Chapter 142

"Sister, your body is so hot. What can Lansheng do for you?"

Little Lin Lansheng was lying beside her bed, clutching her hand at a loss. Suddenly he thought of something and ran out. When he came back, he was holding a basin in his hand.

"My father said before that if I put the towel on my forehead, it won't be reheated. Lansheng will try it."

Lin Lansheng dries the towel and applies it to Tang Qingru's forehead. The cold touch strikes her and she can't help whining.

But Tang Qingru immediately stopped him from applying ice for the second time, "Lansheng, can elder sister trust you?"

Lin Lansheng stares at the innocent and thinks seriously for a long time Yes, my sister can trust Lansheng, but... " He hesitated and finally opened his lips. "But my sister, don't tell Lansheng all the secrets. I'm afraid I can't help telling them one day."

What a good boy.

I don't know what kind of life he would have had if he hadn't met Fengyang, but it's too late.

"Don't tell anyone about your sister's illness. You can do it without saying it, right?" Tang Qingru is panting heavily. At the moment, she looks pale and weak. She is lying on the bed dying. She seems to be very ill.

The lotus pond in autumn, after she fell, she didn't take care of it at the first time. It's strange that she didn't get sick.

"Why can't I tell you?" Lin Lansheng doesn't understand, "elder sister should know that the childe's face is cold and his heart is hot. Although she says that she doesn't care about you, she is in fact very distressed. As long as she knows that her elder sister is ill, she will let the best doctor in Fengming country come to treat her elder sister, and her elder sister won't have to suffer."

Tang Qingru hooked her lips, pale smile, when facing Lin Lansheng, she still hung endless tenderness, "you forget that my sister is the best doctor. I know my body well. Now I have a misunderstanding. If you know that I am ill, you will punish me, and you don't want me to be punished, do you?"

"No!" Lin Lansheng replied simply, "but Lansheng doesn't think you will do that."

It's true that I've been with someone for a long time, and all I want is him.

Feng Yang taught him martial arts in person. At the same time, he must have taught him a lot of great principles. Lin Lansheng is a child, so he can easily accept him.

Tang Qingru doesn't blame him, "but I've offended my son before. I've escaped from him. He hasn't forgiven me yet. If I know that I'm sick and can't serve me personally, I can't help roaring. My sister wants to sleep quietly for a while. Don't worry. I'll be alive in the morning."

"Really?" Lin Lansheng tilted his cerebellum and blinked his big eyes, as if he had made a very important decision, "OK, Lansheng will never tell anyone about his sister's situation, even if the young master tortured me. Can Lansheng stay to take care of his sister tonight? "

Tang Qingru is about to refuse. A slave outside just tells Lin Lansheng that it's time to go to the training room. Although he is reluctant to part with it, he is still taken away.

"It doesn't matter if men and women take it all. How old are children now?"

There was a faint fragrance in the calm air. With the fragrance, a man came out of the dark.

After seeing her pale face, she hurried over and said, "don't hurt yourself. What's the matter with you, ru'er? I really shouldn't promise you to stay!"

Shen Ming nervously tried the temperature of her forehead, not as hot as he imagined. Seeing Tang Qingru's proud smile, he pretended to be angry and pinched her face, "cheat me?"

"I'm not stupid, pretending to be sick can achieve the effect, why do I really make myself uncomfortable?"

Tang Qingru sat up from the bed, looked around again, and made sure no one was watching. Then she held his arm. "Pretending to be sick is just to make Fengyang feel guilty for me, so that we can carry out our next plan. But it's not very dangerous for you to sneak into his partial hospital every day."

"So in your eyes, I am so useless?" There was a twinkle in Shen Ming's eyes.

Shen Ming was no longer the naive and impulsive king of Qing.

He grew up when his most respected brother, his umbrella, was persecuted and killed.

He wants to finish the unfinished tasks of his elder brother, and carry up his brother's life. Maybe from now on, Shen Ming will become as fierce as other rulers, and political figures will come first, but Tang Qingru will still support him.

"I'm just worried about you."

"Why don't you tell me about the child first?"

Shen Ming put his arms in his arms. "I heard that he ate and lived with you for seven days in a row. It seems that he is only six years old, isn't it?"

Tang Qingru really wants to kick him to the bottom of the bed, "Lansheng is just a poor man, what do you think?"

"The benevolence of women." Shen Ming didn't have a good way: "haven't you heard that there must be something hateful about poor people?"

"Shen Ming, when did you become so insensitive?"

Seeing the disappointment in Tang Qingru's eyes, Shen Ming grabs her shoulder seriously. "Do you dare to promise that you will take the child with you after you leave here? Since you can't, don't release your natural maternal love to him now. That will only harm him, because the master he follows is Fengyang. And his killing hall never needs a soft hearted person. "Tang Qingru was lost in thought.

That's right. After he came back this time, Lin Lansheng really changed his temper. He defended Fengyang everywhere, and it was obvious that he had been brainwashed.

Although Fengyang was harsh on him, it was because of his personal teaching that people in the hall of killing respected Lin Lansheng very much.

It's said that Feng Yang himself praised Lin Lansheng as a good martial arts practitioner and a genius in internal skills. The child's attainments in the future are obvious, and his position in the hall of killing can be imagined.

If she let the child return to the right path, I'm afraid Lin Lansheng's fate will be very miserable, right?

"Feng Yang wrote a letter in front of me today, but I guess it's fake. What do you think?"

Tang Qingru pulls Shen Ming to the table, taps tea with her fingers, and writes down the contents of the letter on the table.

As soon as Shen Ming saw it, he laughed, "it's true, it's false, it's false, it's true, it's hard for you, ru'er. I know it's a tiger's den, and I condone your exploration. I'm so damned."

Tang Qingru didn't know what he was going to do, but they had a clear division of labor, and she shouldn't be involved in action.

"How can you reward me when you win?"

The woman holds up her pretty face, which is moved by the dim candlelight.

Shen Ming suddenly picked her up and pressed her on the bed. A pair of calm and deep eyes were already full of love / color, and the fundus of his eyes was full of possessiveness. "Where can I use it? After the victory, I will reward you."

Words fall, hot kiss such as arrogant storm swept, even the moon outside the window are shy to hide in the clouds.

After a while

"No, I can't do that in this man's territory."

The idea is disorderly, under the affection almost makes oneself regret lifelong matter, Shen Ming gets up from her body, unceasingly slaps oneself, "all is me to die, is my feeling is difficult to control, almost hurt you, Ru son, you hit me, scold me, how all right."

Tang Qingru has long been shocked by his consciousness.

He has a lot of strength. After a few slaps, his face will be red and swollen. If he goes out like this, I'm afraid his subordinates will think that he was discovered by Fengyang and suffered from any injustice.

"Thank you for valuing me so much." Tang Qingru cleverly holds his waist, like a cat in his arms, face tightly against his chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat, never so relaxed.

"Shen Ming, do you know? I'm really glad that you're the one standing by me at the moment. "

I believe Fengyang would never dream that the people who entered the palace of hell were so unrestrained and unrestrained to the people he wanted to control in his territory.

Accustomed to her arrogance, she suddenly becomes obedient and gentle, which makes Shen Ming not used to.

But her tender expression made him happy. The careful thinking in the bottom of the man's heart expanded a little, and he almost couldn't bear it.

"Bad woman."

She hugged her body tightly and lay down. Shen Ming used her arm as her pillow and put her in his arms with strong possessiveness. "It's late. I'll sleep with my eyes closed."

"Won't you go tonight?"

"Well, stay with you."

At the end of the conversation, Shen Ming closes her eyes and sleeps. As long as Tang Qingru raises her head, she can see his peerless face. She can't help but raise her mouth when she thinks of the two people's fighting and making noise in King Qing's mansion.

"Shen Ming, I'm very glad that I'm your antidote."

Bang.

The closed door was kicked open, the man stormed in, overbearing tore the bed curtain, looking at the sleeping woman, his mouth jerked, "as a close maid, let the master to wake you up, all the sun three, Tang Qingru you big shelf!"

I just feel the noise in my ears. The woman on the bed stretches and opens her squinting eyes.

The light is too bright, some dazzling, she raised her arm to block, for a long time to adapt to the light.

Looking at Feng Yang, who wanted to eat her with a bloody mouth, she quickly turned over and got up from the bed, but because she was seriously ill and weak, she almost fell off the bed.

"Why are you so sick?" Fengyang catches her body.

When she touched her skin, she found that she was very hot. Feng Yang was wringing her eyebrows, and her anger was about to break out. "I didn't order you not to hurt yourself. Tang Qingru, you are against me on purpose, aren't you?"

Stubbornly shaking off his hand, Tang Qingru got up from the bed with difficulty, like a slave who did something wrong. "I'm sorry, young master. It's the slave who neglected. What do you want to do today He coughed twice.

I didn't forget to fight with him when I was so sick.

Feng Yang reached out to grab her neck, but her face was pale, weak as a sapling, and could not bear to be blown by the wind at any time.

"Aren't you a doctor? I command you to cure yourself in one day, or I will lock you up in this room, cut off rice and food, and let you live and die. "

He left angrily, but when he came to the door, Feng Yang was stunned again. He smelled around like a hound. "No, why does this room smell like a man?"