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Chapter 70 The truth came out (1)

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    "Well, it seems that this king's words are more effective than ginseng soup." Ling Zimo looked at her with satisfaction.

    Mengdie ignored him, but opened his mouth to drink the ginseng soup.

    Ling Zimo knew that she was still weak, so he stopped joking.  One feeds the two, the other drinks. After a while, the ginseng soup is finished.

    Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open with a "thump", and a person came in like the wind, rushed to the bed, but didn't speak, just stared at her in surprise and joy.

    Mengdie smiled slightly: "Brother!"

    Lin Xihan saw that although she looked weak and powerless, her eyes were still clear and bright. After drinking the ginseng soup, she also looked a little brighter.

    In the past few days, although he didn't stay by the bed like Ling Zimo, in fact, his heart was burning all the time, but he didn't dare to show it easily.  Seeing that she woke up at this time, she could only say in a repeated voice: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up!" She was so happy that she didn't know what to say.

    Ling Zimo helped Mengdie wipe off the soup stains at the corner of her mouth, put the soup bowl aside, returned to the bed, and asked cautiously, "Is it cold?"

    Mengdie smiled and shook her head.

    Ling Zimo turned to Lin Xihan and said, "Let Chunyuqian come again."

    Lin Xihan slapped his forehead: "Ah, look at me! I'm happy to be patronizing. Let's go." Then he turned and went out immediately.

    "Isn't Mr. Chunyu in another courtyard?" Mengdie wondered.

    "If he's in another courtyard, you can just" Ling Zimo said halfway, and stopped there.

    "What's wrong with me?" Mengdie asked carefully.

    "Don't you know?" Ling Zimo stared at her complicatedly, "You're bleeding, a lot of blood"

    Mengdie was stunned, her face suddenly turned pale, and there was a rush of blood in her chest. She couldn't help touching her chest with her hands, with a painful expression on her face.

    Ling Zimo was taken aback, and hurriedly supported her: "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?"

    Mengdie took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said nothing, her face was bleak, for a long while, she just shook her head.

    Ling Zimo stretched out his hand to feel her pulse, only to feel that the breath in her body was disordered, and the blood flowed chaotically, which seemed to be the sign of madness of a martial arts practitioner.  He immediately put his palm against her stomach, and used his true energy to restrain the turbulent flow of energy in her body.

    It took a long time for Mengdie to feel the pain in her chest gradually disappearing, and her expression gradually calmed down.  She opened her eyes and saw Ling Zimo's anxious and worried face, and couldn't help apologizing: "It's okay, don't worry."

    Only then did Ling Zimo breathe a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to let go, and only poured true energy into her body continuously.

    Mengdie pressed his arm: "Zimo, stop, you are exhausting your true energy."

    There were thin beads of sweat on Ling Zimo's forehead, but he smiled at her without saying a word.

    She sighed, knowing that he was very stubborn, and she was powerless to argue with him at this moment, so she could only let him circulate his zhenqi for another week before giving up.  When he finished his work, even the color of his lips turned slightly pale.

    "How are you?" Mengdie frowned, and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

    Ling Zimo was emotionally injured before, and he has been sleepless for several days. At this time, his internal strength is exhausted, and he feels weak all over his body.  But he smiled and said with an unchanged expression: "Who doesn't know that King Yu's martial arts are world-class, so what's the harm in wasting a little bit of internal strength?" Even so, the fatigue could not be concealed on his face after all.

    "Come up and rest for a while." Mengdie said, giving way to the bed.

    Ling Zimo hesitated for a moment, nodded and smiled, "Okay, let's rest for a while." Then he took off his boots, got on the bed, but did not lie down, and leaned against the head of the bed with Mengdie, and took her into his arms  .  As soon as the person relaxes, the eyelids become heavy, but he still asks worriedly: "Are you really all right?"

    Mengdie hummed lightly, and Ling Zimo quickly quieted down. Her even breath gently brushed against the top of her head, which was a little itchy, but reassuring.

    The two leaned on each other quietly, holding hands tightly.  His hands were fair and slender, but there were a few thin calluses on the palm.  Mengdie thought to herself, this was probably made by practicing swords.

    He should have started practicing martial arts at a very young age, right?  When I was very young, I also practiced calligraphy, read books, and learned some female red embroidery, but those were all taught by my mother.  Although Niangqin is sometimes very strict, but after all, she is more gentle than strict. When studying, it is more like having fun.  But he is different, right?  There is no loving mother since childhood, and the father is a high-ranking emperor. How cold is it to grow up like that?  I don't know if the master who taught him is strict, has he been punished or reprimanded?  But he is so smart and studious, shouldn't he be punished or reprimanded?  

    Mengdie nestled in his arms, her thoughts flying far away.  It wasn't until a light knock on the door interrupted her wild thoughts that she remembered,??Xi Han went to invite Chun Yuqian.

    She moved slightly, wondering whether to let them in or let Ling Zimo sleep for a while.  Ling Zimo was already awake.

    Mengdie raised her head and met his slightly tired eyes.  Before she could react, he had already pressed a kiss on her forehead, "I'll go and open the door." His voice was a little hoarse when he first woke up, and it sounded a little more charming.

    Seeing Mengdie staring at him blankly, Ling Zimo laughed again: "I wonder if the princess is satisfied with this king's appearance?" This sentence was the first sentence they said when they met for the first time in the bridal chamber.  talk.

    Mengdie smiled sweetly: "At that time, it was naturally noble and extraordinary, but now it is too ugly!"

    Ling Zimo pretended to be angry and said: "What? I've made people haggard because of Yixiao', yet you come to laugh at me for being ugly? You are so cruel!"

    At this time, there was another knock on the door, and Mengdie gave him a nudge: "Okay, hurry up and open the door."

    "No!" Ling Zimo began to play tricks, "This king looks too ugly now, I don't have the face to open the door."

    Mengdie's head suddenly grew dizzy, so she had to laugh and said: "Well, I was wrong just now. Prince Yu is always suave, handsome, and unrestrained, that's all right!"

    Ling Zimo smiled with bright eyes: "As long as you don't dislike it, I will be 'the belt is getting wider and I will never regret it'!" As he said, he kissed her heavily on the face, and then reluctantly went to open the door.

    Standing outside the door was indeed Lin Xihan.  Mengdie was guessing that the conversation with Ling Zimo just now was very low, and he should not have heard him, but seeing him smiling ambiguously, she didn't know why, so she had to pretend nothing happened, but there was still a slight shyness on her face  .

    Lin Xihan followed a person with a familiar figure, but a face he had never seen before.  Mengdie was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this was the easy-going Chun Yuqian.

    Sure enough, Chunyu Qian stepped forward and saluted, "See Wangfei!"

    Mengdie leaned on the bed, unable to get up, so she could only accept a gift from him, and hurriedly said: "Sir, please get up quickly! Mr. Lao has rescued me several times, but Mengdie dare not accept this great gift." (Remember this website website: www  .hlnovel.com
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