The last time she heard him cough, she was in the palace that night.

At that time, his hands were as cold as ice.

But she could tell that this cough was obviously much heavier than last time.

No more!

Jun Mu Qian put away the Seven Star Moon whip, directly held the man in Fei\'s shoulder and slightly twisted his eyebrows: "go back to the inn."

She doesn\'t know his physical condition, but she can\'t ignore it.

Hearing the speech, Rong Qing didn\'t push her away, but gently picked his eyebrow: "don\'t go shopping?"

"No more shopping." Jun Mu shook his head, slightly hooked his lips, smiled softly, with a different style, "it\'s fun to go shopping and sleep with you."

Rong lightly frowned and coughed a few more times. His voice was faint: "he began to talk nonsense again."

Although he said so, for a man who never showed any emotion, the tone can be called intimacy.

If Mu Lin were there, he would probably mumble "Damn it", and then rub his eyes to see if he opened his eyes in the wrong way.

"My greatest advantage is that I don\'t tell lies." Jun Muqian couldn\'t help but drag him away. "Go back and let me see what\'s going on with you."

Rong light drooped his eyes, his eyes fell on the hand holding his clothes, the ink color in his eyes changed, and finally turned into a calm deep pool.

His mood did not fluctuate, and there was no ripple at the bottom of his pupil. It was really cool and thin.

Jun Mu Qian didn\'t look at the slightly strange sight of the people around him, and some hot eyes behind him. He didn\'t squint and walked in the direction of Zuixiao tower.

"Wow -"

The crowd immediately dispersed and made way for a road.

As if a king were coming, their heads could not help lowering.

I didn\'t dare to look at the man and woman directly, just because the style was too prosperous.

There was no good play. After a while, all the people left.

"You wait for me!" the only one who jumped was Su Qing\'s painting. At this time, she put on the shelf of the Lord again and said a cruel word, "I won\'t let you go!"

However, this sentence was exported, but there was no response, because the parties had already gone far.

Looking from a distance, I saw purple and crimson blending together, ethereal, as if clouds and smoke, which made people see it not really.

No one paid attention to her. Su Qinghua was angry, but there was nothing he could do. He could only spread his anger on those red iron riders: "you are really useless!"

"What kind of waste does Su Qingli raise? Dozens of people can\'t beat even one. What\'s the use of you?"

The voice suddenly increased a few points, and the anger was even worse: "roll down, and the king will clean you up when he returns to Shengyuan!"

By such a scolding, those women did not show any superfluous emotion.

From beginning to end, they responded in silence. One by one, they stood up and lined up again.

"I\'m so angry." Su Qinghua didn\'t relieve her anger. She snorted coldly, "Su Qingli is really aiming at me. The red iron cavalry sent to me is so weak, but she enjoys it."

If only her sister Wang had died ten years ago, and the old man was so superfluous that he had nothing to do to save an outsider.

This is good. He not only made himself sick, but also made Su Qingli.

Su Qinghua complained inside, and then remembered that there were others.

She looked at the young man who was still standing there with some doubts and called him, "what are you still doing there? Are you still going?"

She was not angry with Luo Lingjun, because if it weren\'t for him, she might have been killed by that whip.

But now she was very puzzled to see him look like that.

"HMM." Luo Ling didn\'t say anything. She tore off one of her clothes, wrapped the injured place of Su Qing\'s painting, and said coldly, "let\'s go."

"Who provoked you?" Su Qinghua was confused. "Didn\'t you just do it well?"

"No one." Luo Lingjun knew the character of Su Qing\'s painting and didn\'t pay much attention to what had just happened. He collected his eyes and whispered faintly, "Qing painting will enter the palace the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, go into the palace!" Su Qinghua jumped up again and sneered, "when the king enters the palace, he must tell the king Dachan about it. Even if I can\'t clean up her, can\'t the Dachan royal family?"

She\'s powerful, but she can\'t hold down the local snake.

Where the people are, let the kingship deal with them.

Whether it\'s a dragon or a tiger, it has to be coiled and lying!

Thinking about this, Su Qing saw a light in her eyes, but she didn\'t notice Luo Lingjun\'s look.

Therefore, he didn\'t find that his eyes at her didn\'t look at a person, but looked at a goods... Which is still satisfactory now.

yes.

When it\'s useless, you can lose your goods.

Luo Ling took back his sight, gradually closed his eyebrows, covered his chest, coughed stiffly, and his eyes were terribly dark.

the coming days would be long.

That\'s a good word.

**

"Bang -" the door closed and closed again.

Bai lichangsheng stared at the head of his pavilion, kicked open the door very savagely, and dragged a wild man in.

The speed is quite impatient.

"My God." Baili little brother got up and stood there blankly for a few seconds. Then he crept to the door, bent down and put his ears on it.

The next second, I heard a woman\'s cry inside the door.

"Please lie down!"

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