General, the little emperor ran away [System]

After being in the palace, he lived a mediocre life, and when he was old until he died, there must be a smile on his lips, because he would always remember General Lin, remember that the other party was willing to treat him well, and remember that the other party pretended to be stupid for him.

When a person is sick, it is easy to think more. He Ning's mind is not clear, but he thinks more than ever before. He even thinks about how many concubines General Lin will have after he leaves, and how many concubines he will leave behind. Child, will the child be as handsome and brave as General Lin, or as gentle and charming as his mother, virtuous and virtuous?

All he thought about was Lin Zhao's condition after he left, and when he realized that he was really going to leave, He Ning didn't know where the strength came from, his hands were strong enough to pull General Lin back when he stood up.

"General Lin." He called General Lin weakly, trying to arouse General Lin's sympathy, not to leave him.

General Lin lowered his head and pressed his forehead close to his, telling him in his own way that he was by his side, with a soft voice: "I'll go get you some underwear, it won't be comfortable to wear if it's wet."

He Ning's senses had almost disappeared, he couldn't feel that he was wearing wet clothes, but secretly felt that General Lin would come back, so he let go of his hand obediently.

Leaving General Lin's arms, He Ning curled up in a corner of the quilt like an abandoned kitten, with his legs bent and his arms hugging his knees tightly. back.

He clenched his teeth, his lips trembled, and when he was pulled out of the bed by General Lin, tears were streaming down his face.

He quickly covered his face with his hands, and even kept pushing General Lin out: "Don't look, don't look."

There are messy bruises on my body, which are really ugly and embarrassing.

Except for the first time they met, he never wanted the other party to see such an embarrassing moment of himself.

General Lin leaned over, licked away his tears bit by bit, licked his cheeks to the corners of his eyes, sat on the edge of the bed without speaking, just patted his back lightly, and helped him take off his clothes After that, I wiped it around his face, and then helped him put on a new set.

"I can't cry this time. I'm going to catch a cold when I change clothes again. Lie down quickly. I'll sleep with you."

In a daze, He Ning only heard General Lin talking, but he didn't know what he said. Even so, the original grievance was suppressed a little bit, and he sobbed twice, then quietly shrank in the corner of General Lin. in the arms.

But before he closed his eyes for half a cup of tea, He Ning began to pull the quilt again, yelling for heat indistinctly.

General Lin twisted a cold towel to cover his forehead, and pressed the corner of the quilt firmly: "No, be good."

He Ning was wronged, but he didn't have the strength to struggle, he groaned and frowned.

But General Lin didn't seem to be bothered at all, he stroked his tense face with his fingertips, and kept calling He Ning's name softly in his ear.

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Apart from lying in bed for a few days, He Ning not only lost weight, but also healed a lot because he ate well and slept well, but this illness almost cost Lin Zhao half his life.

The little guy didn't know if he was born with it, but he learned it from the scriptures. His ability to cling to people when sick is first-class. It made Lin Zhao angry several times. He was so tired when he went out to wash a few basins of cold water and heard him cry.

After finally recovering from a serious illness, Lin Zhao's anger dissipated after seeing the other party's aggrieved face.

Oh, really, it's exhausting.