Chapter 668

"Dead?!" This time, Huan Xilan was dumbfounded, "What about the emperor's poison?!"

Seeing that the person in front of him was getting more and more worried, An Deshun couldn't help comforting him, "Don't worry, I wish the old man is trying to find a way, the big head is gone, will the lingering poison go away?"

After a few words of comfort, he quickly changed the subject, "No one can tell about the residual poison now, so you might as well care about the current physical condition of the master."

"I stayed up all night last night. Master's current situation is not very good."

As he said that, he seemed to think of something, and whispered in Xilan's ear mysteriously, "When the master wakes up, I will bring you the medicine. You must feed the master to drink!"

Thinking of his master's bad habit of not liking to drink medicine, An Deshun felt a headache.

Fortunately, Xiaozhu Yan is watching now...

"Okay." Xilan, who was not yet aware of someone's bad habits, took up this arduous task without hesitation.

Seeing that she had agreed and succeeded, Manager An didn't give her the slightest chance to repent, so he rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and ran away first, "You can accompany the emperor well, the servant will retire first."

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared.

Suspiciously glanced at An Deshun who was running very fast, Xilan murmured, "Your master is still asleep, why are you running?"

After finishing speaking, he ignored him and walked straight to the inner room.

The back room is very dark because the curtains are all down, and it is a good environment for sleeping.

The ambergris in the incense burner is still quietly dyed, and a faint smoke floats from the burner, with a fresh and pleasant smell.

Quietly lifting the bright yellow bed curtain, Xilan easily saw the person who was sleeping soundly in the quilt.

Without her interference, his sleeping posture is very standard - face up to the sky, hands on both sides quietly resting on his abdomen, his legs under the quilt are naturally straight, well-behaved.

Because the dragon bed was too big and he slept in the middle, she could only climb onto the bed if she wanted to get close to him.

Xilan gently took off her shoes, then tiptoed onto the dragon bed, sat cross-legged beside him, and quietly looked at the sleeping man.

The dark black hair is like fine silk, silky and smooth.His slanted eyebrows were raised, and his phoenix eyes were tightly closed.

The slender eyelashes were slightly raised, but because of the movement of closing his eyes, they cast a shadow in his eye sockets.

The watery and thin lips under the bridge of the tall nose were lightly pursed. It seemed that he did not sleep peacefully.

Probably because he fought against the toxin for a whole night last night, his complexion didn't look very good.It was a sickly paleness that was different from the usual fairness.

The moist and thin lips, which were originally crimson, lost their color and became pale, just like the complexion.

But even so, his appearance is still unparalleled.It's just that she has become a sick beauty that is different from the domineering beauty in the past.

Beauty is so beautiful.

Resting her chin on both hands, looking at it, Xilan lost her mind.

If she could, she could probably keep staring at him forever...

Sitting next to Ling Zimo for more than half an hour, he didn't wake up until his legs became numb.

The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the phoenix eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of Qiushui cut pupils with a confused expression.

Because she had just woken up, her beautiful eyes with no focus were still slightly moist, which was very beautiful.

"Eh?! Are you awake?!" The person who was still in a state of mind-wandering obsessed with beauty at the last moment, has come back to his senses at this moment, and exclaimed in surprise.

(End of this chapter)

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