Chapter 2355 Desert (57)

   "Cough cough cough—"

  He coughed violently again.

  The wine soaked his throat so hot that it once stimulated his fragile stomach.

  Acid reflux, freezing cold.

   rolling wildly in his stomach.

  He was coughing, coughing constantly, his lungs constricted.

  It seems to be coughing up all the sickness accumulated during this period.

  The air is full of that indescribable weird smell.

   After coughing for a long time, it seemed that he gradually gained the strength to struggle and moved a little.

   Like suddenly—

alright.

  No warning.

   His pale as paper complexion also recovered slightly.

  Adaima waved her fan slowly, crossed her legs, and sat there watching.

  I gave him a bowl of the wine in the jug, and the rest belonged to him.

  He poured himself a glass.

  I want to taste it.

   But the next second.

   After taking a sip, his fan movement stopped suddenly.

  The wine in that bowl is clear and clear, it looks the same, very refreshing.

   is the taste...

   It's kind of weird.

  It was hotter than expected, as if it was fermented with chili peppers.

  He had the wine in his mouth, and his complexion became a little weird.

   Neither drinking nor vomiting.

  It is indeed hot, the kind that makes people's blood burst, and the throat is feverish, as if swallowing a ball of fire.

   But the strange thing is that it is always cold in the mouth.

   Ice and fire are two heavens.

  It was spicy, cold and painful, and the taste of wine was also very strange.

   There is an indescribable smell.

  The more you taste, the more wrong you feel.

   Not at all like the kind of wine they usually drink.

   It's more like adding something inside.

  ...Could it be horse urine?

   Adai Maka is there, neither up nor down.

   After weighing for two seconds, he resolutely spit out the wine.

  I dare not drink it, for fear of killing myself.

   On the sick bed, Adelahu's coughing sound became smaller and smaller.

   Later, the sound stopped completely.

He fell asleep.

  It was the first time since I got a strange disease that I was able to fall asleep so quickly.

   When the tired body is let go, what I feel is not anger and humiliation, but endless joy and gratitude.

  Grateful, not willing to let go for a second.

  Finally able to fall asleep peacefully, finally able to sleep well.

  He almost didn't even have the desire to speak, and all the organs in his body were taking the time to rest.

   With heavy eyelids, he immediately lost consciousness.

Fell asleep.

   Even the servants called him, but he didn't wake up.

   There is no more moaning of pain.

   There is no sense of suffocation that is on the verge of despair.

  The endless pain finally mercifully let him go.

  Like a pair of invisible hands, bestowing upon him an unforgettable redemption.

  Holy light enveloped him.

  In his sleep, he slowly revealed a silent smile.

  Like a ridiculous wretch, grateful beyond words.

  After experiencing despair, hope is so rare and precious.

  Adaima looked at him, and then at the jug of wine.

   Shaking his fan, thoughtful.

  …

  …

  …

   "Ah Choo—"

   Her Royal Highness, who was preparing for the bride's attire, suddenly sneezed.

  The voice is small, soft and delicate.

   covered it immediately, covering his voice.

  The beautiful silver bell bracelet on the wrist rang a few times.

   Accompanied by her movements, it is crisp and sweet, delicate and small.

  She is sitting in front of the dressing table, and the maid behind her is preparing Turkic makeup and hair for her.

  Hearing she sneezed, the maid stopped immediately.

   "Your Highness, do you feel cold?"

   As he spoke, the people standing aside immediately went to add charcoal to the stove.

  (end of this chapter)