Next, only Huangfu Qingcheng was singing a one-man show.
Xiaobao still just listened but didn't say it.
He was too lazy to speak...
In the circle he lives in, he really lost his interest in speaking...
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Three days later, in the evening.
In an inn, Murong Jing was in a coma for three days.
Xiao Zhongzhi and Chen Shou were anxious. If something happened to the emperor, the future situation would be impossible to imagine!
They also adjusted their breathing for Murong Yunli, but they did not improve.
The doctor changed one after another.
At this time, the two were guarding outside the door.
An uninvited guest came inside - Simaluo.
Xiao Zhongzhi really couldn't understand what the relationship between Sima Luo and his own emperor was.
In theory, the two of them faced each other in a tit-for-tat way, as if water and fire were incompatible. Why would Sima Luo take action to save him at the critical moment?
But at this moment, they asked Sima Luo to come out. They were so stupid?
What if he is not good for the emperor?
It seems that there is no reason to do something unfavorable. At this time, Sima Luo didn't have to do anything at all. The emperor was in danger. His internal organs were seriously injured. If he wanted to recover completely, it would be difficult to recover without a year or two of treatment.
Once upon a time.
Sima Luo looked at the handsome face lying on the bed, who was exactly the same as himself, as if he was just watching him become like this one day in the future. He was in a very strange mood, just like... if he died, then he would also be
Following death, the lives and future of the two people seem to be tied together.
"Hey, do you think... I didn't allow you to die, do you want to die? If you die, who will repay the hatred I owe me?! Don't think about it!" He approached, raised his simple palm, and wanted to give Murong Jing one.
The slap was just that the bloodless cheeks and deep-locked eyebrows seemed to be very painful.
Does he still need to hit him? It hurts enough not to hit him...
Even if he fights, can he understand it?
In his arms, he took out a medicine bottle and said, "It's a cheap price for you. Good thing, you owe me another money. I'll calculate it with you later. However, this thing... is yours. Haha
!” These words are something that is in the words.