Chapter 1342

Mi you Ning's mouth bumped up and down, which made Xiao Hun Er angry.

"Little soul, do you know that you are stupid."

"..." to abstain from the spirit

He didn't know. He didn't want to know at all.

He was wrong

He shouldn't give each other a chance to talk.

"Host, you have lost me, you go, I don't want to play for you."

Mi you Ning casually smile, in exchange for the small soul son's angry stare.

"One year, give me another year."

After thinking about it, Jie Hun nodded, "time is running out. The last plane makes mistakes in time, up to one year."

Mi you'd rather drop her eyes than let Jie soul see the look in her eyes.

If it was before, she would leave without saying a word.

But now she had a different feeling in her heart.

I don't want to leave.

The concern after leaving, as well as that person bear, this is what she wants to think, also don't want to see.

"One more thing, host, I can't follow you for the next task. You need to finish it yourself."

"Well, I see."

"Are you sure in a year? If I go back, I can follow you for another year on the next plane. "

"Little soul, you are too wordy..."

“……”

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Nine thousand years old is ill.

The emperor has been in a coma for three days.

These days, Emperor Jing did not go to court and left everything to the 10-year-old prince.

Every day, Emperor Jing stood by his father-in-law Ji, which was in the eyes of all the slaves in the Qianqing palace.

In the emperor's mind, Duke Ji really occupies a certain position.

Even the king of Jin was very interested in his existence.

The atmosphere in the court is the same as before, but a little more cautious.

No one knows what Jingdi will do next.

I only heard that there was an endless stream of imperial doctors in Qianqing palace every day, all of them went to serve nine thousand year olds.

Looking at the pale, breathing woman on the bed, no one knows the pain in the heart of emperor Jing.

The next day, Dr. Li confirmed that the poisonous insects had broken out.

When the poisonous insect attacks, it means to... Die.

How can emperor Jing accept this result.

He and she have not yet... No further.

He had not told his little eunuch that he liked her.

In this life, in addition to father and mother, there are also emperor's younger brother.

This is the first person he likes.

"Brother..."

I don't know when, the king of Jin went to the dormitory.

When Emperor Jing heard his words, his eyes were slightly red, and he never left the man on the Dragon bed.

He didn't dare to look away for fear that he would never see each other again.

"Brother Huang, I've gone to the folk to find a famous doctor, Jiuji... She will be fine."

Even the king of Jin said this with some uncertainty.

Emperor Jing sighed, "you have a heart."

He reached for his soft, unresponsive hand and suddenly asked, "what happened to the imperial mausoleum?"

King Wen Yan of Jin clenched his lips and said, "it's finished."

"That's good... That's good..." emperor Jing bent his lips slightly.

He still remembers his promise three years ago.

After the king of Jin left, Emperor Jing sat in his original position, still motionless.

Looking at the face that seemed to fall into a deep sleep, Emperor Jing finally couldn't hold on.

Three days later, if he doesn't wake up, it's time for him to prepare for the future.

He didn't want to, didn't want to, and didn't want to.

Slightly red eyes become moist, mouth tightly pursed.

"Ah Jiu, wake up, wake up, OK?"

"If you want to leave first, what should I do..."

Emperor Jing climbed onto the Dragon bed and held mi you Ning tightly.