Shark Tears

Updated: 2012-08-26

As soon as Tingfeng and Xiaofan went out, Xueer came in with porridge. Leng Yue didn't have much strength in her hands, so Xueer could only feed them mouthful by mouthful.But I don't know why Xue'er burst into tears suddenly, Leng Yue suddenly felt a little dizzy, why so many people love to cry today.

Helplessly asked: "Xue'er, what's wrong?"

Xue'er sobbed, and replied intermittently: "Master...Master, please cherish...your body! You...your illness... ...in the mansion...up and down the mansion...all in a hurry!"

Leng Yue was moved when she heard this, it turns out that so many people still miss her, she looked at Xue Er who was crying like pear blossoms and rain in front of her, and said: "Don't cry, I won't have anything to eat when you cry. "

Only then did Xue'er come to her senses, she was feeding her master, she didn't even have time to wipe away her tears before continuing to feed Leng Yue.

After resting for a whole day, Leng Yue still felt that she couldn't lift up her strength and sighed helplessly. It seemed that she could only lie on the bed today, but the booklet was almost finished, and she wanted to catch up in the next two days. But it looks like I'm afraid it won't work.And if Ting Feng was caught in the middle of the night, I don't know how much commotion there will be!Maybe after listening to the wind, I will move to live here!

Thinking of this, Leng Yue smiled helplessly, suddenly he felt that he was a little bit reluctant!

It was night, Tingfeng stayed in Lengyue room until late at night before leaving, Qian reminded him not to get up in the middle of the night to do something he shouldn't do, and took away all the pens and inkstones in Lengyue room.Looking at his cautious appearance, Leng Yue smiled helplessly, and shook her head.Even if I really want to get up and write a pamphlet, why don't I have the physical strength!Otherwise, I will still lie in bed all day.

Since there is no way to write, then take a good rest!Leng Yue plans to rest for today, and go to court as usual tomorrow morning, after all, Yun Qiyu is watching him very closely now!Moreover, I haven't finished writing my new pamphlet yet, so I can't die yet.

In the middle of the night, dark clouds blocked some of the moon's brilliance, and everything around was very quiet.Suddenly, there was a burst of wind in the distance. Although Leng Yue was sick, she was still vigilant when she noticed someone approaching.

Leng Yue didn't open her eyes, she just felt the breath of the person outside the house quietly, after a while there was no movement, but there was a burst of strange fragrance, Leng Yue smiled disdainfully in her heart, she herself was very poisonous I'm afraid that you, little Mixiang, won't succeed.

The people outside the house waited cautiously for a while, and felt that there was no movement in the house, so they tiptoed through the window and came in.Leng Yue didn't have any intention of resisting, seeing how cautious he was not daring to disturb her, she knew that he was only here to inquire about the news and not to assassinate.

Sure enough, the man approached Leng Yue, who was lying on the bed step by step, carefully. Leng Yue still had her eyes closed, breathing evenly, as if she was in a deep sleep.

The person who came was less than a foot away from Leng Yue, and then stood there to see if Leng Yue would react.Leng Yue smiled in her heart, with his three-legged cat skills, he was discovered from a long distance, if he didn't want to kill and was too lazy to move, I'm afraid this person would have died long ago!

The man has not acted for a long time, and Leng Yue also stands still, waiting for his further action.Leng Yue, who had her eyes closed, clearly heard the sound of him taking a deep breath, as if she was trying to embolden herself, and sighed again in her heart, even nine lives would not be enough for a killer to die like this.

After taking a deep breath, the man finally took a few steps closer to Leng Yue, and then clasped Leng Yue's wrist with one hand. After a while, the hand was withdrawn, and then the man retreated according to the same path. went back.

After the man left, Leng Yue opened her eyes, sighed in her heart, she was just sick, did she need to lie to him?Shaking his head helplessly, the feeling of being fortified by the person he loves is really not good!Leng Yue stood up and went to the cubicle to wash her hands. The man touched his wrist just now, and he hated it very much!

The more Leng Yue thinks about it, the more sad she feels in her heart, why does he have to guard against himself in every way, obviously he has no malicious intentions!Leng Yue once again made up her mind that she must let him know who she is before she dies, and she must tell him that she loves him!Even if he got disgusted eyes in exchange!In fact, in the final analysis, I still leave myself a hope!

In the early morning of the next day, Leng Yue suddenly had a fever again, and the people in the mansion were very busy again. Ting Feng still sent people to report to the palace, and when he came back, he brought an imperial physician, Mr. Wang.Mr. Wang is of course the most authoritative doctor. Asking Mr. Wang to take Leng Yue's pulse, the rhetoric is naturally similar to that of the doctor yesterday.I still told him to let him have a good rest, not to be too tired,

It's just that the medicine in the prescribed prescription is much more expensive than yesterday's, and I'm afraid the effect will be better!The people in the mansion were naturally busy picking up medicine and decocting medicine again, Tingfeng and Xiaofan were still guarding Leng Yue closely.

As soon as Mr. Wang returned to the palace, he went straight to Weiyang Palace, and Yun Qiyu was sitting in the study reviewing the memorial. Mr. Wang knelt on the ground and reported: "My Majesty, Mr. Right is overworked and didn't pay attention. I got a little cold, and Mr. Leng is very weak, that's why this illness is so aggressive."

Yun Qiyu didn't even raise his head, he already knew about these things last night, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Mr. Wang hesitated for a while, and then said: "I found out that Mr. Leng probably took poison when he was young."

"Ever taken the poison?" Yun Qiyu finally turned his attention to the kneeling Lord Wang, and continued to ask: "Tell me."

"When Wei Chen took Master Leng's pulse, he noticed that Master Leng's pulse was very weak. It should be caused by some serious injury, but it can leave such a serious impact all the time and make his body so weak. Apart from taking poison, Wei Chen thinks There may be other reasons." Mr. Wang said without daring to catch his breath.

Yun Qiyu seemed to be interested: "Are you sure?"

Lord Wang said with certainty: "I am sure, even though I don't know what kind of poison Master Leng took, the red dot on the center of Lord Leng's eyebrow is definitely not a cinnabar mole, but a condensed toxin. It has been lost for a long time, and I don’t know why it appeared on Lord Leng. And according to ancient books, people who have used this prescription can’t touch realgar and Vitex for the rest of their lives, otherwise the poison will break out again, and it will be bad luck.”