"Ning Shun fell into a coma for the time being, and my king controlled the poison in his body with a cold ice bed!"

While speaking, Leng junao has taken off his robe and quietly draped it on Zhao Wanxi. The robe is very warm, leaving a man's body temperature and his unique fragrance of ambergris.

In the middle of the basement, there is a crystal coffin. The transparent ice coffin separates Ning shun from the outside world. He sleeps peacefully on the ice bed in the crystal coffin. His lips are dark blue, which is exactly the same as Zhao Wanxi when she finally saw him.

"I want to save him in a short time It's not very realistic. "

Zhao Wanxi doesn't want to hit men, but what she says is the truth.

At present, the method that allows Ning Shun to prolong his life is called quick freezing method in modern times. This method is just to give the terminally ill patients a chance of life, hoping that they can be reborn when the medical level reaches in the future.

But to Zhao Wanxi's surprise, Leng junao was able to think of this method.

"In a word, I can't watch him die."

A short and deep sentence is enough to show Leng junao's affection for his subordinates.

Although a man seems cold and selfless, it is not difficult to see that he is a man of great affection as long as he notices his subordinates who are willing to work for him.

Leng junao's words came lightly: "the house deed and the land deed are under the ice coffin."

This huge ice coffin has thousands of Jin at least, right? How does she take it?

Zhao Wanxi gave him a cold look and murmured in a low voice: "if I can't get the title deed and the house deed, what do you want me to do here?"

But Leng junao said: "I thought you would want to see Ning Shun. When the boy wakes up, I want to thank him, the matchmaker... "

Matchmaker?!

Zhao Wanxi glared at him. Seeing his confident expression, people who don't know really think Ning Shun will wake up soon.

It was a waste of time. When Zhao Wanxi and Zhao Wanxi returned to the palace, it was already dark. Leng junao rode her to yunshang palace.

As soon as she entered the hall door, her maid Yucui saw her with sharp eyes and called her master --

"lady, Miss Wanxi is back."

When yunzipei saw Zhao Wanxi, he came forward with a look of grievance: "Wanxi, where did you and the seventh Prince go during the day?

I went to Cixin palace in a hurry to find you. As a result, the Empress Dowager didn't even see you. On the contrary, the Empress Dowager asked me why I didn't meet you. I didn't dare to reply. After a few words of evasion, she took an excuse to leave! "

Zhao Wanxi has nothing to do. Today, the seventh Prince drags her out for a whole day, but it's empty talk to accompany lin'er.

"This it ' s a long story. Zipei, what's the matter with you in such a hurry to find me? "

Yunzi Peixiu frowned slightly: "Wan Xi, do you know what day it is today?"

Zhao Wanxi was stunned by her question. She didn't celebrate New Year's day. What's the date?

"Eighth day, today is eighth day!"

Yunzipei couldn't help raising his voice and emphasized the second character of the eighth grade of junior high school.

"Yesterday's sixth day, today's seventh day, isn't it?"

Zhao Wanxi usually doesn't care much about these. Yesterday, Princess Yun asked Yucui

No! Yesterday, yunzipei asked Yucui the date, but the person who answered the question was chaosan.

Apricot eyes across a dark color, Zhao Wanxi sharp cold water eyes straight to not far away toward three.