"Not only is it sick, little coquette, you have been asleep for ten days, I can’t wake up when I shout, and my hair is almost white." Xiao Nizi, who has no conscience, he has to When do you worry about her?

"Ten days?" After glaring his eyes, Jixiang responded somewhat, "I've been sick for so long? How can I feel nothing at all."

Xuanyuan gave a long booed breath.

It is better to decide not to explain clearly.

It seems that there will be more time to accompany her in the future, lest the little coquette will always be immersed in anxiety, and next time he will use the headache and brain fever to break out, he does not want to experience the anxiety and fear for the past ten days. [

The door was gently patted three times from the outside.

Immediately afterwards came Helian Chuan's hoarse cry, "The emperor, his subordinate Helian Chuan asked for advice. Hearing that the mother was awake, she came to ask for sin."

Oh, why did you forget him?

Auspiciously unconscious, Xuanyuanyao had no time to control others. He Lianchuan always believed that the main culprit that caused the mistress of the hostess to be the victim was himself. If he stayed behind that day, no more than ten assassins could get close to the auspicious body.

He is a dead brain.

The causality lined up, and finally blamed themselves, and the Queen's illness became more and more serious.

He always stood outside the door so that he could get the news at the closest distance.

It is a pity that Xuanyuanyao did not call him in the past ten days, nor did Jixiang call him. Others persuaded him to go back to rest, and He Lianchuan couldn't listen at all.

He finally got the good news, even if he broke the rules once, he had to take a look, just listen to the voice of the hostess.

"Tell him to come in. If you don't wake up, your loyal bodyguard may be exhausted." Fearing that the auspiciousness would catch cold again, Xuanyuan quickly found a thick cloak and wrapped it around her.