The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking

Chapter 158

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Only the sand ghost who broke into the hanging palace with the skin of "Theodore" remained. Could it be that Oswald was accidentally injured in the process of capturing the sand ghost, and he didn't pay attention at the time, but now he's having an attack

It's not quite like...

Kevin thought about it secretly, put forward several possibilities, and overturned them one by one. He really couldn't find the most reasonable explanation for a while.

He lowered his eyelids and scanned around. Under the light of the fluorite, there were obvious horseshoe marks on the ground, and the stamped marks almost connected into two dark lines, orderly in chaos. It must have been the two teams sent by Oswald in advance to Rose Old Castle in the afternoon.

With the vultures present, the marching speed would certainly not be too slow. From the moment the army set out to when the two of them hid in the cave, the period of time was almost enough for the army to cross half of the Golden Lion Kingdom, and it was difficult to chase.

Only when Oswald recovers early can he keep up with the large forces as soon as possible.

However, the two of them had nothing on them except weapons, and the cowhide bag containing the flint and sand that Kevin carried all day. Most of the medical officers are in the secret passage next door, and I don't know how many side passages they have taken at this time.

"It really depends on your physique to resist." Kevin looked up at Oswald, and said with a little worry.

Oswald didn't answer, he didn't know when he was pressing the thumb of the sun xué, and he stopped. Because of his head hanging down, from Kevin's perspective, he could only see two wrinkled brows, and His forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Asleep?" Kevin lowered his voice and asked again softly, but the other party still didn't reply.

He hesitated for a while, then simply got up, turned around, and sat beside Oswald.

The profile of the young emperor clearly fell into his eyes. Oswald's eyes were closed tightly, his brows were raised, and the sharp-edged outline made his brows and eyes hidden in the deep shadows, making him appear to be saying something. Unbearable fatigue.

The roots of the hair on his forehead were a little wet, obviously he was very uncomfortable, even when he fell asleep, he couldn't sleep peacefully, his breathing was heavy and his rhythm was a bit chaotic.

Kevin touched his hanging palm, it was still a little hot, even worse than before. He could even feel the heat coming from the people around him just by sitting here.

It's not too good to follow this trend... Kevin muttered to himself.

However, this burning feeling did not last as long as he imagined. It is difficult to estimate the time in the dark space, but Kevin felt that it was less than half an hour at most. The burning feeling emanating from Oswald It is much weaker.

He raised his hand again and touched Oswald's palm, and it was almost back to normal.

"Okay?" He was very surprised at Oswald's recovery speed, and put the back of his hand on Oswald's forehead worriedly, "It's really not burning..."

But the emperor showed no signs of waking up immediately.

Thinking that he stayed up all night yesterday and had to deal with so many things today, Kevin didn't wake him up right away, planning to let him sleep for a while.

Thinking that Oswald's body temperature had dropped, Kevin was relieved and stopped staring at him. He leaned his head against the stone wall and closed his eyes.

But this calm didn't last long, and soon, Kevin's eyes suddenly opened again.

He turned his head to look at Oswald in some surprise, and saw that his hanging fingertips were slightly bluish-white, his brows were furrowed even more, and his body seemed to be trembling slightly, almost invisible. . A cold breath that didn't match this season was emanating from his body, and even Kevin's temperature dropped a little.

"Oswald?" Kevin raised his hand to touch his face, and found that it was frighteningly cold. It would only be colder if he slept in such a cold situation, and there was nothing here to protect him from the cold.

The emperor, who usually does not sleep well, seems to be in some kind of nightmare at this moment. He can't wake up at all, so he can only move his fingers frantically, trying to grab the only heat source, Kevin.

"Hello—" Kevin was about to wake him up, but saw him frowning and moving his lips, and mumbled a few words in a weird and peculiar tone, which Kevin didn't understand at first.

After a while, he suddenly realized that this was not the language used by the Ona tribe, but the language of beasts.

Chapter 46

Ever since Oswald could remember, he has almost never dreamed of his parents, and the few times he only heard "Master Pach" and "Mrs. meaning words.

Ultimately, the reason is that