"Gross!"

After opening his eyes, Zitong's memory came to his heart at the moment, he suddenly turned over and lay on the side of the bed, almost falling headlong, climbing the edge of the bed with one hand, patting his neck with the other hand, and brushing his protruding nausea on his chest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The savage man in black actually touched the joints of her legs with his eyeball-gouging hands, and then through the clothes, the thought of the slimy bloody hands made the smell of blood linger in his nose.

"Gross!" kept retching, and suddenly heard the door being violently opened, and a red figure rushed to his eyes like fire, frowning brows, aggrieved little faces, and tears on his cheeks with a hint of anxious flush.

"Miss! What's wrong with you - I'm going to the doctor, you lie down and don't move! ”

Hongyue stepped forward and knelt on the edge of the bed on one knee, holding Zitong's left shoulder with her left hand and patting her back with her right hand, retching did not lessen, but vomited as if her liver and lungs were about to be vomited, and Miss's face was suffocated redder and redder, and she had a tendency to vomit at any time. Frightened, Hongyue panicked for a moment and tried to stop Zitong from vomiting, and tried to turn the young lady over and lie down, but the young lady's left hand grabbed her left arm fiercely, and her long nails pinched into the flesh through the not thick clothes.

"Ahh Miss! Hurt! ”

Zitong was already weak in vomiting, raised his head weakly and said weakly: "I finally vomited out, I was tossed by you like this, and I went back, do you think I can not pinch you?" ”

"Miss-you don't vomit anymore--you didn't notice it--it's all right--scared me to death--I've been in a coma for two days-why don't I stop throwing up just after waking up-" As soon as I found out that Zitong was fine, but she was a little weak, Hongyue's long-winded personality suddenly leaked, and while helping Zitong to lie down, she sorted out the messy brocade quilt for Zitong: "Ah! By the way—the doctor has just left—and now it's too late for me to catch up—miss—you wait—"

Zi Tong suddenly got up and stretched out his hand to stop the red moon who was leaving, but his brain conveyed quickly, but his body was half a beat slower, and he almost grabbed the corner of the red clothes of the red moon. "Red Moon—no—" Before it could be exited, there was still the shadow of the Red Moon by the door.

I closed my eyes tiredly, I felt that someone had come in, thinking that the girl Hongyue hadn't caught up with the doctor and came back, so she turned her head with a smile and said, "Hongyue-you should change you-"

The Three Princes Fengxiang! His eyes widened suddenly, and he lay on the bed in disbelief and stared at His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who was dressed casually in civilian clothes.

Looking at Feng Xiang, who had moved a round stool from the ebony table and sat on the side of his bed, Zitong kept his head lying on the pillow and turning towards him, the only change was that his eyes slid down with his movements.

"What kind of woman are you?"

Feng Xiang looked at the stupid lying on the bed, a pair of eyes moved around, the scar on the left side of the face was a little lighter, no longer as terrifying as at the beginning, just saw her lying on the bed retching, standing at the door for some reason, he was unable to take a heavy step, her personal maid ran out in a panic, Xu didn't see him, so he didn't salute himself.

What kind of young lady teaches what kind of maid!

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince?" Zitong propped himself up with his elbows and called out to Feng Xiang tentatively, is he a phoenix? Or me? The only one who would be so close to him before was the phoenix, not Feng Xiang, or such a kind Feng Xiang, with a warm expression, even if he should have questioned himself, he actually asked so-helpless with a little doubt-with a little thinking in the doubt-

By the way, he was in a coma for two days, and the third prince must be very strange why he was in a coma, right? This stupid little white - whether it is a monster or not - a small coma can't be cured - how can he still let Hongyue find a doctor-this is not a straightforward way to say to the third prince: I, Li Zitong sneaked out of the house!

What about Xiaobai? Usually when you open your eyes, you can't see its long fluffy tail dangling in front of you, but I haven't seen it for so long today, but the third prince, who is usually very rare, is sitting on the edge of his bed at the moment and has been looking at himself with deep eyes. I can see that my heart is hairy.

"Hand it!"

Feng Xiang held his right hand mysteriously, and stretched out his left hand to Zitong, since marrying into the prince's mansion, he had never seen a smiling face, and at this moment it was appearing in front of her eyes.

It's not still in a dream, is it? Feng Xiang smiled?

"Hands!"

Feng Xiang took the initiative to approach Zi Tong and held her left hand in her hand, spreading her hand one finger at a time, and then put the palm of the gadget tied with a red rope in her left hand between him and her hand, "This time it's going to be put away!" ”

Little jade? What does he want to do? Why is it so weird? Did she cross over again? Holding the little jade, because the strength had already recovered after a long time, he quickly got out of bed and put on his shoes and came to the Linghua bronze mirror to look at himself repeatedly, the scar is still there, he has married the third prince, that-he-this?

Looking at the three princes who were standing next to him, Zitong grabbed the bronze mirror in his right hand and asked puzzledly, "Why did you give me this broken stone again?" Didn't you just use it to amuse me in the first place? ”

Feng Xiang didn't know what was wrong with him, since he came back from participating in the begging festival in the palace with Zitong, he thought about her all he wanted.

The next day, I heard that the next person came to report that Zitong had been asleep, and I wanted to go through the process and told the next person to ask the doctor to take a look, who knew that the thought just started, and I had a splitting headache in an instant, and I crushed the teacup in my hand at once, and I was stupid to inform the next person.

What is forcing yourself to come to see her, forcing yourself to care about her!

No, if you haven't done a big thing, how can you have a long relationship with your children, ah! Hurt! The head hurt violently again, and Feng Xiang violently covered the chaotic head to prevent the unknown thing from making another sound.

"You have a good rest first, this prince - I'll see you another day-"

Saying this, the voice in his head seemed to turn into a sharp blade cutting his brain, Feng Xiang ignored the obstruction of the voice, and rushed out frantically, shouting as he ran: "Ah-"

Zi Tong came to the door with the bronze mirror in his right hand, and watched Feng Xiang's clothes disappear from the courtyard gate as if a gust of wind appeared, he was not a phoenix, it was Feng Xiang himself, but this person was even more weird than when the phoenix appeared that day, as if he was going to be driven crazy by something right away?

Looking at the small jade that still had the body temperature of the third prince left in his left hand, Zi Tong was motionless at the door of the room, and it was not until Hongyue stood beside him with the doctor who had finally recovered that Zi Tong came back to his senses.

"Miss—didn't I tell you to lie down—how did you get out of bed—come—lie down quickly—"

As soon as Hongyue entered the courtyard gate, she ran to Zitong's side and nagged, forcibly letting Zitong lie on the bed, so that the doctor could take her pulse.

"Doctor—my young lady—body—" Because he was worried, seeing that the doctor had finished his pulse, Hongyue suddenly stood up from the table.

Three steps and two steps hurriedly guarded between Zitong and the doctor, listening carefully with his ears pricked up, for fear of missing a trace of important information.