Li Jin'an snorted. He didn't say anything.

Qiao Yanran bowed his head, bit his moist lip, patted his back gently, and coaxed: "good, we're asleep, and we'll be on our way tomorrow."

"General Ruo..."

Li Jin'an pursed her lips, raised her eyes, and raised her hand to pull Qiao Yan's white lining.

Joe Yanran pressed his restless hand.

"Good, sleep."

Without saying a word, Li Jin'an put out his hand to pick up the quilt on the bed, pushed the door to leave, and did not forget to leave a sentence, "if the general can sleep by himself."

He went back to the west wing.

The West Wing room was a little shabby, and it was not strict. The cold wind poured in through the crack of the door. Although Li Jin'an held the quilt, it was still cold.

Hands and feet are a bit numb with cold.

Li Jin'an was lying on the wooden bed, looking at the tightly closed door, a little dazed in his eyes.

He

I really don't know what to do.

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the next morning.

It hurts.

The pain in my heart.

The blood on Li Jin'an's face faded, and his whole body curled up, shaking uncontrollably like sieve chaff and sweating in pain.

Under his white skin, long and thin insects swam around, making the skin bulge everywhere, and then purple spots came out.

It's so early.

Li Jin'an clenched his silver teeth, forced himself to stand up from the bed, took a sharp dagger from the room and cut his arm.

Blood trickled down.

The insect stained with red blood, together with the blood, drips on the ground. After the long insect falls to the ground, it struggles violently. It doesn't take long for the insect to die.

Into a pool of blood.

Yesterday, he saw the darts and went to find the eldest prince in private. He wanted to get together and leave the organization, but he didn't expect that the eldest prince had a back hand, which caused the poisonous insects in his body.

It's also strange that he underestimated the prince.

He was controlled by others and had to steal the drawing.

Later -

when the scene came to such an end, there was no one at both ends. It's also his fault.

Later, he sent the fake drawing to the prince, who left without doubt.

He didn't give him an antidote immediately. He just said that he would wait until he was sure that the drawing was true.

"Dong Dong Dong --"

chun'er knocked on the door of the West Wing room and called out: "Master Li?! Are you in here? I'm in. "

The door of the room creaked.

"Go away!"

Li Jin'an's forehead was full of green tendons, and he yelled.

Outside the door, chun'er was scared and didn't dare to push the door any more. He ran to find Qiao Yanran and reported, "if general, please go and have a look. Young master Li has a bad temper and won't go out.

And a little scolding. "

Qiao Yanran also just got up, heard spring son mouth complain, pacify him two, dress up, a few steps came to the west chamber door.

She curled her fingers and knocked on the door of the room.

"Young master Li?"

No one should.

"Good morning?"

There was still no movement in the west chamber.

Qiao Yanran was about to push the door in, when he heard a hoarse voice in the room, "if general, you go back, I want to be quiet."

Li Jin'an holds the bedding directly and blocks at the door of the room.

The attack time of this insect is short, almost only a cup of tea. The attack time is still fixed, but as time goes on, the attack time will be longer and longe