"That's good," Ya Ge breathed a sigh of relief, interrupted her, and ordered: "Su Yan, hurry up and prepare hot water for me, I..."
After a long period of depression and a night of soaking in cold water, Ya Ge fell ill.
Falling asleep every day.
When I was confused, there was always a question in my mind: I was soaked all over, I must have jumped into the lake.
But why do I wake up on the shore?
Did I climb up on my own?
Why, no impression at all?
Xuanyuan Yongling's dream, on the other hand, has a clear memory.
I've been sick for a long time, a long time...
When things got better again, it was already late autumn.
During dinner, Xuanyuan Liuche came over to join her.
"Your Majesty, why don't you eat?" Seeing his tired face and poor appetite, Yage couldn't help but ask.
She must understand Hunjun's every move, including his body and spleen and stomach.
Xuanyuan Liuche waved his hands, shook his head, forced a smile, and said, "I'm full!"
Yage then put down his bowl, took a piece of steamed fish with chopsticks, put it into the bowl in front of him, and said, "Your Majesty, this is not good, you only ate a little bit!"
Xuanyuan Liuche wanted to eat the food brought by the beauty.
Unfortunately, he really couldn't swallow it.
Seeing this, Ya Ge asked intentionally: "Your Majesty, how long have you been like this? Didn't the national master prepare a body-building elixir for you recently?"
Xuanyuan Liuche's expression was agitated when he saw that she was 'caring' about him.
He held her little hand, brought it to her lips and kissed it.
He smiled and said: "My beloved concubine, don't worry, I only need to recuperate for a few days. I will be immortal as long as my beloved concubine is here!"
Immortality, just you?
Disgusting, are you worthy?
Ya Ge felt contempt in her heart, and withdrew her hand with a smile.
It's just that it will take a few days to recuperate.
Day after day, several days passed, and instead of getting better, Xuanyuan Liuche became seriously ill.
Ya Ge secretly grieved: Xuanyuan Liuche, Xuanyuan Liuche, in this cold winter season, with your broken body, are you afraid that you won't be able to survive?