Someone rushed into the fire to pick her up, ignoring the blazing fire on her body, such a blazing hug, so panicked sound, as if there was a great fear, it was the panic of losing a loved one......

Who will come to save her, who cares about her so much, can't see what is in front of her, just a confused firelight, consciousness is slowly disappearing, only to hear a man's heart-rending shout, tears silently sliding down, dreaming again, who entered her dream, hovering again and again, who cared about her in her previous life!

She is just a person who has been used up of the surplus value, who will pity her, and who will care about her so much, shouting her name so gently and panickingly, rushing in to save her regardless of the fire on her head, willing to have one heart, the white head is not separated, in the previous life, she was so simple, just for this, willing to do anything.

However, in her previous life, except for deception or deception, no one around her was sincere to her, how humble her requirements were!

"Hitomi, pupil......" Someone called her in her ear, the voice was so regretful, why didn't she wake up from this dream, is it because she longs too much for someone to care and cherish!

The tears were burning more and more, and the feeling of heartache came to her heart, as if she was going to tear her heart apart, she actually asked for much, and her hands clenched unconsciously.

Seeing the desperate and fragile grief on the beautiful face of the girl in front of her, Feng Jueran involuntarily reached out to hold her head, and while stroking the cold sweat on her forehead, she murmured softly in distress: "Hitomi, Hitomi wake up, Hitomi wake up!"

This voice and action finally made Mo Xuetong suddenly open her eyes, looking at the extremely handsome face in front of her almost sluggishly, she didn't know where she was for a while, her hands subconsciously clenched her fists and put them on her chest, such a vigilant action made Feng Jue's eyes flash a trace of coldness and distress.

What kind of experience did she have to be frightened like this!

Looking at her head covered with cold sweat and tears on her face, his heart hurt like never before! Is that hurt, fragile, and even desperate girl really Mo Xuetong, who has always been strong, intelligent, and even a little cunning!

Whoever hurt her, he'd make him pay.

"Hitomi, what's wrong, have nightmares?" he took out a snow-white handkerchief, gently wiped her tears, and his lazy voice was as warm as old wine, which was very soothing.

Mo Xuetong slowly regained her meaning, blinked her long eyelashes, her eyes regained their agility, and she got up with a grunt on the side, looked at the surrounding environment and asked urgently, "Where is this?"

This isn't her boudoir!

There is a row of bookcases by the window on the left, a wide coffee table on the right, and a couch in the innermost, and she is now lying on the couch with Feng Jueran, although the two people are neatly dressed, and her clothes don't know when they will be worn, but the two of them are so close to the bed, how can it not make her panic.

Immediately, the artistic conception in the dream disappeared, leaving only a trace of panic in his eyes.

It's not that she suspects anything about Feng Jue, it's just that Feng Jue's state looks extremely bad.

The wide purple robe was worn on him, it looked a little loose, without a belt, and his black and thick hair was so casually scattered, and his flawless face was handsome, perhaps on the bed, his long hair was a little messy, and a few strands fell on his shoulders, with some laziness and casualness.

There is a light inside, illuminating a not too big place, the dusty and beautiful facial features are a little pale under the light, there is a trace of tiredness that cannot be hidden at the bottom of the eyes, although there is a gentle smile at the corner of the mouth, how to look bad between the eyebrows, the incense of the window leisurely exudes the faint fragrance on his body on weekdays, not strong, but very fresh.

But Mo Xuetong was still keenly able to catch a faint smell.

looked suspiciously at Feng Jueran, who was holding her head lazily with one hand and wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and looked him up and down again before saying, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Jueran raised his eyebrows, put down the handkerchief in his hand, and said as if he was quite ridiculous: "Whether Hitomi asks the previous sentence or the next sentence, this sentence is in a hurry, and I have to have time to answer no." ”

"The next sentence!" Mo Xuetong pushed away the hand that reached out to tease her long hair, her long hair was still the same as when she went to bed, scattered over her shoulders, adding a little weakness to her, but her eyes were a little clearer.

"It's a long story," Feng Jueran said with a smile ...... leisurely.

Mo Xuetong unceremoniously interrupted his pretending to delay the opening remarks, and reached out to touch his robe: "Tell the point." ”

"Hey, Hitomi, although my father has approved of our marriage, there must be a difference between men and women, and now it's like this, it's not good. Feng Jueran reached out and grabbed Mo Xuetong's outstretched hand, and reluctantly pinched a handful of serious words.

"Did you say it yourself or did I see it?" Mo Xue Tong glared at him unmoved, there was a jumping anger in his eyes, such a strong smell of blood, he really thought that this little sandalwood fragrance could cover it.

Under her angry glare, Feng Jueran was defeated, and had to make a bitter face with a flattering look: "Hitomi, I'm injured." ”

"I'll see how it hurts. Mo Xuetong slapped his hand away, and insisted on lifting his robe, his robe was not tightened, only half-hidden, after pulling it open, he found that there was a layer of heavy cloth wrapped around his chest, the shirt could not be tightened like usual at all, blood oozed from under such a heavy strip of cloth, although he couldn't see the wound, but he also knew that he was extremely seriously injured.

Mo Xuetong's lips immediately turned pale, and his lips trembled twice, stunned, he was really injured! And he was not injured, not lightly, the rumors outside were true!

No wonder he lit a fragrance here.

"Hitomi, I hurt. Feng Jue had a gentle smile in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold Mo Xuetong's hand, and his eyes were watery, which was extremely moving.

Mo Xuetong angrily knocked away his outstretched hand, pointed at his chest and said coldly, "What is this?"

She never thought the rumors out there were true.

Hearing the reluctance in Mo Xuetong's tone, her handsome eyes became brighter and brighter, flickering under the light, as if pure water was flowing, flowing with a little bit of diamond-like light.

"Hitomi, it was someone else who hurt me, someone else stabbed me. Feng Jueran nodded aggrievedly, with a bitter look.

"Then you don't lie down well. Mo Xuetong pushed away Feng Jueran, who was half-sideways, sat up, let him lie down, and removed the high pillow cushion behind his head, and said with a little anger: "Is it really pressed by drinking flower wine in the building?"

No matter how you look at this injury, it was a stabbing wound, and he really had the face to say it to the outside.

"With Hitomi, how could I drink flower wine, it is clear that someone has wronged me, Hitomi, you have also seen it, is this injury like it is pressed! Now this person really has everything, in the future, Hitomi must not believe it when he hears something similar, a character like mine, Hitomi doesn't believe it!" Feng Jueran's face was filled with righteous indignation, as if he had been greatly wronged, and the pitiful, handsome face he said showed a little flattering.

Mo Xuetong pursed her lips and ignored him at all!

If he hadn't sent someone to spread this, how could he have said it all, he would have dared to say that he had slammed the door!

"Who sent someone to hurt you? Why don't you know?" Mo Xuetong raised her head and frowned and asked, since it was a stabbing wound, it couldn't be hidden, anyway, it wasn't him who was injured at this time, but he was the most seriously injured, as long as Emperor Zongwen saw this wound, I believe he would definitely understand that someone wanted his life, so why bother hiding it for others.

As she spoke, she reached out to untie the strip of cloth from his body, the blood had oozed out, and it was time to change the bandage.

"It's not good for this brother to kill each other, I'm afraid that my father will be annoyed for a while, of course I can't say that. Feng Jueran raised her eyebrows and turned sideways very cooperatively, making it easy for her hands to untie the knot.

Mo Xuetong was a little annoyed, reached out and gently pressed his injury, which really caused him to scream in pain, seeing his pale face and forbearance, Mo Xuetong actually felt a little unbearable, and his hand trembled slightly.

After a long while, he took a deep breath, and when he exhaled, he looked calm, his fingers flexibly picked up the wrapped wound cloth, and gently spread it layer by layer, until the wound towel was all down, Mo Xue Tong looked at the big wound that almost crossed the upper left chest and the lower right abdomen, and even his heart trembled.

Almost, almost never saw him!

This realization made her face pale in an instant, her hands and feet were cold, she didn't dare to think about it, she only felt that at this moment, her heartbeat almost stopped beating, he, how could it, how could it......

There are tears welling up, biting my lip tightly, in order to suppress the inexplicable throbbing in my heart!

She couldn't tell that kind of emotion, it seemed to be sadness, and it seemed to be scared, and she only felt a dull pain in her heart.

She was afraid! Reborn I, for the first time, she felt scared, and a pair of warm hands reached out to the side, holding her strongly, as if she was immediately grasping the support point, and holding him with her backhand.

"It doesn't matter, I don't hurt. His voice was low and smiling.

But she was in pain, very painful and scared, biting her lip, she couldn't say a word, the whole person looked at his deep wound blankly, the coldness in her eyes disappeared, and she was a little overwhelmed.

Feng Jueran's narrow phoenix eyes had a shallow and gentle smile, and he assured her with a very enchanting smile: "Don't worry, Tong'er, I didn't let him feel better at that moment, he is not still lying on the bed and can't get up, that hand is half-useless, and he can only pretend to write a few small words in the future." ”

Someone's hand was also injured, and he couldn't get up from the bed.

Mo Xuetong's eyelashes flashed, and suddenly he understood, after two tears slid down, he was endlessly angry, pushed his hand away and stood up, and said angrily and coldly: "Where are the scarves and medicine?"

Feng Jueran didn't expect Mo Xuetong to suddenly get angry, and she was anxious, and the bewitching smile on her face couldn't hold back: "Hitomi ......"

"Where?" Mo Xue ignored him, and after asking, she went to look through the box on the side, and sure enough, when she opened it, she saw a roll of snow-white cotton cloth and some medicinal powder, she smelled it, and sure enough, it was some muscle-building medicine to heal injuries, took it and put it aside, and sprinkled the medicine on the wound neatly with her hands and feet, and cut a large section of the white cotton cloth very carefully.

Leng Yan motioned for him to raise his body, Feng Jueran obediently cooperated, looking at her little face, with a flattering face, Mo Xuetong carefully cushioned him, tied up layer by layer, every time she had to bend down to get close to him, Feng Jueran's good-looking eyes were happy with laugh lines.

Hitomi is really worried about him, she is angry, she is angry that he doesn't care for his body!

This realization made him instantly feel like drinking honey, sweet to the heart!