The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“What are you looking at me like that for? ”

“It's okay.”

“By the way, how about them in the morning? Are you all right?” Suddenly I thought of them in the morning and asked in a hurry.

Ning Mengyao doesn't know what to say about Xiao Qi Genius.

“Something's wrong with you. You mind your own business, okay?” Ning Mengyao frowned and said angrily.

“I'm fine, right I have to go back.” He stood up and wandered back.

“What are you tossing about? ”

“I'm going back to see my son, he'll cry.” Xiao Qitian thought of his son, with a soft smile on his face, so that Ning Mengyao had also seen it on Qiao Tianjin's body.

“Your Majesty, don't worry, the little prince has been brought to the palace by the Emperor, in the temple, cared for by the grandmother, he is left to play with you when he wakes up on weekdays.” The maid beside him hurriedly said, deeply afraid that Xiao Qitian had torn his wound apart.

Xiao Qitian listened and the whole person stood still. He stared at Joe Tianjin.

“Am I hearing this right? ”

“No.”

“Go report the child.” Xiao Qitian commanded.

After the child brought him here, Joe Tianjing banged Mengyao and Mighty Wind and found an excuse to leave.

After Qiao Tianjing left, he went directly to the royal study, and just walked to the door, he saw Nanzhuang standing in a hurry at the door, looking inside from time to time.

“General Joe, you may come, help the Emperor.” Seeing Joe Tianjing, Nanzhuang was like seeing a life-saving straw, his face was full of excitement.

Joe Tian glanced at Nanzhuang with a slight frown.

“How's he doing? ”

“Very bad.” Nanzhuang said as he opened the door and let Joe Tian in.

Joe Tian walked in and heard the silent grunt before he could get inside.

That feeling of suffering allowed Joe Tian to rush over.

Just walked in and saw Xiao Qifeng fall to the ground, his whole body curled together, his face pale, his forehead horned blue muscles straight, his face full of sweat, his hands tightly grabbed the clothes on his chest.

“Keifeng, what's wrong with you?” Joe Tian hastily walked over to help Xiao Qifeng up and looked at him worried.

“The medicine... is in the drawer.” Xiao Qifeng pulled out a smile as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Joe Tian hurried over and found two bottles of medicine in the drawer.

“What kind? ”

“Red.” Xiao Qifeng said hard.

Poured the medicine out and stuffed it into Xiao Qifeng's mouth. Looking at the pain in his face, Joe Tian's heart was not flavorful.

Is that how he suffers all the time?

“Tian Shuang, don't tell Ki Tian.” Xiao Qifeng took a break and finally regained some strength.

“Even if I don't, he'll know sooner or later.” Joe Tian glanced at Xiao Qifeng and frowned.

Xiao Qifeng smiled and didn't care at all.

“I would not have placed such a heavy burden on him if it had not been for too long.” He always remembered that Kitty didn't like this high up position, he said it was too cold and he didn't like it.

So he took the throne and protected him, allowing him to do what he liked and live the life he wanted.

It's just that his escort is coming to an end, and there's nothing he can do about it.

Joe Tianchan really dislikes the way Xiao Qifeng looks.

Where did that god-flying Xiao Qifeng go?

“There's always a way. ”

“There is no way, there is no cure, even the Negro doctor can't save me, he gave me some pills, but this can only suppress some of my pain when poisoned, it doesn't work at all.” Xiao Qifeng shook his head with a smile. The smile was so sad, so sad.

Joe Tian looked at Xiao Qifeng unquestionably and did not know how to comfort him. He was brilliant, ambitious and able to go farther, but now this is happening.

“Keifeng, you'll be fine. ”

“Let's not fool ourselves, my body. I know for sure that you can come back at this time. I'm already happy, really. ”