Xiao Luohan was embarrassed, but more excited and moved.

He knew what the sick people would look like in the end. Those people were covered with pustules, which were extremely ugly. After the pustules festered, they would exude a rotten and stench.

And his concubine is obsessed with cleanliness.

In the past, when the two had sex, as long as he could still move afterward, he would have to take a bath with the little demon and help this little thing to be clean inside and out, because the service was comfortable, and there was an extra time to blend in with water and milk.

After both of them are washed, they can get a good night's sleep.

At that time, he figured out a reason, only after washing Xiao Yao'er and serving him well can he be happy, otherwise Xiao Dong Yao'er will only perfunctory him.

Thinking of the past, Xiao Luohan's eyes flashed, and he was not willing to say anything serious.

He kept covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves, turned his head silently, and said ruthlessly, "You have seen the ghostly appearance of this king, and you can leave."

Nan Yuan glanced at him, "King Dingbei has an honorable status, and the magistrate does not dare to neglect him, so he plans to find someone to come over and take care of him. It's just that you have an unbearable temper, so I took the job."

When Xiao Luohan heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, staring at her in disbelief.

At a certain moment, his heart suddenly beat wildly, like beating a drum, and his breathing became disordered.

The little demon actually wants to treat him with illness?

Does she know what she's talking about?

After Nan Yuan finished speaking, she approached him step by step.

Xiao Luohan was taken aback and stepped back again and again, scolding: "Don't get close to this king! You go! Go and tell that **** magistrate, this king does not need anyone to serve him!"

At this time, Xiao Luohan roared loudly, but in fact, his mind was already full of chaos.

He likes Little Yao'er. When he first found out, he didn't want to admit it. Later, when someone ran away, he thought that she was thinking too much, and he could no longer deceive himself. He decided that the King of the North liked it.

After all, he is the King of Dingbei, with a prominent identity. If he assumes that position in the future, he will still be the ruler of the Ninety-five Five who dominate the world.

And she was just a little goblin, and a goblin who liked to show his face.

He likes her, even if he knows that she can't give birth to him, he is willing to send all the women in the backyard for her.

Hearing that she was in Chang'an County, he came to see her without even thinking about it, for fear that something would happen to her.

How much does he care about this little goblin.

It's not that Xiao Luohan is boasting, the love saints of the past and present are nothing more than this.

But now, he was ill, and the little demon took the initiative to take care of the disease!

She, she seems to like herself very much.

It's just that Xiao Yao'er's happiness and anger are not visible, and he always thinks that this little thing is heartless.

It turned out that it was true that she said she wanted to live and die with herself.

Little Yao'er, she could risk her life for him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Luohan's whole body throbbed with blood.

It turned out that the little demon loved him so much.

She loves him more than her own life!

Xiao Luohan's heart burst out with a trace of sweet water, but the sweet water was quickly overwhelmed by bitterness.

He saw with his own eyes how the afflicted people died in agony, and like them, he ended up becoming a stinking carrion.

This process does not take more than half a month.

He has only half a month to live.

Why not let him discover Xiao Yao'er's intentions earlier?

If it were earlier, he would definitely treat her better and better, and he would not let her suffer any grievances, even if it was against the emperor, he would not be afraid!

"Let's go. This king has taken over your heart." Xiao Luohan continued to chase people while hiding, covering his remorseful eyes.

If he was selfish, he should have let her stay with him for the rest of the day.

But he was reluctant.

Nan Yuan not only did not leave, but sat down on the chair opposite him, "Come here."

Xiao Luohan shouted at her: "I told you to go! Go!"

How could the little demon be so disobedient!

He wanted to take the person out himself, but he was afraid that he would give her the disease when he met her, so he roared outside the door, "Ye San! Ye Liu! Drag Doctor Gu to this king!"

However, he called a few times, but no one answered at the door.

"Stop calling, Ye San and Ye Liu were also infected with the epidemic." Nan Yuan said lightly.

Xiao Luohan was stunned for a moment, his face ugly.

Nan Yuan tore off the face towel tied to her face, revealing her face.

Xiao Luohan turned pale in shock, "What are you doing? Tie it up, fasten it!"

"Xiao Luohan, come here, let me see your face."

"Come here." Nan Yuan hooked at him, "Don't make me say it again."

Xiao Luohan was anxious and angry, sweet and depressed.

What kind of tone is this, shouting the tone of cats, cats and dogs?

After the last toss, Lord Dog sat obediently beside Nan Yuan.

He put down his sleeves covering his mouth and nose, and said viciously: "If this king's disease accidentally spreads to you, then don't cry with this king!"

Nan Yuan directly pinched his chin and lifted it, tilted left and right, her eyes fell on the abscess between his face and neck.

This posture should have made Xiao Luohan feel humiliated, but when he met those calm eyes, the chaotic emotions in his heart, impetuous, worried, regretful, entangled and unwilling, seemed to be like a tide in an instant. retreat.

His heart, like this man's eyes, calmed down.

"You pustules grow slower than the average person. Maybe the prince can survive for twenty days."

Nan Yuan's light words contained a hint of teasing.

Xiao Luohan looked at her resentfully, "It's such a time, you have to come and ridicule this king."

But after saying this, he turned his head away, but the corner of his mouth secretly hooked up.

~

From this day onwards, Nan Yuan has been taking care of King Dingbei almost every step of the way, not even going to Yishantang.

The old genius doctor Chu has arrived and is working with his apprentices Chu Shengqiu, Jinse, and two imperial physicians to study the prescription for the plague, but it is hard to say how long it will take.

After all, no matter how good a doctor is, he is also a mortal, not an immortal.

Xiao Luohan's condition is getting worse day by day.

There were more and more pustules on his body, almost all over the body, and the pustules gradually began to fester, exuding a pungent stench.

When the epidemic is severe in the later stage, the patient moves slowly and can only lie on the bed and wait to die.

Xiao Luohan wakes up less and less often.

Nan Yuan fed him the medicinal soup for today and stood two steps away from the bed to watch him.

"The thirteenth day..." Xiao Luohan opened his mouth slightly and muttered.

When he moved his mouth, pus flowed out from the rotten pustules on his face.

"Is this king... dying?" Xiao Luohan didn't dare to move his head, only turning his cloudy eyes, staring straight at the person standing beside the bed.

He looks like a rotting corpse now, and those eyes staring at Nan Yuan are especially terrifying.