A few days later, Xia Qing fell seriously ill. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

That night, he was numb from the cold, so much so that Xia Qing realized that he was infected with the wind cold when he practiced in the dance room until he fainted. Sending her back was the dancing girl Zizi, Zizi is a simple and pollution-free girl, because she has no scheming, she only has a hard time practicing in this year of drunken fairy building, and she has never had the opportunity to play.

She has been by Xia Qing's side when she was practicing, and due to the previous late injury incident, everyone has a good impression of this girl who looks small but extremely stubborn. Zizi is no exception, and has helped Xia Qing in dance several times.

Due to the previous Yucheng Gongzi's worship incident, Xia Qing always felt that Xia He was more severe than before, and those difficult dance moves could not be perfected even by the dancing girl who had practiced for several years, but Xia He asked her not to make any small mistakes. The nitpicking made the other girls break out in a cold sweat, worried that they would be tormented next.

Zizi watched Xia Qing's palm-sized little face become more and more pale, and her lips were bitten out of two blood marks by herself, and then this stubborn girl fell down from the silk in front of everyone, and almost at the same time Zizi reached out to support her falling body. Zizi knelt on the ground with Xia Qing, who was already unconscious. When I raised my eyes, I saw Xia He's cold eyes,

"Everyone else has doubled their practice today, why are you kneeling on the ground and looking at me? Do you want her to die here?"

"Master, I'm ..... This will take her away. Zizi helped Xia Qing up and let her lean on herself, and moved to the door of the dance room step by step.

"Tomorrow I will make up for today's share. The sound behind him made the soles of Zizi's feet slip.

What a ruthless woman.....

Zizi fought for a small life to help Xia Qing to the bed, Xia Qing was trembling at this time, but his forehead was surprisingly hot. Zizi changed all her clothes, wiped her whole body with a towel, and took out a thick winter quilt to wrap her. Xia Qing finally stopped shaking, but her posture was covered in sweat.

She remembers that when she was a child, she was cold and her aunt helped herself like this, yes, and in the end, she would boil herself a bowl of ginger juice.

Zizi put a wet towel on Xia Qing's forehead, so that she could cool down a little, and when a bowl of ginger juice went down to her stomach, she would be better if she was forced to sweat out of the cold. Zizi immediately went out to the kitchen, intending to boil a bowl of ginger water.

At this time, only Xia Qing was left in the room. But she actually slept a little unsteadily, and in the dream, her mother, who was covered in blood, was talking to herself, but she couldn't hear anything, and there was a little boy next to her who was also covered in blood, and he was looking at her like this, and then the scene in the dream suddenly changed to her father, the father who cruelly abandoned her.

In the dream, her father said to herself in a tone of extreme disgust,

"Seed of iniquity, don't stay!"

"Ahh

Xia Qing screamed and ended this dream, he hadn't had this dream since he was seven years old, but today he dreamed again. She felt the cold sweat on her head and the still cool towel on her forehead. She remembered the round-faced, round-faced girl she had seen before she fainted, and it seemed that she had brought her back.

Xia Qing stood up and saw that the candlesticks on the table were already half lit, and it was already dark outside the window. She curled up slowly, so that she could tremble less and feel less fearful in her heart. That bloody mother was her childhood nightmare, and she is still scared to this day. Her mother was burned to ashes in a pool of blood, and those bloody eyes that she will never forget.

The "squeak" door was suddenly opened.

Xia Qing hurriedly wiped away her tears and looked at the door. There was a familiar person at the door, and Simo was holding a small ceramic bowl in his hand, and his face flickered in the candlelight, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Simo...... What's wrong?"

"Ginger ale. Didn't you catch the cold? Simo walked to Xia Qing's bedside, "What's that posture? Don't be at the door, get sick carefully." ”

A round and white face poked into the door, smiled at Xia Qing on the bed, and slowly moved to Xia Qing's bedside. Then, as if by magic, she pulled out a white and chubby meat bun from behind her.

"I heard Simo say that you love to eat this.... I don't know how the ginger ale is boiling, and I don't know if it can suit your appetite......" Zizi suddenly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Xia Qing in front of him.

"Thank you for your posture, I like it all!" Xia Qing held the small hand of the person in front of him, "Can we be good friends?"

"Really...... Really!?" Zizi shook Xia Qing's hand back excitedly. "They all think I'm stupid and don't want to associate with me....."

"You are so kind and lovely, we will be good friends in the future. ”

Two lonely girls felt the beautiful emotion of friendship on this night.

"Ahem. Simo, who had been left to the side for a long time, tried to use the sound of coughing to attract the attention of the two people who were the only ones left next to the bed. "Ginger tea, it's going to be cold. Drink quickly. ”

Xia Qing finally remembered the existence of another Simo, and smiled awkwardly, "Simo also thank you." ”

Simo's face suddenly burned, and he hurriedly handed the bowl in his hand to Zizi, "Hurry up and finish drinking, I have to leave beforehand." Then he left the room as if he were fleeing.

The two girls beside the bed looked at each other and smiled after a blank look.

"Simo must like you. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Zizi...."

"It is said that Simo is very cold and arrogant, but as soon as I arrived in the kitchen today, I saw that he was also in the kitchen, and when I saw me, he directly told me to let me help him make ginger soup together. I don't even know where he found out about your cold......."

Xia Qing took the ginger soup in Zizi's hand and felt that this bowl of ginger soup was very heavy. Drinking it in one gulp, the warmth of the ginger soup flowed through the chest and through the spleen and stomach, and the pores of Xia Qing's whole body revealed warmth, growing so big, except for his mother and Qianmo, no one was so good to himself. Thinking of this, Xia Qing's eyes were moist again.

"Xia Qing, let's sleep together tonight, shall we?" Zizi put Xia Qing's empty bowl aside, "I'm not at ease if you're alone." ”

Xia Qing was very moved, but the wind cold will be infected, and she will also be infected if she has been in contact with Zizi for too long.

"I can do it, you can go to sleep obediently. ”

"But ......." Zizi wanted to say something, but Xia Qing had already pushed her to the door.

"It's really no problem, you go and rest! I don't believe that the iron-masked lady will spare the two of us tomorrow, tonight we will recharge our energy and deal with her difficulties tomorrow!" Perhaps Xia Qing's tone was too firm, Zizi didn't insist anymore, and left the other garden step by step.

"Huh....." Xia Qing closed the door, and then slid down the door, still uncomfortable, the effect of ginger juice seemed to be slowly weakening, and there was a cold sweat behind him. It's really uncomfortable to be sick.

"Little thing, you still have to get a cold. A clear male voice came from the front.

Xia Qing got up in surprise and saw a lazy guy in red clothes lying on his bed, and it was not the Demon Sect Archbishop Qu Ziyan who he hadn't seen for a few days.

At this time, Qu Ziyan was lying on Xia Qing's bed with a look of enjoyment, and sniffed hard as if feeling Xia Qing's taste. This frivolous action is not frivolous at all in the demonic Qu Ziyan, but only makes people feel extremely charming.

"The little thing's arm should be fine. He lazily propped himself up, half-leaning on the head of the bed as if he were boneless, and his black hair fell vertically like a waterfall, and he was very charming. "I also brought this wind chill medicine, and it is said to be very effective. He took out a porcelain vase from his bosom, and the porcelain vase shone with a cold light in his hand.

Xia Qing looked at Qu Ziyan suspiciously, it stands to reason that not many people know about his cold, why do even he know about it now? Xia Qing walked to the side of the bed and picked up the porcelain bottle in Qu Ziyan's hand, but he grabbed his wrist with his backhand. "How's the matter of Yu Pei investigated?"

Xia Qing's brain stopped for a moment, and then she prevaricated in a weak heart, "It's still ..... Not much progress yet..... How can it be so fast....." She looked up at Qu Ziyan's expression, and he was looking at herself thoughtfully.

"I think so, this medicine must be taken. Qu Ziyan laughed again, as if nothing had happened just now.

Xia Qing quietly breathed a sigh of relief, if he knew that the jade pendant had been lost, he would probably have no good fruit to eat. Wait, that question that has puzzled me for a long time, can I ask it today?

"Why should I help you find out this kind of thing???"