This is naturally the first time Fangfei has been to this emperor's bedroom. She looked around curiously. Gao Miao originally wanted to remind her to pay attention to the rules, but when she saw her expression of Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden (hehe, please do not pursue the confusion of the dynasty)
, I couldn't help but feel funny, so I stopped reminding me.
The door opened, Gao Miao bowed his body: "Miss Feng, please."
Fangfei entered and the door closed immediately.
She was startled and felt very unsafe. She felt furious in her heart. She glanced at the closed door, and then looked at the palace lanterns and candlesticks lit in front of her. The light was just right, making her look enough to see the person lying on the bed.
She walked over slowly and saw Luo Jia lying on the bed, her eyes closed and her face looked very ugly. He did not have an illness, but he would feel habitually uncomfortable in such a colder season. Although this pain was not as good as
The onset of the disease is intense, but it penetrates deep into the bone marrow and is dense and lingering, which is even more unbearable.
He was not so terrible when he was sick. Fangfei tiptoed over. But he saw a brocade box on the table at the head of the bed, and a few roasted strips were spread out in the box. It was what he gave to Luo.
It’s useless to count the number of numbers, and no more, and no more, and no one of the numbers is useless. This person is really, why keep it?
"Fangfei, help me roast..."
He suddenly spoke, and Fangfei was startled.
He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pull her. But she quickly took a step back, afraid that she would be treated as a human body warmer again. This is not possible, absolutely not. The big girl, she has self-esteem.
His voice was very weak: "Fangfei, help me, help me..."
She didn't dare to retreat anymore and always wanted to roast him, otherwise it would be even more unimaginable to get sick.
She lit the scallion and walked over. He seemed to feel the heat, and immediately calmed down and his hands stopped stretching out. Fangfei took the scallion and moved carefully on his temple. A warm breath suddenly spread.
When I received information from my mind, my internal organs suddenly felt comfortable all over. The annoying cold and painful yin and cold seemed to be driven under the sun, and gradually I had nowhere to rest.
Seeing that it seemed effective, she stretched out her other hand to massage his temple while scoring. The soft hand pressed on her face, bringing greater warmth than the scorching strip.