"Unfathomable." Tian Kui simply said four words of evaluation, in her master mouth, the evaluation of these four words, some high too much.

Huang Beiyue took a breath gently, and reluctantly spread out his hand. "It seems that you have to be careful tomorrow!"

"I will not come out until I have recovered my strength, except when I am working hard."

Huang Beiyue nodded, opened the space for her to enter, and fell down to think about what happened today.

As soon as you close your eyes, you will see a pair of indifferent purple eyes without feelings, looking at her from a distance.

"We will have a future. Why Don't believe me? " She murmured before she fell asleep.

**********In the morning, the fire appeared in the evening, and he took Huang Beiyue to the palace to see the night king.

After daybreak, the secluded environment is a paradise in the world, a paradise in the world, where flowers send each other along the way, making people feel better unconsciously.

In the garden of the palace, she begged Xiaohu to come out. She didn't see Xiaohu for a long time, so she wanted to play with him. However, after huangbeiyue asked Xiaohu what he meant, she could only shake her head helplessly.

Squeak a face disappointed, but the night King soon came, Huang Beiyue was right, thinking that he would face a profound king, however, at the beginning, it was a few weak coughs that came into his ears.

She couldn't help but look up and see that on the path of the garden, two palace people pushed a wheelchair over. In the wheelchair, a man in a brocade robe looked haggard and seriously ill. He coughed with a veil over his mouth. When the veil was taken down, he put it into his sleeve without trace.

Listen to the broken cough. I'm afraid it's hemoptysis.

Huang Beiyue could not help frowning, thinking for a long time, but did not expect to see a sick night king.

"Father!" Squeak saw him, jumped and ran to him, took his hand, "how are you?"

"Much better." The night king saw her with a weak smile on her pale face.

So, where is it better? Clearly there is a sense of being terminally ill and dying soon.

I couldn't help but look at the fire night. The other side said lightly, "Your Majesty's illness was brought out of her mother's womb. In order to calm the chaos, she was seriously injured. However, even such a majesty is not easy to be offended."

She said that the disorder was naturally caused by xuanyuanjin.

Huang Beiyue nodded. The wheelchair of the night king had been pushed over. She stepped forward and politely saluted.

"No need to be polite. I haven't thanked you for taking care of Yao'er for many years." The night king raised his hand and gave her a virtual help. He slowly stood up and let Huoxi play elsewhere with a squeak. He took huangbeiyue along the garden path to the lake.

Looking at his walking steps, Huang Beiyue said slowly, "I heard that your Majesty's disease is old. I have some secret recipes here, which may be useful."

The night king said with a smile, "I'm worried about you, but even if Dugu Yaosheng comes, he still can't cure my illness."

"Although Dugu Yaosheng is powerful, as far as I know, there is a herbalist, even his old man has to admire him."

"Oh, who are you talking about?" The night King slowly turned around and asked with a smile.

"Her name is xuanyuanjin. She left seven broken pill prescriptions to help me rebuild the spirit and revive." Huang Beiyue said faintly, raised her head and looked at the night King directly.