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The two felt pain in their hearts.

"Jin'er, is there something on your mind?" Nan Puyue asked with concern.

Wiping away the slight traces of tears, suppressing the sadness in her eyes, Nan Pujin said with a smile: "There are still fifteen days until my brother gets married, but..." His eyes darkened as he spoke, "I'm afraid It's Jin'er's body that doesn't live up to expectations, and I can't wait for that day."

From the beginning to the end, she finished speaking with a smile on her face, as if she was talking about a very peaceful matter, her tone was calm and calm.

The heart ached for a while, suppressing the tears in her eyes, Nan Puyue looked at her firmly and said: "Say something stupid, you will be fine, don't think about those things in the future, the most urgent thing now is to take care of yourself." Take care of your body, you know?"

She just nodded slightly and stopped talking.

The cold wind howled all night, during which Zhuge Yi asked him to rest, but he refused, so the two of them stayed half asleep until the next morning.

In the morning, I opened the window a little bit, looked through the gap between the two bars, and saw the gloomy sky, and the courtyard was in a mess and depression, but fortunately, the cold wind finally calmed down a bit at this moment.

The weather was no longer making troubles, but Nan Pujin's health did not improve until noon, and she couldn't wait any longer, so Nan Puyue sent someone to invite the imperial physician.

After taking the pulse, the imperial physician couldn't help but frowned. After pondering for a moment, he got up and looked at the two worried faces, and then said with a sly face: "You two, please take a moment to talk to the old minister."

The three of them walked to the hall, Nan Puyue asked in a low voice uneasy, "How is it, imperial doctor?"

The man in his fifties had a complicated expression, stroked his beard, and then said slowly: "Forgive me, the old minister, the pulse of the eldest princess is intermittent, and she is really weak. Compared with the pulse of previous illnesses, this time It is already a sign of exhaustion, so please be prepared mentally at any time, my lord." Having said this, he shook his head and sighed.

Nan Puyue's palms were cold, she clenched her sleeves tightly, and asked with difficulty: "How much time do you have at most?"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied truthfully: "I'm afraid...I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this month."

Zhuge Yi was taken aback!He didn't react at the moment, something happened suddenly, which instantly made his mind go blank.

However, Nan Puyue's eyes were closed deeply, and his heart was as heavy as it was heavy. He still couldn't get rid of the painful fact, and only one sentence echoed in his mind: I can't make it through this month...

At this moment, he really wanted to grab the imperial physician's arm and ask if he had misread it, and there must be salvation, right? This must be a fake, it must be!

The grief was hidden in his heart until Zhuge Yi frowned and asked the imperial physician: "Is there no other way to heal?"

He shook his head helplessly, there was really nothing he could do.

At this time, Nan Puyue slowly opened her long and bloodshot eyes, and then said in a deep voice with no expression on her face: "I see, the imperial doctor should go back first."

After sending the imperial physician away, Zhuge Yi didn't know how to comfort him, he hesitated to speak every time, seeing his distraught appearance, he couldn't do anything for him except feel sorry for him, even though he was the only son, he still I can feel the pain of knowing that a loved one is dying.And what about myself?And it doesn't hurt. After so many years of friendship, he has long regarded Nan Pujin as his own sister. Compared with Nan Puyue's mood at the moment, it is obviously not much better.

"Don't tell her." Nan Puyue said with her lips slightly parted, there was still no extra expression on her face, but her voice was a little hoarse.

Zhuge Yi patted him on the shoulder reassuringly. In fact, there is no need to remind him, he also knows how to measure.

Day and night changed, and time passed bit by bit, as if the sky in Ling'an Palace had been shrouded in desolate frost. Seeing Nan Pujin's condition worsening day by day, Nan Puyue finally couldn't hold back anymore.

When there were still ten days before the wedding day, he suddenly moved the wedding date forward by seven days, of which, two days for preparation and one day for marriage, that is to say, all the posts he sent would be reposted tomorrow. people.

Everyone didn't understand what he did, but he didn't bother to explain.

He has always been moody and does not play cards according to common sense. This time, everyone unanimously did not express any opinions.

Although the guests had no objections, there was some unrest in the General's Mansion.

This advance does not matter, if it is proposed a month ago, it can be discussed. However, at this time, the wedding date has fallen, and the wedding invitations that should be sent have already been sent out. How can it be changed temporarily?What's more, it was originally a good day and auspicious day for the person to be appointed, but now it is a bit too hasty to find a random date to marry How much, why can't wait?

Later, Nan Puyue had no choice but to tell Zhou Shuxing a reason in order to calm things down, that is, Xiao Qiao has his own flesh and blood, and he wants to be responsible for his wife and children as soon as possible, thinking about it day and night, so he can't wait.

Zhou Qiao listened to his explanation, and did not deny it. Although Zhou Shuxing was surprised at the time, he admitted it after being surprised. He acted so recklessly. I don't know whether to blame him for this, or to celebrate the birth of a grandson. In the end, Anyway, this is the end of the matter, so let them go.

As soon as the news came out, it quickly spread to the entire Jingzi City. The number one son of Nanpu, the handsome, elegant and noble man in people's eyes, was going to get married in three days. The heart of a beautiful woman.

However, they are not the only ones who are hurt. Zhuge Yi is probably feeling more uncomfortable than anyone else. He has promised to give him freedom and will not pester him anymore, so he has been trying to calm down and hold back the pain for the past few days. He believes that time After a long time, it will pass soon.

Here, in an elegant room in Changle Square, there is a lot of panting, and when the bed is shaking, the thin pink gauze is gently floating with the air. Looking carefully through the gauze curtain, I can see a man and a woman with their clothes fully undressed, doing Move back and forth.

The man is older, with prominent forehead lines, thick eyebrows and small eyes, and a narrow face. Overall, he doesn't look too awkward.

The woman is dressed like a noble lady, her hairpins have long been messed up, her breasts are exposed, her head is tilted back, her eyes are like silk, accompanied by the incense burner outside the gauze curtain, she is indescribably seductive.

Needless to say, the person under this body is Zuo Lingxiu, that delicate woman whose heart is twisted step by step and dyed herself more and more dirty. At this time, she is under the body of a man who paid her for sex Calling beautifully, the mode is very close to debauchery.