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The second thousand three hundred and seventy-eighth chapters of his uncle

Yun Dai took up Zhao Yuanjing's luxurious embroidered gold-wisted sleeves, wiped his tears as a handkerchief, and then said, "She guessed."

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at his wrinkled sleeves and smiled helplessly: "Can you guess this?"

"Did you forget that you were fighting with Ji Li in the Jiuli Tribe, and Zhuang Yunshu was also in Qingniao City at that time."

"So that's it." Zhao Yuanjing touched her back and smiled, "This is not a big deal. Look at you crying. Although you care about me, I feel a little happy. To be honest, whether I cough up blood will not have much impact on me."

"How come it doesn't have any impact? You can't even believe my three-year-old child."

"I really didn't coax you. Think about it carefully, how could my disease not worsen at all? If I kept doing this, I wouldn't have only had that little time left..." Zhao Yuanjing was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so he didn't continue.

Yun Dai said: "Since there is no impact, why don't you tell me and hide it from me?"

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Ming said that I will have various symptoms one after another. As long as I tell her, she will prescribe the right medicine to help me solve these symptoms. In fact, I have only coughed blood a few times. Later, Ming has been adjusting the prescription. It has not been like that for many days. I don't allow anyone to tell you, because I don't want you to worry about it again because of this matter."

Yun Dai didn't say anything for a long time.

Indeed, once she learned that Zhao Yuanjing had started coughing up blood, she would definitely eat and couldn't sleep well.

Since Zhuang Yunshu said that until now, her heart has been pounding and her legs are a little weak.

That is caused by excessive tension and worry.

Although Zhao Yuanjing explained, she couldn't feel completely relieved.

Zhao Yuanjing has always been a person who has been reporting good news but not bad news to her.

When King Cheng rebelled, he was seriously injured, but he kept hiding his affairs, which made it difficult for her to calm down.

She thought it would be better to ask Mingmin directly.

At this time, Baoxing said outside the door: "Master, the manager of Gu is here to send lunch."

Yun Dai didn't say anything.

Her voice was a little hoarse because of crying and yelling.

She refused to tell Gu Chengan and others to hear it.

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and pinched her hand, and said loudly: "Let them put lunch in the next room. I and the queen have some important things to deal with, so I will go later."

Baoxing seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he quickly replied with the word "六".

Yun Dai: "..."

Why does this sound so awkward?

What does it mean to deal with something important?

It would be strange if you listen to it outside, you don’t want to be wrong.

Zhao Yuanjing looked holy: "Are you thinking too much?"

"You said too much!" Yun Dai said angrily, "My uncle Mingmin, it was me who invited him back, and it was me who built the Taoist temple for him. She dared to help you hide it from me."

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Although you mother and daughter have not recognized each other, you are at least in blood, so it's really rude to be like a master."

Yun Dai whispered: "He is just an old man, his old man!"

Zhao Yuanjing held his forehead.

He really doesn't understand what happened to the mother and daughter.

If they are mother and daughter, it is definitely not. If they are enemies, they are not like them. Sometimes they are quite happy, laughing and having a harmonious atmosphere.

Even every now and then, the two of them would make an appointment to take a carriage to Yaoguang Mountain to see the scenery.

It took half a day to go.

Can this say the relationship is bad?

But behind his back, Yun Dai never showed any mercy when scolding her.
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