Chapter 133

Leng junao, holding Zhao Wanxi in his arms, walked all the way to Qionghua hall, attracting countless eyes, surprise and envy

Zhao Wanxi is still in the mood of worrying about her involvement in Leng junao. She completely forgets that she is still in the arms of a man. When she reacts, the man has stepped into the gate of Qionghua palace.

"The seventh Prince put me down, I It's all right! "

"Don't move!"

Men's low and domineering voice, with the momentum of forcing people to obey, Zhao Wanxi is inexplicable and really obedient.

"Xiaocui, go and cook a bowl of ginger soup to dispel the cold for Wanxi, and then ask someone to make some delicious tonics for her."

Leng junao directly takes Zhao Wanxi back to her bedroom. He can't help but press her on the bed, and her tone is still domineering: "I'm waiting here for my king to come back. Lin'er is still asleep. Xiaocui will take care of him."

He is obviously expressionless, but why does Zhao Wanxi have a crisp feeling in her heart? It seems that there is an invisible hand to lift the deepest chord in her heart, and her heart is trembling.

She nodded her head and watched Leng junao step out of the room again. Soon Xiaocui came into the room. Her eyes looked strange and her cheeks were slightly red. She came to Zhao Wanxi with ginger tea -

"Miss Wanxi, drink ginger tea while it's hot to get rid of the cold!"

Zhao Wanxi's cheek is also slightly hot, and Xiaocui's strange look reminds her that Leng junao just held her all the way back to Qionghua palace. In addition to the maids and maids of Qionghua palace, there are still many people who saw her on the way,

"you've worked hard, Xiaocui, you can go back."

Xiaocui's head was shaking like a wave: "no, no, the seventh prince told the maidservant to serve Wanxi well. The maidservant will always stay in front of Wanxi's bed. If the girl has any orders, just call the maidservant to do it."

"Whatever you want!"

After drinking ginger tea, Zhao Wanxi lay down, but all that flashed in her mind was Leng junao's figure. When he appeared on the bluestone steps of the dungeon today, the beautiful face became more and more clear in the dim light, just like the arrival of Shendi, and the heroic posture of Wei'an was deeply branded on her heart.

Zhao Wanxi fell asleep. She heard Xiaocui tell her to eat, but she couldn't open her eyes. Her head was as heavy as lead.

The cool touch touched her forehead. Zhao Wanxi opened her eyes in a daze, and a silvery light beam came into her eyes.

"Wanxi, Xier..."

Her hoarse and anxious voice echoed in her ears. Zhao Wanxi closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

I don't know how long later, Zhao Wanxi slowly opened her eyes. The dazzling light made her squint, and she soon adapted to the strong light outside the window.

"Is Miss Wan Xi awake?"

Xiaocui's voice trembled with surprise. She quickly took the hot water basin to the bedside to wait on her. She twisted a warm towel and gently wiped Zhao Wanxi's face. Zhao Wanxi also felt more sober.

"Did I oversleep?"

Zhao Wanxi propped herself up to sit up, only to find that she was wearing a plain clothes, and It's not the one she wore yesterday. Her brain is buzzing.

"Miss Wan Xi suffered from cold, high fever and coma for three days and three nights..."

Xiaocui's words really surprised Zhao Wanxi. It turned out that she had a fever and was in a coma. Does she feel weak now? She is very weak.