Wang Ye is a Demon

There was a night of thunder outside, and the endless cold and fear kept Gu Yining awake all night. Sitting on the bed, she felt that she was about to become an ice sculpture.

"Huan'er, stay here to accompany Ning'er, and I'll call Jun Li to come over." Liuli caught Huan'er who was sobbing about to go out.

After a while, Liuli took Jun Li into Zhiyuan Pavilion.

Jun Li wore a clean white dress. Seeing Gu Yining's cold look like this, the clear eyes could not help showing a surprised look-this was the first time he had encountered this symptom.

"What's wrong with Xiao Ning?" Jun Li asked the two little girls next to him, a trace of distress still appeared in his surprised eyes.

"Ning'er has been cold all night..." Huan'er was so anxious that she almost cried, her little hand kept pulling on Jun Li's sleeve, "You are a genius doctor, you can definitely cure Ning'er, right?"

"I will try my best." As Jun Li said, he walked quickly to the edge of Gu Yining's bed. Instead of sitting on the edge of the bed, he squatted down gently.

"Xiao Ning, give me your hand." His tone was gentle, as if talking to a scared little white rabbit.

Gu Yining took off the heavy quilt and stretched out the white tender hand.

The slender fingers rested lightly on her slightly trembling wrist. Her wrist was cold, as if it was covered with a layer of ice.

Jun Li said nothing, just put his hands there quietly, his clean face was calm and there were no waves, the soft sunlight quietly sprinkled on his delicate face, and his bangs were plated on the sea. Shallow gold.

Gu Yi stared at him, not so much that Jun Li in front of him was a doctor, but rather...a gentle scholar. It is really hard to imagine that the handsome young man in front of him is actually the genius doctor in everyone's mouth.

Jun Li's stretched eyebrows just a moment later, he couldn't help twisting it up. He raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yining suspiciously: "Xiao Ning, is there any other discomfort besides being cold?"

"I...I... scared..." Gu Yining's voice was very soft. I don't know if it was because she was trembling or what, he heard a little bit of crying.

Scared?

Jun Li was stunned. He has been a doctor since elementary school, and he has been a doctor for many years, but today—his medical career seems to have encountered a bottleneck.

Gu Yining's pulse is no different. Her body can be said to be very healthy, but her appearance at the moment is nothing healthy.

"How is Ning'er?" Huan'er walked to Jun Li anxiously, looking eager to find a solution.

Jun Li didn't say a word, his slender fingers stuck on Gu Yining's wrist for a long time, his brows were almost wrinkled into the word "chuan".

"Strange..." Jun muttered incomprehensibly.

"How is it?!" Huan'er was anxious from the side.

"The pulse condition is stable, and the body is not serious..." Jun Li's tone seemed to be a little unsteady. Perhaps no one would believe this, but the pulse condition was like this.

"Jun Li, shouldn't you be a quack? Ning'er looks like this, and you still said that her body is not a serious problem?!" Huan'er looked at Jun Li incredulously, wondering if this Jun Li was actually there. Get your pulse well.

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Jun Li slowly stood up and looked down at Gu Yining. When she was about to ask her when she started to feel cold, she was interrupted by the subordinate's "Eight Lords are Coming".

Gu Yining had a whole night of coldness. Liuli ran to tell Mo Jianchen about Zhiyuan Pavilion—whether she was big or small, she would tell Mo Jianchen. As long as it was related to Gu Yining, she would tell him everything. Did not fall.

I saw that Mo Jianchen strode to the side of Gu Yining's bed, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the greetings of the people. He walked very fast, and when he passed the people in front of them, they could almost feel the breeze passing by and the light fragrance from him.

"What's the situation now?" Mo Jianchen walked to the edge of Gu Yining's bed, a hint of...worried on his handsome face?

Gu Yining raised her head when she saw Mo Jianchen, she couldn't help feeling warmth in her heart, her heart seemed to miss a beat, staring at Mo Jianchen in a daze.

"Back to your Highness, Ning'er... Miss, she has been cold all night..." Liuli reported the situation from the side.

Last night, with thunder and lightning, Mo Jianchen slowly sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Gu Yining thoughtfully. It seemed that the cold was not accidental for Gu Yining, but inevitable.

When the thunder and lightning flashed, Gu Yining would definitely feel very cold, accompanied by fear and helplessness.

Last night, Mo Jianchen did not go to Zhiyuan Pavilion. The sudden pain in his body in the middle of the night made Mo Jianchen dispel the idea of ​​going to Zhiyuan Pavilion. The familiar pain spread faintly in his body, like a hand. Trying to tear his soul apart--every time I was hit by Yi Wei, it felt like this.

The internal strength was disordered and he could no longer go to Zhiyuan Pavilion. No one found that under the moonlight, in Mingxianzhai, he showed a demon shape, and the pain in his body even made him lose the strength to hide the cat's tail and cat ears with his cultivation base.

It wasn't until early in the morning that the pain slowly faded. He slowly retracted his demon form and stood under the sun again. He was like a modest gentleman.

Mo Jianchen looked at Gu Yining in front of him. He knew why Gu Yining was like this, and he naturally knew how to treat her.

"You all go down." Mo Jianchen gently shook Gu Yining's cold hand, and a low voice slowly came out of his mouth, but the others in the room dared not violate it.

The two maids turned around and walked out of Zhiyuan Pavilion. Jun Li followed them to the door, but no one noticed that he stopped when he reached the door, and turned his head reluctantly, with clear eyes. There was a trace of distress for Gu Yining in his eyes, and a trace of unclear complexity.

In the end, a bitter smile lifted up from the corner of his mouth, stepped out of the room, and gently closed the door for them.

Mo Jianchen looked at Gu Yining, and carefully removed the thick quilt that was wrapped around her.

The cold is as usual, in fact, the quilt does not help at all, it is just a so-called psychological comfort.

A gentle force pulled Gu Yining towards Mo Jianchen, and then she fell into a warm embrace.

She leaned against Mo Jianchen's chest flattered, with his sonorous heartbeat in her ears, and she could even feel his chest floating slightly because of breathing.

An inexplicable peace of mind came to her, and she raised her eyes flattered and looked at Mo Jianchen beside her.

"Sorry... the king is late." Mo Jianchen said, he subconsciously held Gu Yi tighter, his tone seemed to be apologetic.

Gu Yining remained silent, but was held in his arms obediently. His embrace really made her feel cold no longer, but the sudden embrace made her mind go blank. Somehow, her nose was sore and tears followed. It slowly came to his eyes.

A soft hand hesitantly supported his waist, then hugged him: "Thank you..."