Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 117 The more you know, the faster you die
"Think!" Xilan nodded immediately without hesitation.

She really wanted to know why his body temperature was different from ordinary people?Why can't the hot water after running for so long warm up his body?Is this related to his previous illness?What has he been through?
This series of questions is what Xilan is eager to know.Wanting to know the reason is not only out of curiosity, but more out of concern for him.

"But...do you know a word?" Ling Zimo said with a smile.

"What?" Xilan was startled, what did he want to say?
"The person who knows more often dies sooner." He still had his eyes bent, and the smile on his lips was even wider.

In an instant, all the expressions on Xilan's face froze, and her body froze there, unable to move.

She has no doubt that the person with the smile in front of her eyes will turn her face mercilessly the next moment.

After a moment of stalemate, Xilan finally recovered and avoided the topic, "Then do you usually feel cold?"

"I'm used to it." This time, Ling Zimo did not refuse to answer.

It seems that as long as it doesn't involve his past, no matter what you ask, he will usually answer.

But what does it mean to get used to it?Are you used to this cold feeling?No wonder he has to soak in the water for a long time every time he takes a bath. To be warm may be just a luxury for his body.

"You've been tired all day, it's getting late, go to bed earlier." Wuxin asked again, and Xilan found a random reason to end the topic.

She lowered her head and pulled the corner of the quilt for him. After she found someone to clean up the bathtub, she carefully added a few pieces of carbon to the bottom of the stove before she found her own quilt and spread it on the floor, ready to go to bed.

But it's different from before, now, the warmer her bed is, the more she can't control herself to think about the cold touch.

How did he get here all these years?
Maybe it was because I thought too much last night and caused insomnia for too long, or I just simply overslept.Anyway, Xilan was called up by Ling Zimo today.

"It's time to get up." Ling Zimo squatted beside Xilan and gave her a light push.

Xilan, who was still asleep, suddenly felt something small fall on her neck and face, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand to push it away.

Seeing that she was still awake, Ling Zimo was not in a hurry, so he just squatted beside her and called her again, "It's time to get up."

This time, Xilan finally responded.She opened her eyes in a daze, and what caught her eyes was that alluring face against the light.

It's over!What time is it? !
"It's already the second quarter of the morning." Ling Zimo expressed her confusion in one word.It was just this answer that made Xilan even more startled.

She actually slept an extra hour!And it was called by Ling Zimo!

"I, I, I, I'll get up right away!"

"Yeah." Ling Zimo looked at her with downcast eyes and said lightly, "Then let go of your hands first."

let go?Xilan lowered her head to look at her hand in doubt, she was actually holding a strand of black hair in her left hand.This silky black hair is not her own, then...

Xilan looked along the hair, and sure enough, part of Ling Zimo's loose hair was being held in her hands.Thinking about it, when he called him just now, he accidentally caught it in his hand.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Xilan quickly let go of his hair, dressed, washed, and combed his hair as fast as she could, and then went to report to him.

(End of this chapter)