Leng Ning was overjoyed when he heard his voice, but he still didn't stop mocking him.
"Here you go again, you don't allow it. Do you think I have to listen to you because you are the emperor?! Now your son is in the hands of that bastard Zhuge Miao. As a father, you have never shouldered the responsibilities of a father for a day. This time it is again
Do you want me to go by myself..."
"Ha..." Although Jiu'er was still very weak and even had difficulty speaking, she still chuckled uncontrollably, turned her face with difficulty, opened her eyes wide, and looked at her face so close,
Although his smile was pale and weak, with blood on his lips, it was still so bright and thrilling in Leng Ning's eyes, "Stinky... girl... probably... probably only... you... would be here... this
When...say this...such words..."
After staring at him for a moment, Leng Ning suddenly tightened his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Uh... it hurts..." Jiu'er complained with a smile on her shoulder.
Leng Ning did not relax him, "I just want to make you hurt, otherwise you will keep sleeping!"
Stretching out his arms with difficulty, Jiu'er gently hugged her waist, "Don't worry...I haven't...married...married you...I...can't bear to...die...die..."
On the terrace, there was a slight rustle of clothes, and the person came down with an anxious look on his face. He looked at the man and woman hugging each other on the couch and breathed a sigh of relief.
Catching the strange movement, Leng Ning quickly let go of Jiu'er, turned to look at the guard, and saw the person clearly, his eyes suddenly flashed brightly, "Mr. Baicao!"
Mr. Baicao's eyes glanced at Jiu'er's slanted gaze, and he lightly shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe I came a little early?!"
Hearing the ambiguity in his tone, Leng Ning's cheeks turned red. He immediately stood up and gave up his seat on the chair. Mr. Baicao smiled, walked over and pressed Jiu'er's wrist pulse. After a long time, he shook his head and sighed.
Voice.
"You monster, it's true that even God refuses to accept you. If you didn't have these golden needles to protect your heart, I'm afraid his punch could really kill you!"
Jiu'er raised the corners of her lips evilly, "Because God knows... I... I haven't done it yet... the new... groom Guan'er..."
Mr. Baicao glanced lazily at him, and quickly probed his body with his right hand to touch several acupuncture points. Jiuer immediately coughed several times again, but this time it was much stronger than the last time.
More blood and black-red congestion overflowed from his mouth. Leng Ning knew that Mr. Baicao was helping him drain the congestion, so he just supported Jiu'er's body and let him finish vomiting. He then soaked the handkerchief with water.