Chapter 1400 Not willing?

  The young man frowned slightly, his peach-blossom eyes looked at the apprentice who reported the letter, and his voice was slightly cold: "How can you be seriously injured in the Marshal's mansion?"

  The guards of her Marshal’s Mansion are not some decorations.

  The little student frowned and shook his head, also at a loss.

  "The teacher said that the princess's injuries were quite serious. Although it did not endanger her life, it did great harm to the body. As for how she was injured, the princess did not explain the reason."

  Her Royal Highness did not want to say, and they did not dare to ask.

   Yan Tao slightly twisted her eyebrows, turned her head and glanced at the housekeeper, "Go call Yun Kuo, and let him come over and take a look."

  The butler looked stunned, and bowed his head: "Master Yun Kuo has already ordered the medicine to be delivered this afternoon, and the princess shouldn’t get worse."

  This is unreasonable.

  The effect of high-level medicine is immediate.

  Not to mention that it was sent by Master Yun Kuo, there should be no problem.

   Yantao raised his eyebrows lightly: "Yun Kuo...know that Nebula is injured?"

  The butler nodded.

  Master Yan stretched out his fingers and rubbed his chin, his face was thoughtful.

  Could it be that the little girl is trying to play with Yun Kuo?

  Forget it, no matter what, you have to check it out first.

  Bedroom.

  The girl was a little pale and lay on the bed, with a few thick quilts covering three layers and three layers inside.

  Even so, she still shivered slightly, as if it were cold.

   Qihe sat on the bed anxiously, testing the temperature on the girl's forehead with his hands.

  The tentacles are cold.

  It was almost as if he had touched a piece of ice.

   Qihe twisted her eyebrows slightly: "How can it be so serious?"

  She took a close look at the medicine the butler brought over in the afternoon.

  You only need to recuperate for a few days after using it to regain your vitality.

   should not be the current situation.

  A thin-faced old man beside him was standing beside him with his beard.

   Nebula is cold all over, her consciousness is already not sober, even a thin layer of frost has condensed on her eyebrows, and her red lips are as pale as snow, without any blood.

   "Come here and see the princess's hurt, why are you standing there!"

  Qihe is in a hurry.

  The old man frowned, and replied helplessly: "Girl Qihe, it's not that I don't look at it, it's that I can't help it now."

  If he could be optimistic, it would have passed long ago.

  The door creaked and was pushed away from the outside.

   Yan Tao stepped in.

  She glanced at the girl lying sideways on the bed, raised her brows lightly, and a light cold flashed across her eyes.

"what happened?"

When    spoke, Yan Tao looked at Qihe standing there.

"Patriarch Yan," Qihe nodded slightly to her, turned his eyes to look at Nebula, and then sighed, "The cold of the ice box penetrated her body, and the medicine was used in the afternoon, as if it didn't work as expected. , On the contrary, it has worsened."

  The butler was surprised: "How come?"

The pharmacist beside    stroked his beard and nodded: "It is true."

  Yantao walked slowly to the bed beside him, bowed slightly, his voice slowed down, "Nebula?"

   "Nebula?"

   Nebula was shivering while holding the quilt, and his lips were trembling with cold.

  The coldness is condensed in her body.

  Even if it is covered with a thick quilt, it is useless to raise the room temperature to the highest.

  Yantao: "Where is Yunkuo, why haven't you come yet?"

   "Brother Yantao, I'm fine..."

   Nebula turned over, and a layer of frost was still condensed on his eyebrows, which was more innocent and tender than the past, three points weaker.

  (End of this chapter)