Ai Zi looked at his hands in disbelief, his hands stained with blood, and a wave of vomiting dizziness welled up in his heart.

The smell of blood flowed through his nose, and his stomach turned over and he retched.

She held the ground with one hand, covered her chest with the other, hung her head, and the green silk slipped down to block her eyebrows.

The demonic power in the body is like a baby absorbing nutrients, slowly growing up with the loss of control of his emotions, if one day he can no longer control it, then he may really become a monster who has lost his mind, and he has gone crazy.

Thinking of this, she suddenly sneered, and now she finally understands how Sister Ke Lan felt, it turned out that indiscriminately killing innocents was the feeling of spending her days in self-blame and guilt.

Ai Zi set his eyes on Yun Ting, who was unconscious on the side, maybe it would be good to save you before he lost his mind.

She reached out and lifted Yunting's body onto her back, staggering on his back towards the southern border.

An inn in Fufeng City.

Yun Ting was unconscious this time, as if he had slept for a long time.

Ai Zi had tried almost all the methods, but there was no way to make Yun Ting open his eyes a day earlier.

He had no external injuries, no internal injuries, but he had a little head injury, but it had been three days, and he hadn't woken up yet.

At night, the candlelight was lit, Ai Zi's slender ten fingers rubbed the white cloth and soaked it in hot water, wrung it out, and then gently wiped Yun Ting's forehead, sighed helplessly, reached out to hold his hand, and said softly: "Chen Yi, when will you wake up?"

Ai Zi tucked the horns, got up and walked to the table, and in addition to the teapot and teacup, the huge round table also put a delicate flute.

She picked it up, gently stroked it with her fingertips, remembering the appearance of Chenyi's before, the corners of her mouth curved a beautiful arc, and her eyes were soft.

This flute was bought back by her from the music hall, although it is not as good as the soul flute, but it is very exquisite, and the bamboo leaves carved on the flute are the meaning of chic and free.

"Chenyi, you often play that tune, I've learned it, I'll play it to you now, okay?"

Ai Zi moved a stool, sat beside Yun Ting, erected the flute, closed his eyes quietly, and slowly came out of the flute pipe as soon as the tune came out.

She looked for his mood when he played Xiao Qu in the past, lonely and cold.

The man in white who always stands in the Star Palace, the arrogant blue in the depths of his eyes, is destined to be independent for the rest of his life.

The tune is tactful.

When it is high, it is deep, and when it is low, it is a whimper in the throat.

A song of love, who can not be moved.

Yun Ting, who was lying quietly on the bed, suddenly frowned, his fingers moved slowly, and suddenly drooped down, knocking over the decoction beside the bed.

There was a crisp "bang".

The sound of the flute came to an abrupt end.

Ai Zi turned her head to look at the decoction that was spilled on the ground, her eyes moved to Yun Ting's body, her eyebrows relaxed, she got up and sat on his side, her voice trembled a little excitedly: "Chenyi, Chenyi, are you awake?

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then slowly opened his eyes, his vision was blurred, but he could see a red shadow, he raised his hand, wanting to touch the figure, wanting to see if it was his hallucination.

Ai Zi subconsciously held his hand, a little cold, as cold as this night.

Yun Ting smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was a little weak: "Miss Ai Zi, is it you?"

Ai Zi was slightly stunned, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Can you see me?"

It seemed to be separated by a thin veil, but it became clearer and clearer, until finally, I saw a light veil sitting in front of me, but the depths of those eyes were so complicated, three points of expectation, three points of loss......

Yun Ting was a little incomprehensible, he held Ai Zi's hand, and his strength increased a little more: "Ai Zi girl, I can see you." ”

"Really, you can see me! ”

Ai Zi was so excited that her tears almost didn't fall, and she reached out to caress Yun Ting's eyes, which were so clear and bright, like the most shining ink jade in the world.

Yun Ting looked at Ai Zi, and suddenly narrowed the distance between him and her, close to the ruler, he and her were now only separated by a layer of light veil.

Ai Zi's eyes suddenly widened, full of consternation, and looked at him a little panicked, this face that had been thinking about it for a long time was now seen again, but in his heart he was thinking about how to escape.

Yun Ting slowly raised his hand and put it next to Ai Zi's bun, and easily touched the light gauze hook that hooked the hair.

Ai Zi noticed his actions, and instantly woke up from his bottomless eyes, and as soon as he grabbed his hand, his gaze turned cold: "Yun Gongzi, it's better not to look at my face, I'm afraid of scaring you." ”

"But I want to remember you as you are, so that I won't find you in the middle of nowhere. ”

Ai Zi was stunned, this was the most touching love story she had ever heard.

However, although he is the reincarnation of Chenyi, he is not Chenyi after all......

Ai Zi's body stepped back suddenly, and Yun Ting's hand froze in the air.

"Yun Gongzi, I bought you a set of clothes, you can change them when you get up. Ai Zi hurriedly diverted the topic and took the opportunity to walk out of the room.

"Miss Ai Zi, you should have played the tune, what is your name?"

Ai Zi froze, and asked with a little expectant gaze, "Do you remember? Do you remember this song?"

"No, I just heard it when I was unconscious, and I thought it sounded good, so I wanted to ask the girl. ”

Ai Zi's eyes dimmed, turned around and walked to the table, stroking the body of the flute: "Young Master Yun, do you know how to blow the flute?"

"No, it won't. ”

"I see, I don't know what the name of that piece is, he never told me, and even learned it after he left, and he pondered it himself. ”

Yun Ting felt that the air was stagnant, and said tentatively: "He, is he the person named Chenyi?"

Ai Zi retracted his gaze and smiled: "I'm a little tired, I'll go out first." ”

Yun Ting didn't stop Ai Zi, and when she walked out of the door, his eyes fell on the side of the bed, neatly dressed in white.

He saw that the dress was very good-looking, and the bamboo leaves embroidered on the cuffs added a touch of elegance and chic.

In the following days, Yun Ting's body has gradually recovered, and it is the fifteenth day of this month, according to custom, the people in Fufeng City will put river lanterns by the river.

Ai Zi saw many colorful river lamps floating on the winding river under the window, and her heart sank, and she was about to go out, at this time, Yun Ting happened to be standing at the door of her house.

"Yun Gongzi, how are you?"

Yun Ting smiled indifferently: "Today is the fifteenth, let's go to the river to put river lanterns." ”

Ai Zi was slightly stunned, how could he know his thoughts?

After thinking about it, I agreed to go downstairs with him and go to the river.