Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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This time Shen Ning vomited not sputum, but a mouthful of blood, which fell on the ground and was dazzling bright red.

"Sister, don't hide it. My sister has tuberculosis. You don't need to ask the prince to help me find a doctor to cure it. Even if the fairy is down, I can't get rid of this disease." Shen Ning finally stopped her cough and wiped Wiping the blood on his lips, he sighed quietly.

Her face was pale, she couldn't breathe, and she looked like she was dying.

"What! It's really tuberculosis!" Shen Biyun's eyeballs should all stand out.

"Sister, my sister knows that you have a good heart. My sister has tuberculosis, and no one dares to come to see me. Only you care about your sister's feelings ... cough cough cough!" Shen Ning did not finish a word, it was a cough again.

Shen Biyun stepped back and forth for a few steps and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves.

She really hated herself at this time, why didn't she listen to Lan Xiang's advice, she had to come in to see this tuberculosis ghost, and she was soiled by her spit.

She stared at the piece of sputum on the skirt and suddenly disgusted, "vomiting" almost spit out.

"Sister, my sister is not well, so I don't stay too much. Here are a few gifts that the prince gave to my sister. The younger sister specially sent it to her sister. I hope that her sister's illness will heal soon, and the sister will leave first."

Shen Biyun hurriedly confessed two face-to-face words, instructing Lanxiang to leave the gift she brought, and turned her head away, her steps hurriedly and quickly, like a tiger chasing behind her ass.

When she went out, she almost tripped over the threshold. Fortunately, Lan Xiang helped her in time, but already scared her out of cold sweat.

Shen Ning was secretly funny, and added a word to the fire: "Sister, the sputum on this skirt ... you must wash it back when you go back, otherwise ... it is easy to get the same tuberculosis as my sister ... cough cough ... … "

Shen Biyun's body suddenly stiffened, only to feel that his pink dress embroidered with peonies seemed to be covered with caterpillars, and it was uncomfortable to wear on his body, and he wished to take it off immediately.

"It's the older sister who stained the younger sister's skirt. The younger sister might as well take it off and let Xiaoru clean it for you. If the younger sister doesn't dislike it, should she wear her younger sister's skirt?" Shen Ning said again.

"No ... it's not necessary." Shen Biyun said stiffly, and walked out without looking back, out of the courtyard in one breath, and then took off the skirt impatiently and threw it down on the ground resentfully.

She hated so much in her heart that she looked back at the dilapidated courtyard door, and the anger in her eyes almost spewed out.

Bitch! Damn bitch!

Actually soiled her most beloved skirt!

She still remembers that when she first wore this pink peony skirt, Chu Shaoyang's eyes kept staring at her, and the enthusiasm in her eyes almost melted her.

She purposely wore this skirt. She wanted to show off her strength in front of Shen Ning, to show off how the prince treats her, and the other side died.

But her thoughts were in vain.

Before she boasted, she was spit with Shen Ning's sputum.

Shen Biyun almost bite the silver tooth with hatred.

Shen Ning, I curse you must not die!

She swears hatefully in her heart, and Shen Ning's powerless, non-stop vomiting blood appears in her mind. It seems hard to live tonight, and she feels a lot more comfortable.

Maybe she can wait for the good news tomorrow.

But ... what if the **** is dead and will never die?

Shen Biyun's eyes rolled back and landed on the pink skirt on the ground. A thought burrowed into his head, and he suddenly smiled yawningly.