The King of Xixia no longer came to harass Qingcheng, which made her breathe a big sigh of relief. The carriage drove slowly, and the girl who took care of her along the way sat far away, looking at her with some pity and helplessness.
, in a daze. If Qingcheng hadn’t asked me to do something, she would never have taken the initiative to approach her!
Qingcheng has finally fallen into peace, and the lecherous king is no longer here! I no longer have to be on guard all the time. But I always wake up uncomfortably from the sudden cold and sudden heat of my body in my sleep!
"Ying'er, I'm cold!" In Qingcheng's confused shout, the girl frowned and covered her body with a thick quilt, and then quickly sat back to the original place, as if she was in Qingcheng.
If you stay around Cheng for even a second, she will eat him up.
Qingcheng's body had already been covered with three thick quilts by Ying'er, which were so heavy that he couldn't breathe. However, Qingcheng still felt cold, hugging himself under the quilt and shivering.
"Are you feeling better? Beauty!" I don't know when the leader of the Xixia Kingdom came to the carriage and looked at Qingcheng solemnly.
Qingcheng's haggard and pale face peeked out from under the thick quilt, her eyes were hollow and weak. She clutched the quilt tightly, her teeth trembling together slightly.
There was a hint of pity in the eyes of the King of Xixia. He stretched out his hand hesitantly, but before he could touch Qingcheng's face, he quickly retracted it like a regret. He stood up and said, "Take good care of her."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door curtain was lifted and people were already out!
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When passing by a small town, to my surprise, the leader of the Xixia Kingdom stopped, placed Qingcheng in a house, and called a doctor for diagnosis!
After another interruption of sight and hearing, the doctor shook his head and said nothing, leaving a pile of herbs and going out.
The aroma of traditional Chinese medicine wafted from outside the house, and Qingcheng knew that Ying'er was boiling medicine again!
He is sick! It's not serious! This is what Qingcheng knows from the attitude of watching from a distance, from the top to the Xixia King, and the helpless look in Ying'er's eyes.
"Girl, it's time to take the medicine!" Ying'er's attitude towards Qingcheng has become much friendlier! There is no longer the previous disgust, and there is even a hint of pity.
These days, Qingcheng no longer feels so cold, but the pain in his lower right abdomen is getting more and more painful! Moreover, Qingcheng can clearly feel swelling in his wrists and body.
Qingcheng struggled to sit up from the bed, stretched out his hand to receive the decoction handed over by Ying'er.
"Girl." Ying'er shouted with surprise and fear, and the concoction in the bowl swayed with her trembling hands.
Following her frightened gaze, he lowered his eyes and saw large and small rose rashes on the skin that had lost its former luster. It looked red and scary. Qingcheng looked at Ying'er and smiled weakly: "I
Are you going to die?"
When Ying'er heard this, her hands shook, and the concoction in the bowl spilled out of the bowl!
"Girl!" She called with a wider mouth, and her eyes sparkled.
"This disease is contagious, isn't it?" He smiled bitterly, and before Ying'er could answer, he reached out and took the medicine bowl in her hand and drank it.
"Go away! Don't come back again!"
"Girl!"
Ying'er's sight was a little twisted, and gradually became hazy. Qingcheng did not look at her anymore, and slid into the quilt with difficulty. His body was as heavy as a thousand kilograms of weight pressing on him, and floating in the air like cotton wool.
The King of Xixia outside the door saw all this. He stood at the door for a moment, sighed and then left!