Chapter 214

Cheng Jia shivered longer than Su mu, and his fever was even worse.

Su Mu's body is still very weak. Even Wang xuanzhi didn't come back at night. People near the corner tower have moved back. Ling Qingyu has no way to harden his scalp, take off his clothes and wipe his body to cool down.

Cheng Jia's body is slender and fair, and her skin is so tender that it flows out of the water. Ling Qingyu wipes it, and a red mark comes out, one after another. She doesn't know why if she shows it to people after wiping it.

Because of the high fever, Cheng Jia's face was also red, and her ordinary facial features were a little charming, and her eyes seemed to be dripping water.

"Cheng Jia, I didn't mean you. You should also exercise more. Look at my Sumu, who is only 15 years old, and his bones are much longer than yours." Ling Qingyu said as he rubbed. His body belongs to the kind of thin type, with only some slight muscles. It is completely different from Yan Sanyang Zhao's strong body, with no sense of strength, but with some weakness.

Cheng Jia smiled and could only see her sweating face in her confused eyes.

Cheng Jia had a fever until the second half of the night, and he fainted halfway. Ling Qingyu was very nervous. Fortunately, he woke up in a sweat in the second half of the night.

Wang xuanzhi came back when he woke up. Seeing this situation, he asked someone to send him to the county yamen.

"I won't go," said Cheng Jia, who was sweating and felt much cooler. "The city has begun to die, and it's still cleaner here."

Ling Qingyu had crawled back to bed. Wang xuanzhi lowered his voice and said, "what do you want to do like this? Do you really want to marry her back?"

"Ha ha," Cheng Jia laughed at herself twice and said, "do you think she wants to marry me? Even if I ask her to be my wife, she won't want to."

"Hum, what do you think? Talk about it tomorrow. Do you think she will marry such a woman?" Wang xuanzhi sneered.

"Wang xuanzhi, she saved your life!" Cheng Jia unconsciously raised her voice, glanced at the tent over there, and lowered her voice: "do you think what your brother and sister said is true? That day, Zhao Yinfeng rushed to ask someone to marry him, but she refused. Your sister can't stand the man who has been chasing her to marry someone else, so she talks nonsense everywhere. Touch your own conscience. What's the truth? Can't you think of it?"

Wang xuanzhi pursed his mouth and said nothing. In the mouth of his sister and brother, Ling Jia was in charge of the family. She was a rude and licentious woman, seduced men everywhere, raised many faces, and was a cheap and immoral person. These days, it seems that she is really close to the guards around her, and there is no concept of male and female defense at all, so he lives naturally, without considering her reputation at all, but on the dam, in the water. Wang xuanzhi is not stupid. He knows that some things are wrong, but he subconsciously doesn't want to believe that his brother and sister are lying.

"You move away." Cheng Jia leaned on the soft cushion and said.

"When I move away, who will take care of you? Do you really want that woman to stay so confused with you?" Wang xuanzhi said coldly.

"Wang xuanzhi! Are you sure you are taking care of me instead of murdering me!" Cheng Jia clenched her teeth and looked at the boy who poured a basin of water on her. She looked up and asked Wang xuanzhi, who stood aside with an embarrassed face.

When Cheng Jia had a high fever again, according to lingqingyu, he had to wipe himself with warm water to cool down. How could Prince Wang do this? So he asked him to go on, but the boy was clumsy. He either scraped the skin (Cheng's skin was too tender, and it would break with a little effort) or now he overturned the basin.

Thinking of having a rest, Ling Qingyu, who had just taken care of Su mu, sighed sadly, admitted his fate, and slowly said, "or is it a little girl?"

When the dark faced Wang xuanzhi and the little boy left, Ling Qingyu moved away from Cheng Jia, changed the wet bedding, and then put on new warm water, saying, "Lord Cheng, the field is going to double."

Although her lips were red with fire, Cheng Jia still laughed and said, "how about ten pianos?"

"Some losses, thirty is almost the same." Turn him over and gently wipe the pink skin behind him, Ling Qingyu said.

"Hehe, have you ever lost money in business?" Cheng Jia climbed on the mat and laughed.

"Yes, I lost all my business with you." Lingqingyu hated, and his hand felt heavier. Seeing a red mark on his back, he immediately changed his light hand.

How can you lose? I'm the one who died, Cheng Jia secretly said.

On the fifth day, Su Mu was finally stable, and Cheng Jia didn't have such a high fever. Except that the two people were in a serious state of diarrhea and vomiting, more and more people died in the city.

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This evening, Wang xuanzhi came back to play tricks.

"Go and ask the county magistrate to pick up your son." Ling Qingyu said to Wang xuanzhi's little boy with a dark face.

"Miss Ling, don't. look at so many people dead in the city. Both Lord Cheng and this little brother are beginning to get better here. Let the childe stay with you." The boy said with a sad face. Those families in the city, after taking unknown amount of medicine, still kept dying, but this girl Ling, who poured water, porridge and wiped her body fiercely, was not dead yet. Compared with the two, the boy felt that it was more reliable here.

"No, I can't afford this responsibility!" Ling Qingyu said loudly.

The boy kowtowed to her three times and said, "I'm going to deliver the letter, please, girl." Turn around and run away.

Here! Ling Qingyu turned to Wang xuanzhi in astonishment and said, "where are your other subordinates? So many people!"

"All... Are... Playing... Fiddling..." Wang xuanzhi said shivering.

holy crap

Ling Qingyu was speechless, and he couldn't really look at him. He had to take his life to fetch water, and then he asked a slightly better Sumu to boil water and continue to work hard.

After getting Wang xuanzhi's high fever, he sweated heavily and changed his clothes and sheets. Ling Qingyu climbed out of the two people's tent and dragged them directly into a tent to save trouble.

The body was very weak. Ling Qingyu unconsciously hugged her arm and shivered, and a trace of cold came up from her body.

It can't be true? Aren't there two days left? Ling Qingyu moved into his tent and put on a coat.

Is it because I'm too tired these days, so I caused it in advance? Oh, no one is around these days, and even Wang xuanzhi's guards are playing tricks. Where can I find a usable male body? (she really thought of the two guards.)

"Master?" The chatter of Ling Qingyu's teeth woke Su Mu up. He was still feverish. In a daze, he saw Ling Qingyu sitting at the door shivering with cold. He got up, touched her and called.

"Sue, don't come near me." Ling Qingyu hugged herself tightly, and the chill was getting worse and worse. She was afraid that she would lose her reason and spoil the boy who was still a child.

"Master, are you sick, too?" Sue said anxiously and touched her forehead.

The teenager was still feverish, with the heat Ling Qingyu desperately needed in his hand. Ling Qingyu snorted comfortably, then immediately moved away and said, "Su mu, you stay away from me until I lose my mind... In short, you stay away from me."

Su Mu bit her lip, hugged her, put her on the cushion, and then covered her with quilts and other things, saying, "no fear, master, Su Mu knows how to do."

I'm not playing tricks! Ling Qingyu wanted to cry without tears, but she still drank a few mouthfuls of the water su Mu handed over.

Seeing Ling Qingyu's face getting whiter and whiter until it turned blue, Su Mu noticed that it was wrong. They would get hot in a quarter of an hour to half an hour when they were cold, but the person in charge seemed to be getting colder and colder, and even the skin would frost.

Ling Qingyu's head was a little confused. Su Mu stretched out her hand again, and the heat made her unconsciously stick it up, sighing, "it's so warm."

Sumu was quiet for a moment, pulled the curtain of the tent, then took off his clothes and whispered, "master, please forgive Sumu." Then he opened the quilt and went in.

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"That damn bitch!" Wang xuanzhi scolded low. The tent was not soundproof, and the groans over there could be clearly heard.

Cheng Jia covered her head with pillows to block the tempting sound, but an increasingly heavy sense of disobedience surged into her heart.

She shouldn't be like this, shouldn't be like this