Chapter 1065: God is angry

For the painting of the thousand charms on their own minds, Su wine cellar will not know! ?
Looking at the paintings, I will do my best to make myself laugh. Even, it does not hesitate to destroy the image.
Such a man, there are few in the world!
It’s like a painting with thousands of charms, an excellent temperament, a man of wealth and strength, and it’s not the dream of the world’s women’s dreams! ?
If she came to this dynasty, the first time she met the words of painting a thousand charms, perhaps, she would fall in love with paintings! ?
Unfortunately……
This world thing, if not...
Night cold...
Thinking of this, the wine in the brain of Su wine can't help but rush into the shadow of the night...
His smile, gentle care for her, and the gentle move...
Every bit, every night, when it’s quiet, it’s always lingering in her heart.
Let her be scarred heart, hurt again, bloodstained...
Night cold, what he is doing now! ?
Perhaps, now, Zhengjia is in his arms, and then, lying on the soft bed where they used to lie, lingering with the woman...
At the thought of this, in the brain of Su wine, I couldn’t help but rush into such a picture.
On that soft big bed, a man and a woman are constantly kissing, entangled, lingering...
At the thought of this, Su wine only feels painful and painful in heart. Like Wan Jian’s heart, she can hardly breathe when she is so painful...
The heart was sour, the nose was sour, the two lines of tears, falling again, slipping off the woman’s pale cheeks, and then silently dripping on the pillow...
Silently staring at the dark night outside the window, Su wine knows that this night is a sleepless night...
......
At the same time, the other side -
"What are you guys doing?! How come out of such a serious matter, no one has come to tell you! If something really happens in the cold, you can't spare you!"
The night is deep!
The outside was dark and clouded, and the dark black clouds were constantly gathering in the air, and the low pressure was pressed over the four kings' palaces, and the pressure was almost breathless.
Just like the situation in the Four Kings!
At this moment, the inside of the Four Kings House is brightly lit, and in the dormitory of Nano, it is the next person who fills the ground.
Night Mojun, standing on the big bed of Nano, with a sullen look waiting for everyone on the ground.
In the face of the wrath of the emperor, everyone around, even more chilling, heart-wrenching, almost even the atmosphere can not breathe, lest a careless, it is the head is not guaranteed!
Relative to the angry face of the night ink Jun, lying in bed, pale night cold, the dark black sable, first flicker, then, the slightly pale lips, then gently open, softly Said.
"Emperor brother, younger brother, nothing. Moreover, the younger brother does not want the emperor to worry about the younger brother, so there is no one to tell the emperor."
The night is cold, although it is just a short sentence, it seems to be a lot of effort.
After saying this, the man couldn’t help but cough gently.
Looking at the man on the bed, he kept coughing.
On the face of that handsome beauty, it is even more so that the eyebrows are tight, and the pain that can’t be concealed is uncomfortable.
And the more pale face, the man looks more and more weak.
It seems that the next moment, this man will disappear from his face...
Seeing this, the night of the ink, the heart of the night, can not help but sigh, followed by a deep fear of panic and worry anxious, immediately rushed into the heart.
"Cold, what are you doing now?? You are now very weak, don't talk first, don't be afraid, you have already sent all the royal doctors in the palace, they will be able to cure you!"
Night Mojun spoke on the side, and on the other hand, he couldn’t help but hold the big hand of the man on the bed, tightly, as if afraid, the man in front of him disappeared in front of him or left him...
Do not!
He can't accept that this man will leave him, so no matter what, he will heal the disease!
Anxiously in my heart, the night of the ink and the red lips, immediately shouted loudly toward the outside.
"Taiwan doctor!? How has the doctor not arrived yet?"
The night ink is open, the brow is tight, and the black scorpion is not angry.
When I heard the words of the night ink, a few old figures outside the door, I rushed in.
"Long live the emperor long live..."
The rushing man rushed in, and even when he was kneeling on the ground, he bowed to the man in front of him.
When I heard this, the night ink was even tighter.
"When are you, what are you going to do!? You can hurry up and help the cold to see what the cold is all about!"
Looking at the in, it is the president of the hospital, and the night ink immediately complained.
The doctors who were kneeling on the ground were majestic, and the body first trembled.
After all, their emperor, as everyone knows, has always been gentle and elegant.
However, every time they meet the four kings, their emperors will become anxious.
It’s really a matter of brotherhood...
Just sighing in the heart of the doctor, I don’t dare to think about other things.
After all, the emperor in front of him is full of anger!
Thinking of this, the doctors endured the panic in their hearts and quickly came to the bedside, and then they checked the bed man carefully.
After a moment, I saw only the face of the doctor, and I was puzzled and dignified.
Looking at the doctor's face full of confusing eyes, the night ink eyebrows a glimpse, immediately pleaded.
"How is the cold?!"
"Amount...Responding to the emperor, the incompetent minister is incompetent, and the court only found out that the prince was weak, but could not find out what the prince was, and asked the emperor to sin!"
Speaking of the end, I saw the emperor in front of me, the look of anger, the heart of the doctor, immediately fell to the ground, and asked for mercy.
Even so, in the heart of the night ink, but it is angry.
"How is your dean of the hospital?" Actually, he said, "Is it impossible to find out what the cold is!" Your medical skills are so inferior, what is the use of you!! Come!"
Speaking of this, the night ink monk immediately yelled at the outside and asked people to come in.
The doctor who was kneeling on the ground heard the words, only felt that it was difficult to lead, and his face was suddenly white.
However, at this time, a voice with a weak and low voice screamed.
"Emperor brother, slow!"
Although the man’s voice was low and weak, however, the night ink monk standing by the bed was still heard for the first time.
Hearing the words, I saw the nightmare of the original anger, the face was a glimpse, and immediately turned his head, he looked at the man on the bed.
The black scorpion in the original anger was quickly replaced by anxiety.