Ye Qingluo's heart tightened, and he quickly withdrew from Di Moxuan's arms: "Ah Xuan, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?!"
Di Moxuan didn't answer.
He leaned against the insect net behind him, his body stiff and motionless.
"Are you alright?" Miao Zhi hurriedly turned around and walked over quickly.
After seeing Emperor Moxuan who was leaning on the insect net, he stretched out his hand, wanting to help him: "These insect nets are made of materials soaked in the medicinal herbs of the Gu insect nemesis. They are very strong and will not be damaged. It doesn't matter if you touch these insect nets, it won't cause any serious harm to your body."
However, Miao Zhi's hand has not yet touched Emperor Moxuan.
Di Moxuan had already braced his body and avoided it to one side.
Avoid this.
Di Moxuan's tall and slender body staggered for a while.
If Ye Qingluo hadn't supported him with quick eyes and quick hands, he might have almost lost his footing.
"Saint, is this insect net really harmless after touching it?" Ye Qingluo wrapped his arms around Di Moxuan's tall body and pulled him away from the insect net.
Her face was extremely ugly, and her eyes were as frost-covered.
Miao Zhi frowned, and her voice was firm: "I can be sure that these insect nets are made by myself, and there will be absolutely no mistakes."
After a pause, Miao Zhi looked at Lord Emperor Zun whose almost entire huge body was pressing on the girl, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Unless Lord Emperor Zun..."
"Where is the nearest room in the yard, go there now! Ah Xuan's body doesn't seem right!" Ye Qingluo interrupted Miao Zhi's words, and focused all his attention on Di Moxuan.
The body of the man pressing on him seemed to be burning with a raging fire, extremely hot.
The breathing in the ear is also very heavy.
"Come with me!" Miao Zhi also knew that Di Moxuan didn't want to be touched by anyone other than Ye Qingluo, so she quickly walked ahead to lead the way.
Ye Qingluo supported the man, more precisely... carried the man...
Di Moxuan's consciousness is obviously not clear.
With his tall body, almost all of his strength was on her body.
Ye Qingluo asked himself, his strength was definitely not small.
It is also a breeze to grab a person's neck casually and lift him up.
But when carrying Emperor Moxuan.
she just felt...
I was almost overwhelmed, I couldn't breathe.
Carrying the man on his back, he followed Miao Zhi for about half a stick of incense.
Across the garden full of insect nets, there is a row of rooms on the right.
Miao Zhi asked Ye Qingluo to help Emperor Moxuan to the side and lie down on the bed: "Can you untie the mask of Emperor Zun?"
Ye Qingluo clenched her fingers tightly, bent down, and took off the mask on Di Moxuan's face.
That magnificent face was reflected in her pupils.
It's just, this cold face with no emotion on weekdays.
At this moment, she was as pale as paper, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she was suffering from pain.
Seeing the man's frown, Ye Qingluo's heart skipped a beat.
"Xiao Luoer..."
The man on the bed called unconsciously.
With a hoarse voice, she endured great pain.
Ye Qingluo's eyes turned sore when he heard the call.
She squatted halfway by the bed, stretched out her hand, held the man's hand, and pressed it against her cheek: "Ah Xuan, I'm here, I'm here... tell me what makes you uncomfortable..."
Ye Qingluo hadn't finished speaking her words of comfort.
Suddenly, a palm was pressed down on the shoulder.
Miao Zhi's serious voice floated from above her head: "Don't move, let me take a look."
Miao Zhi squatted beside Ye Qingluo, and continued: "Raise Emperor Zun's hand and look at his wrist."