Your Majesty, the Empress is on the battlefield again!

Chapter 431, you are still like this now

She hurried over to help him up from the ground, adjusted her posture, put the emperor's head on her lap, reached out to probe his breath, and felt relieved after feeling the warm breath.

Great, people are fine.

But what the hell is going on here?

After hesitating for a while, she put a slightly cold hand on his forehead and found that the temperature was abnormally hot, and it was a little hot.

There is no thermometer here, so there is no way to know the specifics, but she estimates that she can have a high fever of [-] degrees. How can people not get confused at such a temperature?

This person is also real, he is also an emperor after all, wouldn't he call someone in to serve him if he's uncomfortable?What are you holding on?

If it wasn't for her to come in and take a look, who would have known that the other person had fainted on the ground and was unconscious?

Tsk, the face protein is like a layer of white powder, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

While talking in her heart, she helped the emperor to stand up. The two were very close to each other. His head was firmly on her shoulders, and his long legs were dragged on the ground like no bones. Stand still.

There is still some distance from the bed in the inner room, this posture is too laborious, and it is difficult to walk.

There was no other way, so Si Luo had no choice but to use his divine power to hug the emperor, a 1.9-meter man, and strode in.

That's right, it's the princess hug.

She wanted to drag the person inside, but when she saw the emperor's pale and prosperous beauty, she looked a little pitiful, and she couldn't bear it.

While walking, Si Luo lowered his head to observe the emperor's expression, and couldn't help but tease in his heart.

If the emperor suddenly wakes up and sees his situation at this time, I am afraid it will be more serious, right?

After Si Luo lightly placed the emperor on the bed, he laboriously took off his boots and unbuttoned the jade button on his neck to prevent him from exhaling.

Just as she was about to leave, she poured him a basin of cold water and took a towel to do some physical cooling emergency measures.

As a result, his hand was suddenly grabbed by a hot big hand and wrapped tightly.

The emperor still closed his eyes tightly, but his brows were wrinkled, his expression looked a little uncomfortable, and the sweat on his forehead was faintly visible.

The emperor who looked cold, noble and inviolable on weekdays looked as weak as a helpless child at this moment.

Her eyes were a little complicated on the hand that was wrapping her, and she was reluctant to pull away for a while.

Si Luo saw the weak side of the emperor, as if through him he saw the way he was suffering when he was sick before...

She couldn't figure out what her sudden surge of emotions was, but felt that her heart was a little blocked for a moment.

Taking a deep breath, she gently opened the emperor's slender fingertips that clasped her tightly, only to be held tighter, like a driftwood that a drowning person grabs when he is helpless.

Si Luo changed his attention, returned to the bed, patted the back of his hot hand, and whispered in his ear with a gentle tone he had never felt before.

"Good, let go of your hand for a while, okay? I'll get you a towel and come back soon, be obedient, eh?"

Not long after her voice fell, he didn't know if he was in a coma or not when he heard these words, the wrinkles between his brows quietly subsided, and his big hands slowly relaxed.

Si Luo successfully pulled out his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he couldn't help but add another sentence.

"You're still likable the way you are now."

(End of this chapter)