cute and sweet

Chapter 402 Flesh and blood fusion 2
Although he didn't know whether his lord would like Mrs. Yin to come over, Fuyu still thought it would be better to let her come.

After all, she was the one who had the last attack, and it was because of her that the prince hadn't had an attack for so long.

Seeing Chen Fen hurriedly opened the medicine box to take out various medicines, Fuyu couldn't help looking outside the door.

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At this time, Feng Yin was walking towards Nanlin Garden with two of Gong Nanli's personal maids, and she was still thinking that she must wash up after going back later.

Unexpectedly, just halfway through, I heard someone shouting from behind: "Mrs. Yin, Mrs.! Please stay!"

Stopping and turning around, Feng Yin saw that the person chasing him was a guard, his face was a little red from running fast.

Without waiting for Feng Yin to ask, the guard said: "Madam, please go back to Sile Garden!"

"What's the matter?" Feng Yin asked: "Could it be Seventeen... What orders does the lord have?"

Since getting acquainted with Seventeenth Uncle, Feng Yin found that he was not used to calling him Prince.

"My lord, he's sick!" The guard just finished saying this, but saw Feng Yin running back quickly after being stunned for a moment.

Xingyue and Qianyue's expressions also darkened, they glanced at each other and quickly turned around to rush to Sile Garden.
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Sile Court.

As soon as Feng Yin arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw the well-equipped guards guarding all over the courtyard, ready to fight.And the house slaves at the door stood with their hands down, ready to be called at any time.

In the main room, suppressed groans could be heard from time to time, the voice that was enduring the pain was somewhat hoarse but it was so heart-piercing that it made people tremble with fear.

Without any hesitation, Feng Yin quickly ran into the house.

Xingyue and Qianyue, who followed back together, hurried to the next room, and when they came out, they were holding different basin utensils in their hands.

As soon as Feng Yin entered the room, she rushed to the bed in a hurry. She looked at the man on the bed who was struggling with his eyes tightly closed, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, and her eyes were hot, which was very uncomfortable.

The thick incense from the tip of the nose rushed towards the face, but it still couldn't cover up the somewhat fishy smell of blood.

The decorations in the room were still so gorgeous and precious, but it seemed that the man who was moaning in pain on the couch was extremely weak.

Ignoring the Imperial Physician Chen Fen who was busy giving injections, Feng Yin looked straight at the man on the bed who was curled up with his hands tightly grasping the quilt while biting his lower lip.

She couldn't believe that Uncle Seventeen, who was obviously fine before, became like this as soon as he left?

His eyes were hot, his nose was sore, and Feng Yin couldn't help but burst into tears.

She just stared fixedly at the man on the bed, the [-]th prince who looked indifferent to outsiders, the King of Longevity who many people knew would not live long, who would smile gently at her to protect herself Uncle Seventeen who spared his life...

At this moment, I saw his silver hair scattered casually, his finely crafted face was thin and pale, but glowed abnormally red, and there was a dense layer of sweat beads.

The slender and beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if enduring great pain.

Those beautiful eyes were tightly closed against the gentle and smiling eyes, only the thick shadow cast by the thick and slender eyelashes like butterfly wings made him look more haggard.

There are also thin beads of sweat on the delicate nose, and the heavy panting...

(End of this chapter)