Xuanyuanyao finally decided to meet the envoy of Yangbin state first. He has been full of curiosity and speculation about the real purpose of Zhuge rukuang.

However, the location of the interview naturally had to be determined by him. When they entered the border town, everything was under the control of xuanyuanyao. They couldn't help being disobedient.

After thinking about it, xuanyuanyao decided to choose the place of negotiation in the palace. The guard force here is the strongest, and there is no need to worry about ambush in advance.

He Lianchuan's face was not good. He began to arrange a secret whistle from xuanyuanyao. He was worried and didn't say a word. On his head, the cold sweat from his sideburns fell on the armor, forming a shallow water stain in the depression of his shoulder.

"What's the matter? Are you not feeling well? " In the end, xuanyuanyao noticed something wrong with helianchuan.

"When you return to the emperor, your subordinates are probably... The old disease has relapsed..." he Lianchuan's words were only half said, and he couldn't go on. Fortunately, his colleagues on both sides helped him hard so that he wouldn't faint on the spot.

Xuanyuanyao had to order someone to carry him down and sent a military doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

When everyone in the room retreated, he Lianchuan's breath gradually calmed down. He opened his eyes, sighed silently, and planned what he would tell her when the spirit boy came.

Even if he can hide it from others, he can't hide it from this gifted little girl. He always has to find a suitable excuse to make her not suspicious.

He knew that he would wait until such a day.

In vitro, that person will find out at the first time. At that time, endless troubles will come and run away, but they can't escape the fate of exile.

At this time, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and the dull hum of someone falling to the ground. When they came to the door, there was another loud noise. The door was pushed open from the outside, and the cry of the spirit boy suddenly floated into helianchuan's ear: "helianchuan..."

"Don't panic, I'm fine." He didn't dare to pretend any more, so he sat up and got ready to get out of bed to meet him. He always knew that his position in Lingtong's mind was very important, but he didn't expect that the news of his illness would make her sad

A soft body rushed over with a fragrant wind. Before his eyes, there flashed a beautiful figure. Before he could see it carefully, she had fallen into her arms and caressed him up and down anxiously.

"Where did it hurt? Show me, damn it, who touches you again? I really want to tear down his bones and throw them to the bottom of the 18th floor of hell. I'll never turn over! "

He Lianchuan tried to interrupt several times, but she interrupted him.

The spirit boy completely ignored the helpless smile hanging on his lips and immersed himself in panic until he was held in his arms by helianchuan gravity.

"I'm fine. I'm really fine. You don't have to remove anyone's bones. It's too troublesome." He Lianchuan said movingly.

Heart, suddenly soft to drop water. Only now did he have a chance to see the new look of Lingtong.

Her red hair was pulled into a fresh bun, with only a green jade hairpin, which set off her beautiful posture.

She changed into a light red thorn flower dress. Her lower body was narrow, which limited her pace. She probably didn't get used to wearing it, so she fell in a hurry just now.

He Lianchuan noticed that her knees and elbows were scratched. He quickly pulled up her clothes to check for her. He said painfully, "don't run around rashly next time. Look, it hurts. I'll find medicinal wine to rub it for you."