Zitong shouted Hongyue, opened her eyes in a daze, and habitually reached out to brush her hair, but the first thing she saw was ......

Her heart was shocked, and the residual sleepiness was swept away the moment she opened her eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Her eyes widened suddenly, oh my God, what did she see?

Zi Tong closed her eyes in panic, and after a long time, she opened them hesitantly, raised her wrist, and what appeared in front of her eyes was still a steady stream of bleeding wounds.

The striking incision was slender and long on her delicate wrist, and as she lifted it, blood flowed everywhere on the brocade quilt that covered her!

Zi Tong felt her heart tremble, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, when Feng Xiang's cold voice came from the window: "Are you awake?" ”

A spirit, Zi Tong quickly jumped off the bed, and was about to rush to the door without wearing shoes, probably too violently, causing a violent dizziness. Her whole body instantly slammed into the table not far from the bed.

Zi Tong lowered her gaze and screamed in pain, and a pair of familiar black boots appeared in front of her, and she raised her head tremblingly: "Feng Yu, you, you can't do this to me!" …… Can't do that to me! ”

The chest was suddenly invaded by a sharp pain, Zitong clutched the placket of the chest tightly, it hurt, it hurts! The master's painful face flashed madly in his mind, and the seeds of resentment grew in his heart! Zi Tong wanted to stand up straight and question Feng Yu loudly, but she couldn't! Her vision became more and more blurred, and she felt her body gradually become colder, and then, suddenly, her eyes went blank.

――――

When Zitong woke up this time, Hongyue was standing by the bed, and there was hot porridge on the table next to her.

"Red Moon?" Zi Tong was surprised that she was still alive, reached out and touched her chest, the heart-rending pain seemed to be still there, and looked down at the heavy gauze wrapped around her wrist, she thought that she would die of excessive blood loss yesterday.

What about Feng Yu? Where did he go?

"What about the third prince?" As if thinking of something, Zi Tong grabbed Hongyue's hand and asked eagerly.

Hongyue looked at Zitong nervously, and only said for a while, "Miss, Your Highness...... Out of the house! ”

"He's out of the house?" Brother Twilight was caught by him, and now she has to hurry up while he is not there to find Brother Twilight! "Give me the shoes!" Zi Tong snatched the shoes in Hongyue's hand and put them on her feet, and ran out quickly.

Hongyue chased after him worriedly: "Miss, your body is ......"

"Don't come along! …… Red Moon, stay in the courtyard! Zitong turned around sharply to stop Hongyue, who wanted to keep up.

"Miss?" Hongyue stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Zitong's departing back with burning eyes.

――――

Where will Twilight's brother be imprisoned?

Zitong cautiously dodged the patrolling guards, like a headless fly, wandering around the garden for a long time without knowing the location of Twilight.

Dragging a body that was about to run out of oil, Zitong had to take a few breaths after walking for a while, and then he had to rest. Finally, when she was about to faint, the man walked towards her step by step, his waist-length black hair swaying slightly with his steps, his skin as white as snow, and his eyes like deep pools. Dressed in a leisurely green robe, his figure became more and more tall and tall, like a mountain.

He didn't leave the house at all, but kept following her and watching her struggle like a fool.

Feng Yu stopped in front of Zitong, scanned her up and down, and then slowly squatted down and approached her face: "Look at you sweating profusely!" ”

Zi Tong didn't dare to act rashly, so she had to let Feng Yu wipe the sweat from the corners of her forehead with her fingers. "That...... Feng Yu, please let me go! ”

"Do you know what your master is going to do?" Feng Yu got up, turned his back to Zitong, and looked up at the slightly dazzling sunlight in the sky.

"Master, she ......" Zitong tried to excuse her master, but her heart was empty, her throat was stuck, and she couldn't say a word that could explain her master's strange behavior, so she could only grit her teeth and choose not to say anything.

She didn't know what the master was going to do, but she knew that the master would definitely not hurt others!

"Alright, come back with me!" Seeing that Zitong kept bowing his head, he didn't say a word. Feng Yu turned around and bent down to try to pick her up horizontally, seeing through Feng Yu's intentions, Zi Tong sat back suddenly, and then rolled over, dodging Feng Yu's outstretched arm.

"Feng Yu, tell me honestly, what do you want my blood for? …… Isn't it going to be used against my master! Zi Tong lay on the ground weakly, her eyes staring at Feng Yu with a gentle expression in fear. I, I'd rather die than let your wish come true! Why doesn't even your master believe in the little demon master! She's not a bad person! ”

"It's not a bad person, she bloodwashed the lives of one hundred and thirty-two people in Sujia Village three hundred years ago!" Feng Yu's originally gentle face became a little hideous in an instant after Zi Tong's sentence that the little demon master was not a bad person!

"That's—that's someone who framed the little demon master!" Zi Tong raised her head in pain and glared at Feng Yu angrily!

Feng Yu looked at Zi Tong coldly, was silent for a while, bent down, and stretched out his hand to pick up Zi Tong on the ground.

"Don't touch me!" Zitong's screaming attracted a large number of patrolling guards to surround him. But as soon as they saw that it was the Third Prince and Fu Jin, they didn't know what to do for a while, and the knife held high in their hands couldn't be put down for a long time.

"Stand down!" Feng Yu glanced around coldly!

The guards immediately put away their swords and arranged them in the formation they had just patrolled, and quickly patrolled to the original place.

"Purple tears, do you think you don't have to go back if you keep lying on the ground?" Feng Yu looked at Zitong with a cold face, looking down like an ant.

Zitong's face turned pale.

Feng Yu looked at Zitong's eyes, those eyes that once made him intoxicated by the third life, from a moment of disbelief, finally became the last piece of dead ashes.

Feng Yu felt that he should be happy, because he had now completed the task assigned by the Queen Mother, and he had completely defeated the back path of the little demon, turning Purple Tears into a puppet who could only struggle but could only cry!

But why couldn't he be happy? He's going to fly into an immortal, and he doesn't have to make feathers anymore! But when he looked at the fragile body on the ground that was coming out more than he was in, he always felt as if he was about to lose something important.

"What? …… Do you regret it? ”

Suddenly, a woman in a red-clothed palace dress appeared in front of Feng Yu, Feng Yu glanced at the woman in disgust, and immediately said viciously: "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

Mei Niang cocked her orchid fingers and stroked her female silk scattered on her shoulders, and glanced at Feng Yu with sneering eyebrows: "Then hurry up and carry her back to the house, my hair is not full yet!" As he spoke, his eyes swept coldly, and Zitong's wrist wrapped in gauze was cold.

Feng Yu stepped forward and hugged her horizontally under Zitong's disgraceless gaze.

"Feng Yu, I can die! You can let me die however I want! …… But will you spare my master? Don't help someone hurt her, okay? Zitong pleaded bitterly in Feng Yu's arms.

Feng Yu held her hand tightly, stopped, and looked down at Zitong: "With my master here, your master will be fine!" ”

"Really? That's good! I'm not running away...... Do whatever you want! As long as you don't hurt my master! Zi Tong suddenly looked at Feng Yu and laughed.