Master is a white moonlight

In Haishi, in Fengning Hall.

Zhu Hua knelt on the marble beside the soft couch, sweating coldly with anxiety, and tears kept falling from his eye sockets.

Holding the soft silk in his hand, he wiped the sweat from Leng Yizhen's forehead from time to time, waiting anxiously for the high priest to come.

"Ugh...it hurts..." Leng Yizhen held his head in his hands, tossed and turned on the soft couch, moaning in pain continuously.

The eyes were tightly closed, and the thick eyelashes were covered with crystal teardrops, which fell on the soft couch.

The headache came too quickly, like a long needle pierced into the brain, and the severe tingling pain hit.Fortunately, this sudden headache did not last forever, but intermittently.

Xuan Qiao hurriedly walked towards the princess' bedroom, passing through several Qionglou palaces, completely ignoring the greetings from the maids, and hastily arrived at the door of the bedroom.

As soon as he set foot on the door of the hall, he heard intermittent painful groans coming from the hall.

With a "bang", Xuan Qiao pushed open the palace door with both hands, and walked quickly towards the soft couch.

"Xiao'er, what's wrong with you?" Xuan Qiao leaned over and helped Leng Yijiao up from the soft couch, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong?"

"Master, my head... hurts so much..." Leng Yijiao still closed his eyes tightly, as if grasping at straws, he kept pushing into Xuanqi's arms.

Leng Yijiao was so painful that he had hallucinations, mistook Xuan Mou for Shen Han, and was greedy for Xuan Moo's warm embrace.

"Zhu Hua!" Xuan Qiao turned around and yelled at the maid beside her, her eyes were bloodshot and cold.

"The servant is here..." Zhu Hua immediately wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and bowed down respectfully.

"Go get the priest's silver needle!" Xuan Qiao hugged the person in her arms tightly, and the moment she closed her eyes, a crystal tear fell on Leng Yijiao's long hair.

"Here." Zhu Hua bowed out in a respectful voice.

"Don't be afraid, Jian'er, there is a teacher." Xuan Qian pulled Leng Yijiao's right hand, put his fingers on the side of Leng Yijiao's wrist, and felt the pulse of the other party.

Why is this pulse so chaotic? !

How Leng Yizhen relieved his headache in the end, I can't remember clearly.When she woke up, she saw Xuan Qiao lying on her side in white.

The flickering candlelight at the head of the bed shone on Xuan Chi's side face, and the high bridge of the nose outlined a beautiful arc.Thick lashes sweep like feathers across the lids, casting a small shadow.

Xuan Qiao slept very restlessly, frowning slightly from time to time, probably because of having a nightmare.

Leng Yijiao leaned out and glanced out the window, the sky was already pale in the east, and the morning light pierced through the clouds.

Supporting the palm on the ice cream, one hand slipped, and Leng Yiluo threw herself directly on Xuanqi's body.

All this happened so suddenly, Leng Yizhen couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds.Clearly feeling the soft chest of the other party, a trace of greed actually appeared.

After regaining consciousness, Leng Yijiao was about to get up from Xuan's body, but unexpectedly, she was imprisoned in her arms by Xuan's hands, unable to move.

"Yes...I'm sorry!" Leng Yizhen apologized quickly, and blinked her almond eyes a few times because she was too nervous, "It must have hit you."

"Xian'er is so enthusiastic, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to being a teacher." Xuan Qiao curled the corner of her mouth, turned over, and pressed Leng Yiyao under her body.

Leng Yijiao felt the world spinning in front of his eyes, and then he was pressed down by Xuan Qiao, casting a shadow over his head.

"You...what are you going to do?!" Leng Yijiao looked at Xuanqi in horror, and pushed hard with both hands.

But I don't know why this person can't push it with such great strength.

"How is Er'er feeling now? Does your head still hurt?" Xuan love leaned closer, her soft chest pressed against Leng Yi's chest, and a black hair fell on Leng Yi's neck, wanting to reach out to touch Leng Yi The cheeks of the bean.

"Thank you." Leng Yijiao thanked him sincerely, avoiding Xuan Qiao's touch, "Thank you for giving me the acupuncture, and now the pain is gone."

She vaguely remembered that before she fell into a coma, Xuan Qiao asked someone to take the silver needle, presumably this person gave her the needle to relieve her headache.

"Just talk about it?" Xuan Qiao leaned close to Leng Yijiao's ear and blew lightly.

Leng Yizhen could clearly feel his beating heart, and he gritted his silver teeth as hard as he could, so he chose not to make a sound.

"Why is Jian'er so afraid of being a teacher?" Xuan Qiao suddenly laughed softly, her phoenix eyes slightly raised, "Could it be that I'm afraid that being a teacher will kill you?"

"..." Leng Yizhen turned his head to the side, and continued to remain silent.

"Xian'er, don't be afraid." Xuan Qiao kissed Leng Yiluo's neck, holding back the lust that was almost overflowing all over her body, "I will not do anything to you now as a teacher."

"On the good day for both of us, as a teacher, I will put Jian'er under my body and love me a lot, so that Jian'er can know what true happiness is." That mole of tears is very coquettish.

"You...you shut up!" Leng Yijiao had never heard such foul language before, her cheeks were flushed with anger, she turned her head and glanced at Xuanqi, "Get down!"

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Xuan Qiao said as she leaned over and kissed Leng Yijiao's forehead, and then got off Leng Yijiao's body.

Xuan Qiao stood on the edge of the bed and tied her belt, tidied up the slightly loose robes, and finally hung the white jade pendant beside the pillow on her waist.

Leng Yijiao carefully pulled the brocade quilt aside to cover her body, her eyes were fixed on Xuan Qian's back, for fear that this person would go back on the bed once he regretted it.

"It's still early, so let's sleep a little longer." Xuan Qiao raised her eyes to look at the clouds outside the window, and said softly, "I'm going to go to court early as a teacher."

The moment Xuan Qiao turned around, Leng Yizhen quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep, but her eyelashes trembled slightly because of being too nervous.

Xuan Qiao stood on the bedside for a long time, suppressing the smile on her lips, and almost laughed out loud.

Leng Yizhen pretended to be asleep on purpose, but because she was too sleepy, she actually fell asleep in the end, and didn't wake up until it was almost time.

After Zhu Hua took care of Leng Yijiao's dressing, he called a group of maidservants to fill the entire dining table with breakfast.Only then did the maidservants be dismissed, and they continued to serve Leng Yijiao for meals.

"Your Highness, I see that your complexion is much better today." Zhu Hua said with a coquettish smile while filling Leng Yiluo with soup.

"Well, I feel much better." Leng Yikan scooped up a spoonful of delicious chicken soup, put it on his lips and blew gently, "My head doesn't hurt anymore."

"By the way, Zhu Hua." Leng Yizhen put down the spoon in his hand, took the silk handed over by Zhu Hua, wiped the corner of his mouth, and said, "I have one more thing to ask you."

"The servant will report the truth." Zhu Hua lowered his head and replied respectfully.

"Where are my father and mother?" Leng Yizhen put the silk on the table, thought for a while before asking, "Why haven't I seen them these two days?"

Leng Yizhen didn't know why the high priest was in power in Ji Kingdom, but since there is a princess, there must be a king.

"Your Majesty and Empress... both went west ten years ago." Zhu Hua lowered his head even lower, his voice visibly trembling.

It turned out that Princess Feng Yi's parents had both died.No wonder, now the high priest is in power in Ji Kingdom.

For some reason, when Leng Yizhen heard the fact that Princess Feng Yi's parents had both died, his chest suddenly felt congested and it was difficult to breathe.

An elbow accidentally knocked the white jade bowl on the table to the ground.

With a "bang", the white jade shattered to the ground, and the soup in the bowl splashed everywhere.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Zhu Hua looked at Leng Yijiao nervously, and knelt down on the ground with a "plop", "Don't scare your servant!"

"It's okay." Leng Yizhen waved his hand towards Zhu Hua, his lips turned pale, "I'll be fine after a while."

"Slave...Slave, please go and invite the high priest!" Zhu Hua was so anxious that tears rolled down his face, and he was about to get up.

"No...no need!" Leng Yizhen immediately refused, and stretched out his arms to Zhu Hua, "help me to lie on the couch for a while."

"Here!" Zhu Hua nodded repeatedly, and helped Leng Yiluo to lie down on the soft couch.

Sure enough, after lying on the soft couch for a while, Leng Yizhen no longer had chest tightness.

After a short rest, Leng Yizhen took his own pulse.Judging from the pulse condition, his body is very healthy and there is nothing unusual.