After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

Chapter 262 What Does He Have To Worry About?

The cold hands pressed against his warm chest, treating him like a stove.

The little face is also close to each other.

Lan Qingyue's hand lingered on her waist for a moment, adjusted her holding position, and hugged her tighter, so that it was easier for her to absorb warmth.

This is mortal.

A mortal with such a fragile life cannot stand the cold or the scorching heat. If he is not careful, he will get sick and die.

"Your Highness."

Mo Nu stood outside the door, seeing Lan Qingyue coming out with Mu Lingyue in her arms, she stepped forward and said, "Your servant has asked someone to clean up the house and bought some medicinal materials. Lingyue's illness should not be very serious, take some medicine , just take a good rest, Your Highness need not worry."

Lan Qingyue narrowed her eyes, "When has this king ever been worried?"

Your Highness is really stubborn. . .

If you don't worry, come here in such a hurry.

If he didn't care, would he hold her out with her disheveled and dirty appearance?

"Yes, yes, it is the slave who randomly guessed His Highness's mind, the slave deserves to die."

He snorted coldly, walked forward with big strides, and said coldly, "You are indeed damned, trying to figure out what this king is thinking."

He was worried, what did he have to worry about?
It's just that I haven't got tired of playing with her yet, and I don't want her to die like this.
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In the room, wisps of white smoke rose from the incense burner, and the aroma was overwhelming.

There are freshly picked flowers in the vase, and the delicate petals are still stained with dew.

Lan Qingyue frowned, with a moody expression on her face, and pressed one hand on Mu Lingyue's wrist. After a while, he moved his finger away, frowned and said, "The breath in her body is turbulent, flowing around, and her pulse is very strange."

"Your Highness, why don't you invite a doctor?"

"Lang Zhong?"

Lan Qingyue said disapprovingly, "I don't even see any problems, so what's the use of inviting a doctor."

Mo Nu carefully smiled, "Your Highness, she is a mortal after all, and there are some problems that mortals may understand better than us."

Lan Qingyue was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "In that case, let's invite a doctor."

In the past, he could see her pulse very clearly.

But this time, the aura in her body was completely disrupted, and there was an abnormal aura flowing in her body, which was a kind of aura that did not belong to her originally.

Such a pulse made him unable to figure out what was going on.

Mo Nu quickly found a doctor. The doctor looked over 40 years old. After entering the room, he saw Lan Qingyue sitting by the bed, and his head froze.

Seeing this, Mo Nu frowned.

This lifeless thing, staring at His Highness like this, does it mean that he doesn't want to live?

He coughed twice, with a hint of warning in his eyes, "Master, the doctor is here."

"Ah."

Lan Qingyue responded lightly, and Lang Zhong felt that he had never heard such a beautiful voice in his life, and that just a simple echo could ecstasy his soul, making one unable to extricate himself.

"Come here and show her."

Lan Qingyue waved her hand and turned her head slightly, revealing her entire face.

Lang Zhong's eyes straightened in an instant, and he took a deep breath.

The man in front of him is dressed in scarlet clothes, his skin is as fair as jade, his facial features are extremely seductive, especially those slender peach blossom eyes, just looking at you like that, without saying a word, he can still seduce his soul.

There is such a beautiful man in the world. . .

(End of this chapter)