The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 414: What are you going to do

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"Gress and change my clothes for me," Fang Chengyin put down the spoon in her hand and said to the maid, "I'm going to see the guard Xiaokong."

The young maid was startled: "Miss, I'm afraid this is bad, right? Guard Xiaokong is in bed recuperating from illness. It's really inconvenient for you... to come over at this time."

"Where do these rules come from? This is Ninggu Pagoda, not the capital, so there is no need for so many twists and turns." Fang Chengyin combed her hair, stood up, and walked towards the bedroom, "He is here He also bought things for me. At this time, he was ill, so I naturally had to go and take a look."

"Yes, I obey." The little maid was so busy that she followed Fang Chengyin into the bedroom.

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This was the first time Fang Chengyin came to the residence of Kong Wenmin and Kong Wenjie. After all, it was a place where the men lived, so it was inevitably a bit simpler. Fang Chengyin asked the maid to go in and report, while she stood in the courtyard and looked around. The courtyard was quite large, but it was empty. Except for a row of shiny swords, guns, swords and halberds on the corridor, there was nothing else. There was not even a tree. Fang Chengyin was wondering in her heart. She had lived in this magistrate's yamen for ten years. It has been many years, but I didn’t know that the prefect’s Yamen actually had such a courtyard.

"Miss, Guard Xiaokong, please come in." The young maid held up the curtain and said to Fang Chengyin.

At that moment, Fang Chengyin adjusted her cloak and then entered the room.

"My subordinate has met the young lady." Kong Wenjie just got up from the kang. Although he was well-dressed, his hair was a bit disheveled, and his usually dark face looked much paler at this time. Not only that, His eyes were dull and his lips were gray and dry. He was so tall, but he gave people a shaky look.

"Get up quickly." Fang Chengyin was startled. She was so busy that she went over to help Kong Wenjie and asked him to sit down. Fang Chengyin said uneasily, "I heard that you were not feeling well, so I thought of coming. I want to take a look at you, but I don’t want to make you tired again. I’ll leave now. You can go back to your room and rest quickly.”

"Yes, thank you for your understanding, Miss..." Kong Wenjie struggled to open his mouth. He felt as if his throat was on fire. Every time he uttered a word, he had to endure great torture. He felt He was about to die, and he was so busy that he reached out to hold the table, but before he could reach out, he fell to the ground with a "thud".

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong?!" Fang Chengyin's face changed color with fear. She was so busy that she knelt down to check. She gently patted Kong Wenjie's face, but there was no reaction. Fang Chengyin couldn't tell. At that moment, he was so busy that he looked at the little maid who was already standing aside, and shouted, "Why don't you hurry up and invite the doctor over?! And the guard Da Kong, please come back too!"

"Yes, yes, yes, slave, go right now!" The little maid finally realized what she was doing and was so busy that she opened the curtain and ran out.

"You can't sleep on the ground, you'll burn yourself." Fang Chengyin put her hand on Kong Wenjie's forehead. It was frighteningly hot. Fang Chengyin was stunned for a while, then stood up and took off the cloak on his body. , casually threw it on the chair, and then squatted on the ground again. While grabbing Kong Wenjie's arm, he whispered to Kong Wenjie, "I will help you go back to your room to rest. You have a fever, so you can't." Lying on the ground, can you hear me?"

After waiting for a long time and not seeing any reaction from Kong Wenjie, Fang Chengyin sighed softly. Kong Wenjie was so big that she naturally couldn't help him up, so she had to drag him.

"Be patient, one, two, three, let's go!" Fang Chengyin rolled up her sleeves and pulled Kong Wenjie's arms and dragged her toward the bedroom. However, Kong Wenjie was really It was too heavy. Fang Chengyin put all his effort in sucking the milk, but Kong Wenjie remained motionless. Fang Chengyin's face turned red. Her strength was too weak. Fang Chengyin had no choice but to let go of Kong Wenjie, and then He ran into the bedroom, randomly picked up the quilt and blanket from the kang, spread the blanket on the floor, flipped Kong Wenjie up, and then covered Kong Wenjie with the quilt, and then he felt relieved for a long time. tone.

"Why has this girl been gone for so long and hasn't come back yet?" Fang Chengyin muttered while wiping her sweat and looking out the door. She lowered her head and looked at Kong Wenjie again, looking at that pale face. , feeling a little unbearable, he poured tea from the teapot, barely wet the handkerchief, and then squatted down to wipe Kong Wenjie's face, while whispering, "You said that you, such a strong man, fell ill just because you said you were sick. ? I used to look at you like an iron tower, and I thought you were indestructible. Who knew that you still have this time? It's so... you, what, what are you going to do?"