Your Majesty, don't worry

After a while, Qi Yan felt that the person in front of him had suddenly become so obedient, frowning, he quickly picked him up and hugged him to the bed, looking at his red legs, he realized that he was really hot.I don't feel my heart tightening, and my teeth are jerky.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

In fact, it didn't hurt much, but it was summer, and it was hot even in warm water. Su Qingbai had been soaked in medicine since she was a child, and her skin was extremely thin and pale, and it turned red if she didn't pay attention.Fortunately, it was only a little red, if it really burned Qi Yan, he would go crazy.

Seeing Qi Yan's guilty look, he wanted to act like a baby even more, and rubbed naked into Qi Yan's arms, screaming for pain while rubbing.

"I'll ask Liufu to find an imperial doctor to show you right away."

Su Qingbai grabbed his sleeve and said: "I won't show it, I'll show it to you alone."

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, and said: "In the future, you are not allowed to go to those fireworks places at will."

Su Qingbai: "..." This is all going on, why is he still slow.

"Qi Yan, my leg is burnt, it hurts, and I can't walk, can I let you feed me from today?"

"It's useless to act like a baby!"

Su Qingbai: "..." Heartless!

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Su Qingbai moved into the bed, something went wrong with this move, her chest felt hot, she vomited a mouthful of blood, and then fell unconscious.

His head was dizzy, and suddenly he felt a warm hand gently touching his cheek, and then his eyes went dark, and the scene changed, as if he was back in his room when he was in Beijiang. There was a little bookboy beside the bed who was reading stories to him. That person was Duan Yu. Su Qingbai tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be heavy, and he could only see the round but extremely beautiful face of the boy beside the bed through the gap. , that face was no different from Duan Yan's.

Before he could really see the young man clearly, he heard someone speaking sparsely not far away. Su Qingbai took a sharp breath and opened his eyes. The room was empty, and there was a carved gold incense burner on the table There is a medicinal fragrance in it.This time I really woke up.

Her body was fresh and fresh, she had already put on a thin silk coat, she had slept for an unknown amount of time, and felt that her back was sore and swollen, so Su Qingbai got out of bed and walked to the table to find out what kind of medicine was burning in the furnace.His eyes glimpsed a letter with a strip of paint under a scroll of paintings.When I picked up the letters, there were two letters, and the other was written to myself.Su Qingbai's eyes were even more puzzled.His eyes scanned the densely packed words, and his face changed accordingly.

The orange setting sun sprinkled on the ground through the carved window, as if this sleep was not very long, and time was always slow, so slow that Su Qingbai forgot the distance between the conflict with Wala by the Mocha River. Ten years have passed.

Ten years later, Wala also became the leader of the Shatuo clan. He said in his letter that he had the velvet grass that Qi Yan needed. The velvet grass is offered with both hands.

Su Qingbai kept rubbing the end of the letter paper with her fingers, and her eyes gradually darkened. Not many people knew about Qi Yan's symptoms, so how did Wala know that Qi Yan needed to renew the velvet grass?

Just as he was contemplating, he caught a glimpse of a strange noise at the door, raised his head, and saw Qi Yan's bright black eyes filled with joy.Su Qingbai suddenly felt her heart skip a few beats, what would be the consequence of peeking at Qi Yan's letter?

Qi Yan came up quickly, Su Qingbai's pupils shrank, she took two steps back, and blurted out: "You won't drag me to cleanse yourself, will you?"

"what?"