C26 Chapter Twenty-six Lying in Bed

"How can that be?" He started to panic and cold sweat began to form on his forehead.

"It's fine, it's just some pastries. I can have as many as I want." Su Jingfeng didn't mind in the slightest, and he waved his hand to let her leave.

With a "clang", the door was tightly shut, leaving behind only a tiny bit of shock.

Since the door had been closed, the only light was monopolized in that instant. She held the plate with the pastries tightly and said softly, "As much as you want."

That's right, Su Jingfeng was the son of the dignified President. The things that these servants cherished were nothing out of the ordinary in his eyes.

How could she be worthy of Su Jingfeng?

The night was really cold. Su Jingyun tightly held onto the shawl on her body to make it warmer, but it was still useless in the end.

His vision became increasingly blurry and his eyes could not open. His body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

She was finally awakened by the noise around her, and her eyelids felt heavy. He tried to get up, but his hands could not do anything.

It was only then that he realized he was lying in his room with his parents by his side, as well as Luo Sai and Su Jingfeng. Su Jingyun wanted to speak, but her throat was in extreme pain.

"Wake up, wake up! Miss is awake!" Miao Miao cried out in excitement as he hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face.

"Jing Yun, how are you feeling?" Madam Su was stunned for a moment. After reacting, she pounced over and pulled Su Jingyun's hand tightly.

Su Jingyun's lips moved, but she couldn't say anything. She felt her body becoming heavier.

"It's all because of you. Jing Yun's body has always been weak and sickly ever since she was young. Last night it was so cold and she just knelt like that for the whole night." Madam Su pounded Su Zheng Cang's chest and cried bitterly.

"Alright, isn't this fine?" Su Zheng Cang frowned, but when he saw that Su Jingyun had woken up, the boulder in his chest was also put down.

Madam Su's face was filled with worry. "How is this alright?" I can't even speak. "

Luo Zhen bit his lips, and acted like he was ready to throw caution to the wind. He walked in front of Su Jingyun and carefully said, "Little sister Jing Yun, how are you feeling right now? It's all because of me, otherwise … Otherwise, you wouldn't be so sick that you'd be bedridden. "

Even though he said those words, a trace of happiness could not help but burn in his heart. It was growing higher and higher, and even the frown on his forehead was relaxing quite a bit.

The more miserable Su Jingyun was, the happier she was. She wished that she could enter the state of eternal damnation.

"Don't, don't stay here … "Fake." Su Jingyun clenched her teeth. She couldn't stand her acting. She wanted to say Luo Sai, but the words she wanted to express couldn't be said clearly.

His heart was wailing, and he despised the weakness of his body even more.

When Luo Zhen saw this, a hint of a smile flashed through his eyes. Su Jingyun naturally saw this and glared fiercely at her.

"Aunt, little sister Jing Yun was originally weak. The reason why she became like this is all my fault. Luo Zhen really deserves to die!" If you can... If I could, I'd rather be in bed now. " Luo Zhen held Su Jingyun's hand tightly, looking as if he was in deep grief.

"Scram!" Su Jingyun clenched her teeth and said. She pulled her hand away, but he held her tighter, his nails digging into her flesh.

Suddenly, the pain disappeared and Luo Zhen's face was filled with unwillingness. He moved his lips but didn't say anything. Su Jingyun understood and said, "Su Jingyun, I'll let you go this time. It won't be so simple next time."

The only reason he had let go of her was because he was worried that his mother and father would see the scratches on his hands.

Seeing that Su Jingyun still wanted to speak, Luo Zhen anxiously said, "Aunt, don't let little sister Jing Yun continue to move. She has not recovered from her sickness to begin with, so if there is any danger in the future, it will be for the rest of her life."

"Loser was thoughtful." Madam Su was somewhat pleased.

Su Jingfeng muttered in a low voice: "You're really charming. It's all mother's fault." "AHH!" "Mom, why did you hit me?

"This is your sister. Look at what you've done this time."

"It was she who threatened me first." Su Jingfeng twitched his mouth, as he felt wronged.

Madam Su looked at Su Jingyun with a pained expression. She reached out her hand to check her forehead. Seeing that it wasn't as hot as before, she finally calmed down.

Seeing everyone in the room, he hurriedly said, "Alright, you can all leave. Jing Yun needs to rest."

"Jing Yun, Jing Yun, I really don't know if you have a son like me in your heart." Su Jingfeng glanced at Madam Su in annoyance.

Just as she finished speaking, Madam Su raised her hand. Su Jingfeng rushed out without hesitation. He didn't want to be punched again.

"Jing Yun, Father …" Su Zheng Cang's words were stuck in his mouth, but he didn't know how to reply.

Su Jingyun coughed and finally felt a bit awkward. She carefully looked at Madam Su and her intentions were clear.

"Alright, it's all because of your ruthlessness that I ended up like this. Why aren't you going out yet?" Madam Su pushed Su Zheng Cang away.

"Take good care of Jing Yun." Su Zheng Cang frowned slightly and left after saying that.

Su Jingyun smiled. This was the first time that she had seen her father so embarrassed. He had been giving advice to the emperor for the past decade, and he was completely focused on the imperial court.

Even when Su Jingyun was young, she had almost never achieved her wish of having her father accompany her. But now, she felt embarrassed because of a caring question.

Seeing that Su Jingyun was so ill that she couldn't speak clearly, but still had the heart to laugh, Madam Su helplessly said: "Rest well. Mother will personally prepare medicine for you."

"Mom, do you know how to?" Su Jingyun wanted to say something, but her lips couldn't express it clearly. Madam Su lifted the blanket on her and left.

Su Jingyun was sweating profusely. In her memory, when had Madam Su ever entered the kitchen? He could not help but have a bad premonition.

He wanted to get out of bed, but he really didn't have the strength. The moment Miao Miao stepped out, she was shocked by the sight before her.

"Miss, you are currently sick, rest well and don't move recklessly." As she spoke, Miao Miao put Su Jingyun's foot back into the blanket.

"Miss, what exactly are you trying to express?" Miao Miao looked at Su Jingyun with a puzzled expression.

Su Jingyun was about to go crazy. Her whole body felt extremely uncomfortable, and she still had to worry about whether her mother would burn the kitchen or not.

"The kitchen." The word "Su Jingyun" finally popped out after a long time. After her recovery, she had to take care of her body.

She didn't want to get sick every now and then, and she couldn't even talk.

Miao Miao asked nervously, "Miss, what do you mean by that?" As he spoke, he smacked his head. "Miss, the doctor said that your throat is inflamed. If you continue to speak, I'm afraid that in the future …"

The words that Miao Miao left to say did not make it clear, but Su Jingyun knew that her throat was feeling extremely uncomfortable. If she spoke any more, she would probably turn dumb.

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