When these words were said, it was not just Ling Junxing who was shocked.

Even Qin Luoyu was shocked after realizing it.

That sentence seemed to have not passed through my mind, and it seemed to be jumping out of my mouth.

She didn't know why she said such words.

Qin Luoyu tried his best to calm down and wanted to calm down, but it didn't work. A fire seemed to burn in her mind, burning her to the point of being in a daze.

Inside and outside the fire, it seemed like there were two villains fighting fiercely.

A crazy instigator, encouraged her, and hugged the man in front of her. In this way, the extreme heat and discomfort could be relieved.

The other one grabbed her, using the remaining little bit of rationality, and tried his best to persuade her to stay calm: this man is not the one you should touch.

The two villains were fighting too fiercely, and Qin Luoyu's brain hurt so much that he just lowered his eyes in a daze, not knowing how to make a decision.

Ling Junxing looked at the girl with deep eyes, shocked by her words.

However, after she said the words that caused a turbulent wave in his heart, she just lowered her head and sat blankly, motionless.

She couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that she was really drunk.

Ling Junxing held her shoulders so that she could lie down, but when she touched her, she felt a little shocked.

Through her bedding, you can feel the hot temperature on her body!

Even if you are drunk, you shouldn't be so hot.

Ling Junxing reached out to touch the girl's forehead.

It was cold on the snowy night, and his palms still had the slight coolness of winter.

He was caught off guard and was covered by the slight coldness. Qin Luoyu, who was originally in a daze, shuddered. The hotness in his body seemed to be relieved for a moment, and then he felt indescribable comfort.

She was a little confused and subconsciously reached out and held the man's hand, pressing her face against his palm and gently rubbed her.

Ling Junxing: "..."

No matter how dull he was, he could still realize that Qin Luoyu was abnormal.

When she woke up these days, she had always kept a sufficient distance from him and was unable to avoid his touch. How could she suddenly take the initiative?

Ling Junxing frowned and pulled his hand back, turned around and ordered someone to call the imperial physician.

When she turned around, she saw the girl on the bed looking at him with grievance, as if he had pulled away such an important thing with the twitch just now. Her eyes were already stained with water vapor and she was about to shed tears.

Ling Junxing's eyes were slightly deeper, and he didn't go to see her cruelly, but just helped her lie down, put down the curtain, and comforted her warmly: "The imperial physician will be here soon."

The imperial doctor was led in by Chanjuan to take her pulse.

After a while, he looked in the tent with a complicated expression, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Ling Junxing knew what to do and followed the imperial physician to the outer hall.

The imperial physician wandered for a while, "Empress, Empress should have taken the aphrodisiac."

Ling Junxing's face suddenly turned cold and said word by word: "Did you confirm it clearly?"

"I dare not deceive you!"

The imperial physician knelt down in panic, "The Empress has indeed taken this medicine for all kinds of symptoms!"

Chanjuan, who was standing beside her, retorted anxiously, "Impossible, you must have diagnosed the wrong way. How could the princess take it?...the kind of medicine you mentioned?"

She was embarrassed to say the words aphrodisiac, and insisted that the imperial physician had a wrong judgment, "I follow the princess every day, and I have never seen the princess have such medicine, and it is impossible for the princess to have such medicine around her!"

"Also, the princess is normal during the day today. She ate dinner with the emperor outside. After she came back, she had never eaten anything again. Even if she had these symptoms, it was definitely not caused by the kind of medicine you mentioned!"

The imperial physician vowed: "I will never misread it with my head!"

Ling Junxing's dark eyes were deep and unpredictable. He glanced at Chanjuan and said slowly: "When she comes back, she doesn't eat anything? Think about it carefully."

"Your Majesty, the princess really didn't eat anything. I asked the kitchen to make her sober soup. I drank a cup of tea in my room and went to play with the snow..."

Chanjuan suddenly stopped talking and her expression became hesitant.

In that cup of tea, there was a beauty medicine for the Queen Mother to give to the princess as a dowry...

Could it be that the medicine is because of it?

She hurriedly said: "There are beauty medicines in the tea, but they are definitely not the kind of medicines that the imperial physician said..."

Ling Junxing frowned: "Beauty and beauty medicine?"

"Yes, it was the beauty and beauty medicine given to the princess by the queen mother when she got married, and it was sewn into the princess's wedding dress..."

Chanjuan said something, and she felt something was wrong.

If it is really a beauty medicine, why don’t you give it to the princess with pride? Why should you hide it in the mezzanine on the cuffs of the wedding dress?

Could it be that this medicine is really what the imperial physician said, yes, what kind of aphrodisiac is it?

Ling Junxing was silent for a moment and looked at the imperial physician: "Can there be any medicine for it?"

The imperial physician kowtowed in panic and said in a stern voice: "No, no medicine can be used, either force it to survive, or, or..."

Or what. It goes without saying.

Ling Junxing returned to the room and walked slowly to the bed.

When I opened the curtain, I saw the girl's head buried in the quilt and her shoulders were trembling.

Ling Junxing subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to comfort her, but reached halfway through his hand, but slowly withdrew it back.

He just tried her forehead and she reacted like that.

If he touched her again at this moment, she would be as proactive as she had just now, even if she could hold it down, he would be...I can't help it.

It is true that he has thought more than once, wanting to do that with her, wanting to turn her into his woman.

Unfortunately, he didn't want to be under the current situation.

He didn't even want to force her, and she didn't want to take advantage of others' danger.

The girl sobbed softly, crying even more and more sadly.

Ling Junxing looked at Qin Luoyu with complicated eyes. After a while, he whispered: "Qin Luoyu."

The girl cried without looking up.

"I'm here to accompany you in the outer hall. If you feel too uncomfortable, you can...find me."

Ling Junxing's voice was cold and low, and it sounded a little ruthless in this quiet room: "But, you must know that once you find me, you will have no choice. If you wake up tomorrow, no matter how much you regret it, it will be useless."

He didn't care about these words, did Qin Luoyu listen or could not understand them.

Just finished what he wanted to say, and turned around and left.

Qin Luoyu understood these words.

Even though she was so uncomfortable that she was so hot that she felt extremely hot that she felt dizzy.

But she still understood his words.

She wanted to restrain herself from ignoring him, but she couldn't do it.

She seemed to be put on the fire and roasted slowly, and the flames burned and teared every inch of her skin little by little, which felt so painful.

The cold and cold breath on this man seemed to be her only antidote and redemption.

She knew she shouldn't speak, but when she heard his calm footsteps go away little by little, the fire in her body seemed to be burning even harder.

She raised her head uncontrollably, looked at the man's back, and murmured: "Master."

Ling Junxing stopped and turned around, and saw that the girl was jealously red, with a thin shimmering light of water, and she looked uncomfortable and pitiful.

Her eyes were a little confused and a little dispersed, her long black hair scattered in disarray, and her fair cheeks were hot and flushed.

She seemed to be looking at him, but she seemed to be not looking at him, and she spoke unconsciously and gently, with a little choking voice.

"Master," she murmured softly, tears rolling down her cheeks like beads, "Hug me, hug me."

It seemed as if something was exploding in Ling Junxing's mind, and his sober reason was instantly defeated.

He calmed down and walked slowly to the girl, sat down beside the bed, slowly took the girl into her arms.

The temperature on her body was so high that it made Ling Junxing's body tremble.

She had endured such a terrible burn for so long, and she must have felt very uncomfortable.

"Qin Luoyu." He lowered his head and kissed her hair, his voice a little hoarse: "Have you really thought about it?"

Of course, this sentence cannot be answered.

The girl hugged him tightly, her eyes slightly closed, and her consciousness seemed a little confused.

When he leaned over to kiss the girl's lips, her body trembled as if it were a tiny leaf in the wind and rain, and her hands unconsciously clenched his robe.

That night, she cried so hard, tears wet her hair and the soft pillow under her hair.

She almost cried all night.

When it was almost dawn, he sobbed and fell asleep in his arms.
To be continued...