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The journey back to the palace is long, and Jun Ju's body is getting worse day by day.

In the carriage, she asked him, "Can't it be cured?"

Jun Ju shook his head.

Meng Liang's two hundred and fifty... Don't let me know who he is, or I won't be able to beat him.

Mingshu is silent, this answer, she has heard from Meng Liang.

But I got the answer from Junjue. I couldn't tell if I didn't want to accept it or was bored.

She put down the fruit in her hand, sat next to him, picked him up and hugged him.

"Don't worry, I will find a way."

"Your Majesty can do anything." Jun Jue coughed two times with his mouth covered. There were hot and humid objects on his palm. He was about to cover it up. His hands were caught, and the white handkerchief gently wiped his palm.

After Mingshu wiped it clean, he put another clean handkerchief in his hand. "Then I can only find a beautiful place for you to make a cemetery."

Ha ha.

I don’t care about you.

"Your Majesty."

Mingshu: "..."

Suddenly silent in the carriage, Jun refused to wait for a while, and couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty doesn't ask me, why is it like this?"

"Will you tell me?"

"Your Majesty want to know?"

The two contacted with each other, and the invisible sharp edge spread between the two.

Mingshu raised his hand and held up his mask. "Sleep for a while, it's almost time to reach the Imperial City."

Jun Jue squeezed her lower lip and found a comfortable position to lie down. "Is your majesty really going to receive Xin Jun?"

Ming Shu laughed, "Of course, do you think your beauty can make me spend your harem for you?"

Jun absolutely took out the knife silently, or kill her.

Mingshu's voice continued to ring, "When you die, I will immediately recruit new people into the palace. You, Feng Feng, have to let other people sit. Are you afraid?"

So if I don’t die, she won’t recruit new people?

Jun Jue silently withdrew the knife.

Mingshu only took care of him and did not ask him anything else.

Jun Ju felt for the first time that she was actually quite caring sometimes.

But he was very worried at first, and wanted to strangle her in minutes.

Back in the palace, Jun Jue had almost fallen into a coma. Mingshu let the doctor take turns in diagnosis and treatment. This time it was not a happy pulse.

The symptoms of Junjue's plague are very obvious. The previous plague was inexplicably good, and they did not know how to cure it.

The doctors were a little scared, and when they saw Mingshu still holding Junjue, they persuaded Mingshu to isolate Junju first.

Mingshu drove out the group of great doctors.

"His Majesty……"

"Don't be afraid to stay here if you are afraid." Mingshu took the copper basin carried by Lian Xin and entered the hall.

Lian Xin bit her lip and followed Ming Shu.

In the next few days, the ministers of various walks began to perform bitter dramas, and Mingshu was too lazy to take care of them. Eventually, he handed over the political affairs to Prime Minister Zhou Cheng, not even going to the DPRK.

The doctors were afraid that Mingshu would be infected, but Mingshu was staying in Xianyu Palace all day. She looked alive and kicking, no problem, even the people who were waiting in Xianyu Palace had no infection.

The doctors were relieved. Perhaps the plague on Feng Jun's body could no longer be transmitted...or maybe it was a different way of infection.

Junjue could hardly eat anything. Mingshu still tried to seduce him at first, but then he just coaxed him to eat a little.

"Your Majesty, I can't eat it." Jun Jue's voice was weak.

"Just a bite." Mingshu put the spoon on Jun Jue's lips.

"Do not eat."

Ming Shu fed into his mouth in one bite, then leaned over and fed Jun Jun.

Jun absolutely wanted to vomit, Mingshu threatened him, "You spit out and try."

Mingshu used this method to feed the small half of the bowl. Jun absolutely couldn't swallow it, shut his mouth tightly, and didn't give Mingshu any chance at all.

She drank the porridge three or two times.

No food can be wasted.

Jun Jue watched her drink porridge, and he solved the rest of the past few days, she solved it, even if he knew that he would not be infected, how can ordinary people explain...

Isn't she afraid at all?

"Your Majesty, do you like me?"

"dislike."

"Why is your majesty so good to me?"

"Because you are stupid."

"..." You are stupid! Your whole family is stupid!

Is it so difficult to like Lao Tzu? Don't like Lao Tzu, what are you doing so good to Lao Tzu! !

I don't want to talk to snake essence disease.

When Mingshu and other princes fell asleep, she got up and went out of the hall door, and the little beast was found out of her sleeve.

The little beast opened his eyes confusingly, shoveling shit, is it ready?

Mingshu carried it to the next room, placed it on the table, and several plates filled with food were stacked in front of it.

The little animal's eyes lit up first, and he just wanted to open his mouth to bite, and then he froze abruptly, backing up alertly, hiding behind a book.

Shit shit, what do you want to do?

Nothing is attentive...

"Give me some blood." Mingshu smiled softly.

The little animal shrunk into a ball, growling and roaring.

I knew that you didn't feel good about it, you want to let go of your own, I won't let go, you get off! !

"If my blood is useful, let me do what you do, be good, just put a drop, and I will prepare you a full seat for Han Chinese."

No!

The little beast refused very sternly, and it did not let a hundred tables full of Han people sit.

Mingshu coaxed for a while, and the little beasts were very resistant. Finally, Mingshu had to give up. She didn't take back the snacks, and left the room alone.

Seeing that Mingshu really gave up, the little animal jumped into the plate to eat and waited until the stomach was full. It patted its little belly and glanced in the direction of the hall gate.

The little beast put the unfinished food on the table into the space, jumped off the table, and rolled to find Mingshu.

Shit shit, do you care so much about him?

The little beast jumped to the table next to Ming Shu and sat on the table to look at her.

Caring about its blood, I forgot even common sense! You changed shit! You are no longer the **** officer who only likes me, you have another dog!

Mingshu reached out and touched it, his voice flickering, "I was impulsive just now."

The little animal licked her finger.

Not my stingy, he is a mortal, there is no aura in the body, I really gave it, he died faster.

"Ok."

The little animal glanced at Ming Shu, humming at the bottom of his heart, and even wanted to put its blood to a mortal. The shoveling **** might be silly lately.

Even if it works, it won't give!

How noble its beast, how can this blood blend with a mortal.

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Junjue's situation is getting worse and worse, all the methods that can be tried are tried, and the doctors almost vomited when they turned over those medical books.

Junjue understands what the system gives, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can solve, so he seems very calm, he only has one request-

Before you die, please like your son.

Mingshu came in with a brand new set of clothes.

"It's all the same. What's the difference between changing clothes or not." You don't like Lao Tzu anyway.

Ming Shu said nothing, and took off his clothes and put on new ones.

She bent over and hugged people up. Xu was a toss these days. Junjue's body was almost negligibly light.

Jun never seemed to want to be close to Mingshu.

"Hugging me and falling down wasting so many good things for me, what are you paying for?"

"Take your life." Anyway, he only has this life now.

Ming Shu looked down at him.

Junjue had to reach out and hook her neck, and asked in a low voice: "Does I have a taste?"

Mingshu dismissed it slightly, "Smelly dead."

Junjue's face was black, "Your Majesty, let me go."

"do not move."