Love on the bed: the abandoned concubine of the king

"Really?" Yan Wuxue asked lightly, and then he turned around again, since Su Dai didn't want to know, he could be considered as retired, and there were other people beside Su Dai.

That being the case, even if she stayed, she wouldn't even look at her.

More importantly, she won the bet.

Wen Yimo had already dealt with all the lurking people, he panted slightly, and clutched his chest, as if he felt a little uncomfortable, when he saw Su Dai running towards him, his expression recovered, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong .

Su Dai looked at several corpses lying on the ground, and there were several floating on the river, Su Dai was a little stunned, Wen Yimo was one against ten.

Seeing that Su Dai was soaked all over, Wen Yimo couldn't help frowning slightly, and at the same time remembered that Su Dai didn't know how to swim, so he couldn't help being startled.

How frightened he was, Su Dai drowned and drifted downstream.

But seeing that Su Dai is still fine now, he is also relieved.

"Are you okay?" Wen Yimo asked softly, his face was pale, and the hand touching Su Dai was also cold.

Su Dai shook her head and said, "Someone saved me, who are these people?"

"I don't know the identity yet, I will investigate with Hongye at the same time." Wen Yimo seemed to be exhausted, after a fight, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

After returning to the house, the two went to take a shower and put on clean clothes to prevent themselves from getting cold.

But in the middle of the night, Wen Yimo developed a high fever.

In this secluded place on the outskirts of Beijing, where would there be a doctor? Su Dai was a little anxious, so she could only wipe Wen Yimo's sweat.

But she touched Wen Yimo's forehead, his body temperature was terribly cold, as if a cold had struck, even the sweat seemed to be ice cold, he had a low-grade fever.

Su Dai bit her lower lip, and asked Zhang Bo to bring all the quilts and cover Wen Yimo's body.

Wen Yimo's face was pale, without a trace of blood, Su Dai had never seen Wen Yimo like this before, her heart sank, if she wanted to find a doctor, she would have to go back to Kyoto tomorrow to find him, but ordinary people Can the doctor cure Wen Yimo?

Wen Yimo seemed to be babbling all the time, Su Dai couldn't hear clearly, but she was more and more worried about Wen Yimo, for fear that he would get cold.

The candlelight was flickering, Zhang Bo changed another pot of hot water, Su Dai was washing towels, but Wen Yimo slightly opened his eyes at this moment, and saw Su Dai's appearance clearly, the brown eyes seemed to be emitting light.

"How do you feel? Why do you have a low-grade fever? Didn't you take the medicine that Furong gave you?" Su Dai asked several questions with a worried face, and she couldn't hide her worry.

Wen Yimo only felt that his whole body was sticky and very uncomfortable. He lowered his eyes and realized that there were many quilts covering his body. He couldn't help laughing in his heart. Even so, it couldn't make him better.

He himself understood that this was a precursor.

"Dai'er, what will you do if I die?" Wen Yimo asked softly.

Su Dai was taken aback for a moment, and she frowned, but she had a bad premonition in her heart.

Her nose was sore, she forced herself not to think about it, and said: "What should I do? I will naturally find a better man, so you can't die now, I haven't found one yet."

Only she can say such words, Wen Yimo smiled bitterly.

"I'm just asking." Wen Yimo seemed a little angry, "You can't have anyone else, you only belong to me."

"So you can't die..." Su Dai murmured, she was also aware that Wen Yimo's situation really worried her.

"It's okay, I just caught a cold." Wen Yimo said softly, he was already feeling tired, he felt the cold gushing from his heart, slowly spreading to his limbs, he just felt so cold, no matter how much he covered him Even the quilt couldn't warm his heart.

He was really scared.

With difficulty, Wen Yimo took out an object from under the pillow, handed it to Su Dai, and said, "This is a token from the head of the Red Blood Sect. If you are in danger, you can pull down the rope. Red Blood Sect People in the door will obey your orders."

Su Dai is holding that thing, which is a small cylindrical thing, which seems to be as transparent as crystal, and the word "red blood" is written on it.

"How can you give me this thing?" Su Dai was a little stunned.

"I don't have it now..." Wen Yimo looked sad, "I don't have the ability to protect you..."

"But this is also your life-saving item." Su Dai returned the item to him.

"It's okay. With my current situation, I can protect myself." Wen Yimo said softly, "When I recover, you can just return it to me."

Now that Wen Yimo has already said this, Su Dai couldn't say anything more, so she put away her things.

Now they are in the suburbs of Beijing, and there is only Uncle Zhang in this house, so she is also vaguely worried.

But she was really worried about Wen Yimo's current situation. She thought about it carefully and wondered whether Yan Wuxue would follow her. If so, she might ask Yan Wuxue to treat Wen Yimo.

But Yan Wuxue didn't know where it was, Su Dai walked out, and there was not a single star in the sky tonight, as if something ominous had happened.

"Third Martial Uncle!" Su Dai yelled, and waited for a long time, but did not hear any echo. She waited for a long time, her heart slowly cooled down, Yan Wuxue really left.

She always felt that Wen Yimo was a little strange. After fighting today, he was obviously struggling.

Is this because the cold jade mentality he cultivated cannot be suppressed, and the cold air attacks the heart?

In this case, should we go to Yinyue Palace?

Thinking of this, Su Dai already had a sad expression on her face.

Deeper and more dewy, she quietly guarded Wen Yimo's bedside, Wen Yimo fell asleep peacefully like a child, with sweat still dripping from his forehead.

She also gradually fell asleep, and soon she fell asleep.

But on the other side, it was not so peaceful.

Just after dawn, an eunuch shouted outside: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time to wake up."

Wen Junchi frowned and had to open his eyes.

Immediately, Gong'e and eunuchs took the grooming utensils and attire, Wen Junchi was still sleepy, but just stretched out his hands and asked Gong'e to change his clothes for him.

But there was a different feeling on his back, it was a kind of teasing, passing across his back, making his drowsiness recede immediately, and he looked back.

That Gong'e wore the same dress, but she had an aura that no one else could imitate. She lowered her head, but she could still see her pretty face. The clavicle and a piece of crisp breast are like fat white jade.

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