Chapter 959: Critically ill

Lu Zhishan held Mu Nanzhi's hand in his hand, feeling that Mu Nanzhi's hand was not cold. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, shook his cloak, covered Mu Nanzhi in her arms, and walked inside. Aside: "It's not very good."
"What does Tai Qin say?" Mu Nanzhi asked with a frown, and entered the hall. She followed the man and helped the man to hang down his cloak and brocade. Lu Zhishan asked, "Why is it suddenly not good?"
"Last night, Viva was suddenly awake, screaming and talking nonsense on the bed, scaring the father-in-law, and quickly asked the Tai Qin doctor to enter the palace," Lu Zhishan wiped his face and threw the papa. When he got back, he pulled Mu Nanzhi into Nuange, and the two sat opposite each other. Lu Zhishan reached out and poured a cup of tea, paused, and said, "Just when Tai Qin arrived, the long lived man was fainted again. In the past, it was just after this torment that Viva's body became even weaker, and he sweated all night, his body was lingering all over, and it would be better in the morning, but Taiyi Qin said that Viva was afraid he would not be able to endure a few days.
Mu Nanzhi looked at Lu Zhishan's deep face, and for a while he didn't know what to say. She walked over and sat next to Lu Zhishan, holding the man's hand, and whispered, "Cousin ..."
"It's okay," Lu Zhishan held his lips, turned his hand and held Mu Nanzhi's hand, "I've always been prepared."
Mu Nanzhi looked at the gentle smile on the man's face, and it became more and more unpleasant in his heart, and he couldn't find anything to say. Now he moved inward and got into the arms of Lu Zhishan. She stunned, Mu Nanzhi exhaled softly, and said, "Cousin, do you hate Long live?"
Lu Zhishan didn't answer. He rested his chin on Mu Nanzhi's shoulder and closed his eyes.
He was very tired. He didn't feel tired after running around the palace for a whole day, but as soon as he got home and returned to the child, he felt very tired and didn't want to move.
"Cousin, how about going to bed?" Mu Nanzhi listened to Lu Zhishan's long breath and knew that he was sleepy. He was really distressed because he was so uncomfortable.
"No sleep, no dinner ..." Lu Zhishan stood up straight, rubbing his eyes, his voice was a little dull.
"Do n’t eat, I ’m late for lunch, and now I ’m not hungry at all, just sleepless," Mu Nanzhi said busyly, ringing Lu Zhishan's neck, coquettishly, "Cousin do n’t eat late Is it alright? Would you like to rest with me now? "
"Let's do it." Lu Zhishan went to kiss Mu Nanzhi's warped nose, and hugged her into the dormitory.
Lu Zhishan soon fell asleep, but the sleepy person did not have a trace of sleepiness.
Mu Nanzhi faced his eyes, and looked at the sleeping man without blinking. This sleeping face, she had looked at it for six years, but she couldn't get tired of it. The man slept heavily, but his brows frowned. The word "Chuan", in the end, men are already 38 years old, and they are not really young. The fine lines in the corners of eyes are denser than before, and naturally they cannot be compared with young people, especially this year. Men come out early and return late at night, and are ten times more tired than in previous years. Older ones are faster. The lines that would only show up when they laughed are now so obvious even though they are asleep.
Mu Nanzhi's fingertips gently covered the man's eyebrows, rubbing gently, the man's expression gradually relaxed, the word "chuan" also faded, and Mu Nanzhi's fingers came from the eyebrows. It slipped down, along the man's nose, and landed on the man's somewhat dry lips.
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