However, her words did not receive the king's approval. Instead, the hand on her waist gradually became stronger, "I know that Gong Jinxuan has seen you today, and he is also very interested in you. He even made a request to let me treat you as a child."
Give it to him as a gift back to Chudu. Eleven, are you so obedient today because you want my king to succeed?"
Oh my God! Qi Mingye's words were completely beyond Eleven's expectations. She and Gong Jinxuan had only met twice, and they hadn't spoken a few words to each other. Yet he actually asked the king for a gift? The strength of his hands on his waist became stronger.
The pain was so intense that I didn't dare to let out any breath. I put my hands on Qi Mingye's neck, trying my best to avoid the shattering pain.
Gong Jinxuan's request made him confused, and Eleven Talents' respectful attitude further confirmed the ambiguity between the two.
I miscalculated eleven and pretended to be soft and courteous in front of Qi Mingye at this time. This will only annoy him more. "King, it hurts. Don't leave on eleven. Wang, don't."
The king withdrew his strength, and the waves were turbulent under his calm and cruel eyes. He kissed Eleven's broken lips, and said in a seductive and threatening voice: "You can't live without me, you are my king's, no one wants you."
Here, you have to stay with me for the rest of your life, even if you end up alone, do you hear me?"
Eleven closed her eyes, not wanting the king to see the resentment in her eyes, "I heard it, Eleven belongs to the king and will never leave the king."
Lying down, Qi Mingye kissed her Emei and her eyes. It had been a long time since Eleven had been so well-behaved. Even if he knew clearly that she might be faking it, he would be happy to be in this falsehood. Gong Jinxuan is
Smart, no matter how Ten dresses up, he can clearly see the essence of Eleven. It is impossible to take Eleven away from him, it will never be possible.
Wang became angry when he thought of Gong Jinxuan, but vented all his anger on Eleven.
He asked for Eleven again and again, until Eleven passed out, as if he still couldn't relieve his hatred.
The wind blowing into the hall extinguished the candlelight. In the dark night, Qi Mingye held Eleven in his arms for the first time in a long time. He forgot that the hatred was spilling out of his eyes.
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When the two palace doors were installed the next day, Eleven still didn't wake up.
Zhusha was a little worried, so she went to check his forehead and found out that his master was suffering from high fever. In panic, he quickly took a wet towel, wrung it out, and put it on his forehead. He also went to check the medicine bottles, but they were all medicines for treating sores and high fever.
Nothing relevant.
What to do? Do you want to go find the king? But the memory of being blocked from the palace several times before has not gone away. The master is a concubine who has fallen out of favor. Now that the new favorite is on the side, who still cares about the old one?
Then who should we look for? Among the imperial doctors at the Royal Hospital, because Wang was hot and cold towards the Eleventh Girl, and they all felt frightened by the Eleventh Girl, how could they be kind enough to listen to her request and come to see her?
How to do how to do?
Zhusha finally decided to try her luck at the imperial hospital. Even if no imperial doctor came to see her, it would still be good to give her a pair of antipyretic medicine.
After she left Chunhua Hall, there was no one to look after the eleventh girl. She couldn't help but step a little faster. At the corner of the winding corridor, she bumped into someone. Zhu Sha was walking so fast that she bumped hard and fell to the ground.
After seeing clearly the person she bumped into, Zhusha looked frightened and kowtowed humbly, "I was reckless and bumped into the third prince. Please forgive me."
Gong Jinxuan remembered that this maid was the same one he saw in Chunhua Palace yesterday. He vaguely remembered that her name was... Zhu Sha. "Get up. I don't blame you."
Cinnabar thanked her and stood up.
"Look at you looking flustered, is something difficult?"
Zhusha wanted to leave quickly, but she couldn't make up a lie for a while, so she told the truth, "My master has a high fever, and I am planning to go to the imperial hospital to ask the imperial doctor to prescribe fever medicine."