The wonderful world of fast time travel

Zheng Ling stood still and didn't speak, Jin Fenghuang couldn't help urging: "Zheng Ling, say something nice to keep him! Say it!"

retain?How to keep it?He can't do anything well.Zheng Ling lowered his head, as if all the strength in his whole body had been exhausted just now, and he couldn't pull up any strength at this moment.

"Zheng Ling, Zheng Ling?"

While commanding the servant, Zhang Jun peeked at Zheng Ling out of the corner of her eye. The candlelight shone on the thin body of the man, as lonely as if he had been abandoned.There was a trace of pity in Zhang Jun's eyes, but more indifference.

So, his yelling became louder, and he disliked the clumsiness of the boys.

Soon, the things were packed, but Zhang Jun was dissatisfied, thinking that there were still omissions, and asked them to check and search repeatedly.

When Zheng Ling went out, the servants didn't know, and Zhang Jun didn't give him another look after that.

Normally Golden Phoenix is ​​careless, but at this moment it also sensed that something was wrong with Zheng Ling, and followed quietly along the way. It tried several times to find an opportunity to talk to Zheng Ling, but Zheng Ling kept his head down and walked step by step. .

During dinner time, Zhang Jun didn't show up. The Prime Minister's wife ordered someone to heat up the food and deliver it to his room. Zheng Ling simply ate a few mouthfuls and then returned to the guest room.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, the prime minister's wife did not persuade him to eat more, but only told him to have a good talk with Zhang Jun.

After waiting for Zheng Ling to wash and rest, the maids retreated quietly. In the room, only a lamp was left outside.

Outside the house, Zisu pulled Ziyuan who had just come out to the side, and asked softly, "Is the young master asleep?"

Ziyuan sighed, "Sleeping."

Zi Su was somewhat relieved.

I thought that the young master Zhang who was the same age came to the mansion, the young master would be more or less happy, so that he could slowly forget the fact that Miss Feixue was married.However, in less than two days, they had such a big dispute. They wanted to persuade each other, but how can they, who are maids, interfere with the matter between the two young masters?I just hope they can reconcile sooner.

In the middle of the night, Golden Phoenix sensed something wrong, and lightly touched Zheng Ling's forehead, but this touch made it retract its wings immediately.It's so hot, Zheng Ling has a high fever.

Golden Phoenix didn't hesitate either. He spread his wings and cast spells. A steady stream of spiritual power poured into Zheng Ling's body, but all of them were blocked by a strange barrier.

One time won't do it again, and after countless failures like this, Jin Fenghuang finally realized that this barrier came from the deepest resistance of Zheng Ling's soul.

Why did he do this?But at this moment Golden Phoenix has no time to think deeply, it has to call someone over quickly.

Outside the door, the night guards were already asleep, and Ren Jinfenghuang couldn't hear him screaming.It took a while for Golden Phoenix to realize that no one knew of its existence except Zheng Ling, so it had no choice but to go back into the room and throw a vase on the ground. The crisp sound broke the tranquility of this moment.

The boys shivered in fright. After waking up, they rushed into the house to check the situation, and someone came to clean up the debris.

Ziyuan was also called, and seeing such a big commotion, the young master didn't wake up, so she rushed to the bed, calling repeatedly, and poked her forehead. The temperature made her startled, and she hurriedly turned around and ordered someone to find Dr. Li , And sent people to report to the master and wife.

That night, the Xiangfu was brightly lit, and no one slept peacefully.

It was just dawn, and as soon as Dr. Li came out, everyone hurriedly gathered around him.

The prime minister's wife held the handkerchief tightly and asked softly, "Have you retired?"

I don't know how many times this is the question. Looking at the expectations in everyone's eyes, Dr. Li shook his head helplessly.

The prime minister's wife said to herself: "I will definitely retreat, Yuan'er survived the fever last time."

Doctor Li didn't dare to hide it: "This time it's even more difficult than last time, I'm afraid..."

The prime minister's wife interrupted him: "Yuan'er will definitely wake up." Then she ran into the house, holding his son's hand and calling over and over again: "Yuan'er, Yuan'er, wake up, wake up soon!" Come on! From now on, I will depend on you for everything as a mother, I just ask you to wake up quickly."

The maids were busy holding back their tears.

Zhang Jun, who had been standing outside the door, recalled the figure in the candlelight last night...

After more than an hour, the prime minister who came back from the scattered dynasty brought the imperial doctor.The two imperial doctors and Dr. Li thought of a solution together.

And Li Chengjing, who learned about this from Shangshu, also rushed over non-stop. After seeing the boy he cherished became haggard overnight, he wished that he was the one with a high fever at the moment, so that Xu Yuan's suffering would be relieved. But it's all up to him to suffer.

Suffering a lot, Li Chengjing walked out of the room and beat the pillar hard, secretly hating himself for being powerless.

Zhang Jun looked in through the window, bleeding from his hand.

Jin Fenghuang rested his head on Zheng Ling's neck, calling loudly.

"Zheng Ling, I'm Xiaojin, don't ignore me!"

"Zheng Ling, where are you? Did you hear my voice? Answer me quickly."

"Zheng Ling, wake up!"

"What should I do? What should I do, Zheng Ling."

"Zheng Ling, Zheng Ling..."

"Patriarch, I can't wake up Zheng Ling, patriarch, help me."

It rained outside from early morning to evening for five consecutive days.

King Jing came this day.After Murong Jin handed the precious medicinal materials he brought to the steward of the prime minister's mansion, he talked with the prime minister for a while, then walked to the side of the bed and silently looked at the young man with red cheeks.He clearly remembered the handsome young man talking at the gate of the city that day.

In the dead of night, while the maids were taking a nap, Zhang Jun quietly walked to Zheng Ling's bedside, took his hand and pressed it to her forehead.

I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't be angry with you, please wake up, I beg you.

A prompt: "Mission completed."

At this time, the golden phoenix was in no mood to pay attention to these things, it kept transmitting spiritual energy to Zheng Ling, and it couldn't relax until his fever subsided.

Zheng Ling, you liar, you said we were good friends, and you said you would never lie to me again, but now I don't even know where you are.