Be careful, there are fat girls

Chapter 177
Ling Weiyang laughed softly, hearing this sentence before he died, even if he died, he would rest in peace.

He pulled his chapped lips, and said in a low voice: "Qingxi, after I die, burn my body and send it back to the Tianyu Dynasty. You and Yunxin can be together happily in the future, without me Among you, you will be happy..."

His voice became lower and lower, and Su Qingxi scolded fiercely: "Bastard! How dare you die without my permission?"

She stood up with all her strength, picked up the giant log, and continued to slam the door hard.

"Crack!" The door bolt snapped, and Su Qingxi dropped the giant tree and rushed in. Zou Huichun yelled in horror, "Your Majesty, you can't go in! Your Highness's disease is contagious!"

Before the words finished, Su Qingxi rushed in and picked up Ling Weiyang who was lying on the ground.

"Weiyang! Weiyang, wake up!"

Su Qingxi cried out in shock.

In just a few months, he was so haggard and weak.

Ling Weiyang's face was as pale as paper, bloodless, and his whole body was so hot that he was afraid of people. He saw that he was exhaling a lot of air, inhaling less, and was dying.

Seeing her rushing in, push her with the last bit of strength left: "Go away! Go away! Go away! Don't touch me!"

He roared crazily, didn't she know that what he had was the plague?It will be contagious and it will kill people!

Su Qingxi hugged him tightly, and kissed his dry lips fiercely.

Ling Weiyang felt as if his acupuncture points had been tapped in an instant, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't move.

Su Qingxi gasped and left his lips, and said viciously: "Okay, I kissed you, and I was also infected by you. Do you want to die? Then I will die with you!"

Zou Huichun shook his head and sighed repeatedly, these two people are so stubborn!

Ling Weiyang trembled all over, he closed his eyes in embarrassment, and big tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Why do you have to..."

Su Qingxi hugged him tightly, and said in a sobbing voice: "Weiyang, live well, live well with me, if you are gone, who can accompany me in these long years? You promised me , you will always be with me..."

Ling Weiyang sighed silently, this is his doom, right?

Zou Huichun ordered people to re-wash, disinfect and clean the entire room.

There is a casserole on the stove outside the door, and the soup is being boiled strictly.

As expected, after Su Qingxi's deep kiss, Su Qingxi developed a high fever that night.

She too was infected.

Zou Huichun was speechless to the extreme, couldn't these two make people feel at ease?
Ling Weiyang was startled and angry, and wanted to reprimand her, but looking at her flushed cheeks, he couldn't say anything.

How stubborn and willful this woman is?
For the convenience of treatment, Zou Huichun simply put the two of them together, lying on the same couch.

Anyway, the two of them are you and me, and they are husband and wife, so there is no need to avoid suspicion.

Wang Shanchang wiped off his cold sweat, looking at the three extremely strange monarchs and ministers.

The relationship between them is too puzzling, the king is not the king, the minister is not the minister.

Seeing Wang Shanchang's puzzled expression, Zou Huichun said with a smile: "Lord Wang, some things should be ignored if you see them, otherwise your official position will be over."

Wang Shanchang sighed: "Doctor Zou, as long as your old man can save the people of Minzhou, I would rather not wear this official uniform. It's just that both your majesty and your highness are sick now, your old man really Are you sure you can cure them?"

Zou Huichun squinted at him, and said with a smile, "Let's just watch it!"

When Wang Shanchang heard this, he immediately became confused again.

Because Su Qingxi's illness was much milder, she woke up first.

Looking at Ling Weiyang lying beside him, with his pale, bloodless face, and thin face, I couldn't help feeling sour in my heart.

I think when I saw him for the first time back then, he was the majestic King Yu, a thousand years old, so suave, unrestrained and free.

But now, for her, by her side every day, she would rather live in the harem, everything she did was for her own sake, and she almost even lost her life.

Su Qingxi gently held his hot palm, watching him silently with tears in her eyes.

Such Ling Weiyang, what should she do?
Ling Weiyang woke up once in the evening, yelled "Qingxi" a few times in a daze, and passed out again.

Zou Huichun boiled the medicine several times but couldn't get it in.

Su Qingxi simply took a sip by himself, and then fed him a sip.

Zou Huichun was worried that they would infect each other, but Su Qingxi said indifferently that she was already infected anyway, and she was not afraid of being infected more severely.

Zou Huichun had no choice but to decoct double the amount of medicine and give each of them a bowl to drink.

In the early morning of the second day, a team carrying a large amount of rice and medicinal materials also rushed to Minzhou.

Zou Huichun gathered all the medical officers together and distributed the methods and medicinal materials to get rid of the plague, and it was another busy meal.

On the third day, the high fever on Ling Weiyang's body began to subside slowly.

On the morning of the fourth day, Ling Weiyang woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Su Qingxi's sleeping face lying beside him.

He was a little dazed, wondering if he was still in a dream.

Slowly standing up in disbelief, he gently reached out to touch her cheek.

The warm and soft touch is conveyed to the fingertips.

It was her, she was not dreaming, she was really lying beside her.

Soon he remembered everything before he fell into a coma. He remembered how she broke the doorbolt with a giant tree and rushed in. He remembered her willful kiss, and also remembered that she was also killed because of that kiss. Infected himself with the plague. .

But he was not worried about what would happen to her, his illness was so serious, and now he has woken up, she has always been healthy, let alone Zou Huichun, she will not be too sick.

But seeing that she has lost a lot of weight, she must have struggled a lot these days.

Looking at her obsessively, she suddenly saw her long eyelashes move, and opened her eyes without any warning.

The two looked at each other, and Su Qingxi smiled first.

"you're awake."

Ling Weiyang touched her temples and sighed: "You are such a fool, what is your identity, how can you act so recklessly?"

Su Qingxi smiled lightly: "I did it, I have nothing to regret, I can't just watch you die."

She said seriously: "Promise me, never give up your life so easily in the future."

Ling Weiyang said in a daze: "Do you really care about me?"

Su Qingxi was angry and funny, seeing his dazed look but unable to laugh, she just felt a little distressed.

She nodded, "Yes, you are already my indispensable friend, relative, and family member. Of course I will care about you."

Ling Weiyang smiled faintly, he wanted to be her lover the most, but she still didn't say it.

Forget it, her life was brought back by her, so let's continue to live.

For my promise, to protect her well, and for my own heart.

Su Qingxi's illness recovered relatively quickly, and she was completely fine after three days, and Ling Weiyang didn't get out of bed until five days later.

At this time, the plague in Minzhou had all been brought under control.

All the disaster relief money and rice grains have been distributed. Although it has snowed a few more times, the delivery of all kinds of supplies is relatively timely, and Minzhou has never heard of people who died of freezing and starvation.

The task of this trip has been completed, and everyone returned to Jincheng.

Both the Empress and His Royal Highness Fengjun are safe and sound, so naturally everyone is happy, but Su Qingxi will inevitably be scolded by the censors, accusing her of disregarding her own safety and personally taking risks.

Su Qingxi didn't dare to offend these old ministers who were upright, pedantic, and didn't know how to turn a corner. She could only touch her nose and swear that she would never do this again, so she was let off by these old ministers.

After the morning court, she first went to see Ling Weiyang. Although his illness has gradually recovered, but because of the fierceness of this illness, his body has suffered a lot after all, and he has been recuperating these days.

When he entered the hall, he saw Ling Weiyang wearing a light toga, with his long hair untied and loosely draped behind his head.

He sat alone by the window, his expression a little dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the attendants in the palace saw her coming, they quickly bowed and saluted: "See Your Majesty."

Su Qingxi waved his hand and ordered them all to back down.

Ling Weiyang turned around and smiled at her: "Did you come down?"

Su Qingxi nodded and came to him: "Is it better?"

Ling Weiyang smiled lightly: "It's much better, don't worry."

Su Qingxi looked at his complexion carefully, although he was still a little pale and bloodless, but the strange color was indeed much better, so he felt relieved.

Both of them fell silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward. Su Qingxi rolled his eyes to think of words, and suddenly had an idea, and blurted out, "The third day of next month is your birthday, how do you want to spend it?"

Ling Weiyang was a little surprised. He didn't know why. He never celebrated his birthday. It was because his birthday was the anniversary of his mother's death. He couldn't bear to celebrate the day when his mother passed away.

Su Qingxi didn't know this level. Seeing that he didn't speak, and his face was a little dark and unclear, he didn't know what he said wrong, so he said a little nervously: "I just thought, we have known each other for so long, and we haven't met yet. Celebrating your birthday..."

Ling Weiyang's heart suddenly softened, he pulled her over, hugged her gently, and whispered in her ear: "I don't celebrate my birthday because my mother and concubine died of dystocia on the day when I was born. On the day my concubine passed away, come to celebrate her birthday."

"Ah?" Su Qingxi felt a sharp pain in her heart, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't know."

Ling Weiyang smiled faintly: "Actually, it has been so many years. My concubine will definitely understand my heart. If her spirit in heaven knows that you are celebrating my birthday, then she will be very happy."

Su Qingxi suddenly became happy: "Okay, then I will give you a good birthday!"

(End of this chapter)