Zhou Yan put on white clothes, but it was a different smell, and his face was much more beautiful than Zhang Ruiyuan. If Zhang Ruiyuan is an immortal, then Zhou Ember is like an ancient demon immortal who broke the seal from ancient times, not only beautiful, but also has an extraordinarily aggressive and wild breath, which integrates the characteristics of immortals, and is more flavorful!

Maybe you can try to contact Buzhuang in the future and make two sets of white robes for Zhou Yan?

"Out of reach."

Seeing Jun Zilin's cooking, Zhou Yan stretched out his arm, saying that he couldn't reach it and asked someone to feed him.

Jun Zilin ignored his coquettish words, and wiped the four corners of the small table with a clean cloth on the ground, and after finding that it was not dirty, she directly moved the table to the couch and put it in front of Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan: "......" Is this the way the concubine cheats?

Before coming here, Jun Zilin had thought of a way to feed Zhou Yan. In the end, she cut off all the four long-legged tables and made them into low tables, so that the rice was placed on the table and placed on the couch, and Zhou Ember could easily use the rice.

Jun Zilin was proud of her method, but Prince Jin felt that his concubine had learned to steal.

There were two dishes and one soup on the table.

Jun Zilin watched Zhou Ember eat.

Zhou Yan was eating with chopsticks, and his heart was spinning quickly.

Then I heard a click.

Zhou Yan's chopsticks didn't hold it, and they fell on the table with the chicken pieces, if Jun Zilin hadn't stopped it quickly, the chicken would have to roll onto the sheets.

What's wrong with him?

Jun Zilin hurriedly cleaned up Zhou Yan and wiped her hands with a handkerchief.

After Jun Zilin finished cleaning up, Zhou Yan lifted her eyelids and looked at her weakly, "Concubine Ai, your hands are weak." ”

Jun Zilin: "......"

Helping Zhou Yan wipe his hands clean, Jun Zilin worked hard to hold the chopsticks and served him vegetables little by little.

Occasionally, seeing that Zhou Yan couldn't eat and the food in his mouth fell out, Jun Zilin felt a faint chill in his heart, not believing that his poison had reached this point, and he couldn't even chew the rice?

Putting away her previous casual mentality, Jun Zilin waited for Zhou Ember carefully.

After he drank half a bowl of porridge, he shook his head and said he didn't want to eat it anymore.

Packing up all his things, Jun Zilin waited for him to rest, and then went back to get his needle bag.

Holding the needle bag and the work box, Jun Zilin entered the house and saw that Zhou Yan had closed his eyes.

She stepped forward and lifted the quilt, and the man woke up, blinked, and asked, "Aifei, has you figured it out?" Saying that, he smiled ambiguously, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, this king is not good now, when his body is better, we will go to the cave room." ”

What a dead ghost. I'm dying, and I'm still thinking about the cave house.

Jun Zilin heard that he wanted to say more, and immediately reached out to cover his mouth to prevent him from talking more. At the same time, a thin silver needle pierced his Tanzhong acupoint.

Then silver needles pierced into many big points on Zhou Yan's body.

After tying Zhou Ember, Jun Zilin stayed by the side and reached out to apply the needle to herself. Her voice still can't work, she can't keep being dumb like this.

Just as he started, Zhou Shen grabbed her Hao bowl and said, "Aifei, it hurts too much for you to prick the needle." You should take the medicine, don't use the needle again. ’

Jun Zilin rolled her eyes at him, and then without hesitation, she pricked a few holes in the big hole of her throat.

After a few moments, take the needles out of each other's bodies.

As soon as he put the needle away, Zhou Ember snorted, then got up abruptly and vomited black blood.

Jun Zilin narrowed her eyes slightly when she saw it, and then she prepared an antidote and fed Zhou Yan.

"Aifei, I didn't expect your hand to really work. In the past, this king underestimated your medical skills. Zhou Yan wiped his mouth, and looked at Jun Zilin with deep eyes.

"Hmm."

Jun Zilin let out a low voice, so soft that it was almost inaudible. But Zhou Shen heard it in his ears, and he smiled and said, "It turns out that the voice of the concubine is about to recover!" It's so nice. ’

I just got the needle point, and my throat is much more comfortable, but whether this will be the case in another night will have to wait until tomorrow.

Covering the quilt again for Zhou Yan, Jun Zilin turned to clean up the things under her eyes, and went to clean her hands and body. Then he changed into his middle coat and returned to the house.

Today, Zhou Ember was poisoned, she couldn't do it as usual, and after thinking about it, she motioned for Zhou Ember to go to the couch, and she rested outside the couch. If something happens, she might as well have a party.

Who knew that Zhou Shen closed his eyes and did not move.

Jun Zilin waited for a long time, but the man pretended to be asleep.

didn't have time to quarrel with this patient, so Jun Zilin had to jump over him and come to the couch.

As soon as he turned over and lay down, Zhou Shen came up.

The man couldn't hold the chopsticks' arm just now, but he moved.

Jun Zilin saw that his arms were across his waist, and his head was rubbing against his neck.

How is this guy clingy like a big dog.

"Aifei, I'm tired, I want to sleep."

The big dog began to speak, tired of being by his side, muttering spontaneously in his mouth, and blowing ambiguous breath.

Jun Zilin's body was tense tightly, and her two hands controlled Zhou Yan's body, tearing him away from him from time to time.

But the other party soon came up again.

This guy is so annoying, she can't even sleep.

"Ai Concubine, close your eyes and sleep, this king is really tired."

Nima! Who doesn't sleep!

Jun Zilin lifted the table, it's not that you always come up, and you keep blowing and saying inexplicable things, not letting people sleep.

Push hard with both hands, but it is like pushing a wall, and you can't push at all.

Jun Zilin didn't push it directly on the spot, it just depends on how far this man wants to go.

Seeing that the beautiful girl beside her closed her eyes, Zhou Yan hooked her lips and smiled lightly, and also closed her eyes. It's just that his welfare has increased, at least he can sleep with his concubine in his arms as tightly as he does now. And the concubine has no opinion at all!

Zhou Yan was very beautiful in his heart, he didn't expect that poisoning would have such benefits. I knew that he should have been poisoned earlier, so that he could get closer to the concubine.

What I didn't expect was to close my eyes like this, and I would be able to fall asleep after a while.

Jun Zilin didn't understand until she fell asleep, Zhou Yan was holding herself so tightly, how could she sleep? But in fact, she was really asleep.

After that, Zhou Ember didn't last long, and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Zhou Yan woke up early.

Yesterday, the imperial doctor took turns here to diagnose the pulse and prescribe medicine, and after taking the medicine, Zhou Shen still felt uncomfortable. But after that, Jun Zilin applied needles and made some medicinal powder. I don't know what it is, but this morning, Zhou Shen felt much more relaxed.

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