Marry a queen

In the dead of night, the shadows of candles flickered.

The small pavilions in the plum garden are still brightly lit.

On the bed in the main bedroom, Chuxue fell asleep peacefully.

There were two people who didn't dare to close their eyes, and stood by the bed closely.

Quietly, just watching him so quietly. [

Until the sky was gray and bright, the birds in the plum garden began to sing tactfully, their mood was not relaxed, but more nervous.

Shen Su'er was leaning on Murong Jing's arms, her eyes could not be opened anymore, but she still had the will to stay awake.If it wasn't for Murong Jing's embrace, he might not even be able to stand firmly at this moment.

Worried, worried that something unexpected will happen.

Especially Shen Su'er, she has seen too many accidents.

It is common for things that were clearly good a moment ago to suddenly change.

When looking forward, look forward to the time passing earlier.

The heartbeat is like a second, ringing again and again...

It's finally dawn!

And they also expected Miracle Doctor Cui to come over.

After a careful examination, Doctor Cui's expression finally eased.

"It's fine for the time being, and it's recovering well."

never mind!It's finally all right!

When Shen Su'er heard this, she relaxed and fell limp in Murong Jing's arms.

And Murong Jing seemed to be relieved, but the gloom between his brows faded but did not dissipate.He said softly: "Su'er, it's okay. If you're tired, let's go for a while, and we'll accompany Chuxue when we wake up."

"Hmm..." Her answer, with a strong nasal voice, was already on the way to sleep...

Murong Jing raised the corners of his mouth helplessly, picked her up and walked outside.

Then carefully put her on the couch, bowed her head and kissed her forehead, "Sleep in peace, I must be exhausted these days."

After watching her for a while, Murong Jing stepped into the room again.

Doctor Cui is still there. [

Seeing Murong Jing stepping in again, the worried expression appeared again, and he sighed quietly, "Your Majesty, I really feel sorry for you."

"It's all right. How is Chuxue's situation? Senior, can you tell me more about it." Murong Jing knew that the "temporary" was a very heavy problem, and he would never have the chance to find the stems and leaves of the thousand-year-old snow lotus again.