She shed tears in pain.

Finally, she was surprised to let her sad mood control herself. She shook her head hard. She was dizzy and realized that she had so many abnormal reactions, which might be due to her illness.

She struggled to get up and found the thermometer in her mouth. Five minutes later, she pulled out the thermometer and looked at the eye temperature, 41 degrees. Then he went out of the medicine box to find the antipyretic medicine. After taking it, he climbed to the bed and continued to sleep with his head covered.

In the evening, when Lord Zhan returned home. When I saw the dark room, my eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

This afternoon, he accompanied his father zhantingcheng to drink tea and chat. The relationship between father and son increased rapidly.

It must be that Zheng Ling and his mother got along very well, so he didn't go home so late.

But when he entered the bedroom and turned on the wall lamp, he saw a lump on the bed, and the shivering Baron was stunned.

Did you come back?

He went over, frowning and looking at the little woman who covered himself up with a look of helplessness.

How old are you? Why can't you sleep?

He gently opened the quilt for her, revealing a face with wet hair. His face was burning red.

Zhan hanjue reached out and touched Zheng Ling's forehead. It was cold.

Suddenly aware of the bad, quietly will Zheng Ling wake up, "Zheng Ling!"

Zheng Ling slowly opened his eyes and saw the warlord. He almost immediately held his neck. It's like a wandering ship finally finds a dock.

Zhan hanjue's eyes were dim. The girl's reaction made him feel uneasy.

"Zheng Ling, why are you sweating so much? Is there a fever again? " Asked Lord Zhan.

Zheng Ling did not return to him, but held him tightly. It seems that if you don't hold him tight, he will turn into smoke and fly away.

"Brother Baron, hold me tight."

He hugged her tightly. "Did something unpleasant happen to my mother today?"

Zheng Ling shook his head, "No."

But there is no extra explanation.

"Don't go tomorrow," he said

"I don't like her yet?" Zheng Ling was depressed.

Han hanjue only knew that Zheng Ling had gone to his mother's place and was seriously ill when he came back. He was still in a state of fear. He did not dare to take Zheng Ling's body to risk any more.

"It doesn't matter. Take your time later. "

Zheng Ling's face was gloomy and murmured in her heart that she would not be able to please her mother-in-law in this life. That night, as far as Zheng Ling was concerned, it was like a year.

The next day.

Zhan hanjue woke up early, but found Zheng Ling was not in bed. This is a very rare case for the clanging of the bed.

Warlord felt uneasy in his heart, so he went to find someone in his home clothes and slippers.

Finally in the kitchen to find Zheng Ling, see her listless kneading face, shiver hanjue heartache.

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