readx;?“ What did Mrs. Shi say?Why can I only watch him die?What happened to him?" Ling Caiwei heard the sound and got out of bed to see him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking around the house, I realized that she had returned to Liu's Mansion.

How long has she been in a coma?

"Mrs. Shi, my uncle can save him!" Ling Caiwei walked to the door, wanting to find Yusuo.

Miao Zhen blocked her: "Slow." Yusuo had already treated him, and there was nothing he could do now. Therefore, if you want to save him, you have to listen to the poor nun. ”

Ling Caiwei lowered her eyes and pondered, faintly feeling uneasy. However, out of politeness, and because she was Nam Youngyeol's elder, even if she didn't want to, she could only stand there and listen to what she had to say.

"Mrs. Shi has something to say, and Wei'er listens attentively. ”

Miaozhen was quite satisfied with her attitude, but Ling Caiwei's identity was special, and she would never agree to them being together.

In fact, the poor nun's request was entirely for the benefactor's sake. I hope you can complete this selection of concubines, marry Qin Wuya as the princess of Qin, and I will take Lie'er back to the southern country. ”

"What?" Ling Caiwei couldn't believe her ears. She thought that Master Miao Zhen was just asking her to stay away from Nan Ronglie, but she didn't expect her to ask her to marry Qin Wuya.

"Mrs. Shi's request is very excessive!"

Miao Zhen closed her eyes and gently twisted the rosary in her hand, and after listening to Ling Caiwei's words, she opened her eyes and glanced at Ling Caiwei: "Although the poor nun is not a person in the red dust, she knows what is going on in the red dust. If you don't marry for a day, Lie'er won't give up for a day. Only when you get married, will he let go of everything and regain his ambitions. I wonder if the donor understands?"

"What if I don't get married?"

"It's useless to live that Lie'er. It is also a waste for the poor nun to disperse his own cultivation to save him, and his heart is still in you, so you can only let him fend for himself. Miao Zhen closed her eyes again.

Ling Caiwei was chilled, and she gradually understood one thing in the conversation with Shitai.

Nam Ronglie's injuries were serious, and only Shi Tai's internal strength could save his life. However, Mrs. Shi used this to threaten her that she must marry someone else.

Ling Caiwei suddenly felt ridiculous: "Master, don't you think this matter is a bit ridiculous? Nan Ronglie is your apprentice, what good will it do you if he dies?"

"As long as you don't marry, there is no difference between him living and dying!" Master Miaozhen's cold tone made Ling Caiwei shudder.

"Why? I've given in?"

"One day you'll know why. Now his life is in your hands. He was hit by Star's ghost axe in order to save you, do you know that the murder weapon was highly poisonous, and now the poisonous gas has traveled through his eight veins, and the donor thinks about it for a moment, and the poor nun will have less certainty of saving him. Of course, if you're willing to see him die for you, then you can ignore my offer. ”

As soon as Master Miao Zhen spoke, she no longer paid attention to Ling Caiwei, and closed her eyes and recited the scriptures intently.

Ling Caiwei looked at her in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Girl, come out!" The old voice of the fisherman sounded outside the door, and Ling Caiwei instantly returned to her soul, as if she had been pardoned and opened the door and ran towards the fisherman.

"Uncle Shi!" Ling Caiwei's voice was choked up when the three words came out. She was gone for a few days, but she was like a world away. I felt all kinds of grievances in my heart, and I wanted to tell him one by one, but tears blurred my eyes, and a thousand words were in my throat.

"Girl, calm down and follow me. Yusuo's firm and warm gaze soothed Ling Caiwei like the sun, and when she saw him turn around and leave, she closed the door and followed him closely.

"Uncle Shi, how is Nan Ronglie's injury?" she asked hesitantly. She was both afraid to hear about him and desperate to know what he was really about.

The fisherman paused in his footsteps, then walked forward.

"I heard your conversation. After a while, you will see Nam Rongyeol and decide for yourself!"

Decide for yourself!

When Ling Caiwei knelt in front of the bed and held Nan Ronglie's cold hand, she understood why she should let her decide for herself!

No one can be the master.

Nam Ronglie's situation is even more serious than they described. The poison on his body was very domineering, and she had never seen it at all. She carefully recalled the poisons mentioned in the "Book of Ten Thousand Poisons", and none of them matched his symptoms.

If Dingle Bell was still alive, she should be able to suck out some of the toxin for him, but now she can't do anything.

"Is there really only one way?" Ling Caiwei was almost desperate.

Yu Su thought for a while and said truthfully: "The exercises he has learned have repelled other internal forces, and only the internal forces of this sect can integrate and save him." In this world, there is no other way to save him except for Master Miao Zhen sacrificing his cultivation and losing his true qi into his body!"

Nam Ronglie was wrapped in a thick cloth of medicine on his chest, and he also had injuries on his arms. The pale face, the lips turned black and purple due to the toxin, the eyes were closed, the thick black eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the forehead was twisted into a pimple, she smoothed it with her hands one by one, but he seemed to deliberately want to go against her, and slowly wrinkled.

His pulse was faint and his breathing was like a gossamer.

A vicious battle on Onishima is so tragic that people don't want to think about it.

She has never regretted living to this day, but she regrets her decision to secretly get off the ship to Ghost Island.

If she didn't get off the boat, Nam Rongyeol wouldn't have come to Ghost Island, and he wouldn't have been seriously injured and unconscious to save her.

She hated herself. I can't wait to lie in bed instead of him.

"Lie! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Lie, wake up, look at me! I'm Vier, your Vio. I'm coming. Will you open your eyes and look at me? I will never be willful again, and I will no longer only care about myself and ignore your feelings. I know you can hear me, you open your eyes and look at me, if God gives me another chance, I will stay on the ship, accompany you, and go back to the south with you. I don't care about your reputation, I don't care about your wives and concubines, as long as you live well, I am willing to stay by your side forever. ”

Ling Caiwei hugged Nan Ronglie's hand and cried incoherently, Yusuo couldn't bear to look at it, and quietly left the room.

The man in the bed did not reflect in the slightest, he had longed for her to compromise, but now he could not hear her promise.

"Miss Ling, agree to Mrs. Shi's request. Otherwise, the master will die. ”

Si Liang walked in at some point, knelt down in front of Ling Caiwei, and knocked his head three times.

Ling Caiwei looked at Si Liang in distraction and shed tears while kowtowing, and her heart ached sharply.

Si Liang cried and persuaded: "Miss Ling, Si Liang is a minion and shouldn't have said these words, but the master's life is in danger, and he can't afford to delay." Shitai's personality is small, but I still know a little. She always said the same. If you don't agree to her request, it is estimated that Ye's life will really not be saved. ”

"Please see that the master is wholeheartedly devoted to you, and he doesn't even want his life, so I agreed to Mrs. Shi. Ever since my father met you, his heart has been tied to you. Four taels looked at it in their eyes, and they didn't dare to deceive Miss. In order not to wronged you, the master broke the careful layout for many years, took the risk and cooperated with the desperate extermination, and for you, regardless of the situation in the southern country, he came to the Qin State to prevent you from choosing a concubine. He has been injured for you many times. In fact, the poison of the bowl of snake soup last time has not been cured, but he has been hiding it from you, afraid that you will worry. ”

(To be continued.) )

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