"Cough cough -" Feng Wu can't say, she just lost her mind at his beauty, right
Looking, refers to looking at the complexion.
Therefore, Feng Wu was fluent and nodded slightly: "Prince Jun, your complexion is not very good, it is best to rest in bed for three days, otherwise, it will be troublesome to leave sequelae."
Jun Linyuan was noncommittal, and suddenly curled the corners of his lips: "What about the smell?"
To hear, to hear the sound.
Feng Wu said: "Your Highness, your breath is weak and your voice is hoarse, so it is better to speak less."
Sure enough, as Feng Xun said, she cares about him very much.
Jun Linyuan's dark eyes stared at Feng Wu for a moment, and stretched out his right hand: "As you wish."
Feng Wu looked at Jun Linyuan with a puzzled look, as I wished? What's the meaning? Cut the pulse, how could it be as she wished? I don't understand, Feng Wu didn't ask, and only focused on giving Jun Linyuan the pulse.
Jun Linyuan is worthy of being Jun Linyuan, his spiritual power is severely depleted in his body, his dantian is like a dry well, and his meridians are even more wrinkled due to the lack of spiritual power...
With the power of one person, to mobilize endless wind and rain, and to destroy a huge fire... Who would have thought that this would be done by the legendary Jun Linyuan who regarded human life as a must
And he didn't seem to ask himself to correct his name at all.
As the diagnosis deepened, Feng Wu's complexion changed again and again.
In his body, his spiritual energy was exhausted, his blood coagulated, and his meridians were knotted, as if being swept by a violent hurricane, a mess.
You can only imagine how painful it is...
Feng Wu's heart tightened, and she looked at Jun Linyuan subconsciously.
If it were an ordinary person who suffered such a serious internal injury, he would have already died.
However, apart from his pale face, Jun Linyuan could no longer see any other signs of injury. This was really Jun Linyuan.
Feng Wu glanced at him more: "Don't you feel pain?"
Jun Linyuan's dark eyes suddenly shone like stars. Sure enough, as Feng Xun said, this girl cares about him very much.
Jun Linyuan stared at Feng Wu, staring for a moment, his eyes were deep and bright.
This kind of gaze is too hot, and the heat makes people feel hot, and Feng Wu only feels that the heartbeat is gradually accelerating...
"You..." Feng Wu clenched her fists, raised her head bravely, those bright black eyes greeted Jun Linyuan: "You, you need to stay in bed for three days to cultivate, I will give you a prescription now, just follow the prescription to take the medicine, Remember, during these three days, you are not allowed to go anywhere, just lie on the bed."
Feng Wu turned around and went to the table to write.
Jun Linyuan tapped the quilt with his fingers, not knowing what he was thinking about in his mind. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Feng Wu facing him.
Feng Wu was sitting in front of the table, her head half lowered, revealing most of her smooth forehead. The furry temples on the forehead looked soft and cute; those drooping eyes were like a clear spring, ethereal and dusty; The root of the mountain is straight and straight, the tip of the nose is delicate and pretty, and it is as crystal clear as jade.
The most shy person who bows his head, wins the beauty of the world's scenery and the moon... Jun Linyuan is a person who never cares about beauty, and no one is more beautiful than him anyway.
But looking at the little person in front of her, the girl with her delicate and fat eyes like autumn water, with a weak and boneless halo, has always been as strong as her heart shrouded in thousands of layers of frost—
Bang bang bang.
Jun Linyuan can clearly feel that the thousand layers of frost are at least cracked at this moment!
(End of this chapter)