He Xiao's expression was flat, he raised his eyebrows and looked up at the clothes in the room, looked around, and finally looked behind the curtain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He pondered for a moment: "Stand down." ”

Xuan's heart was finally cold, thinking that the master would be like this on a whim, and he would definitely not really do anything, after all, the relationship between the prince and the princess was really so good in their eyes.

But at this moment, the facts are clearly telling Xuan that this time, it is true.

After a long pause, Xuan Cai nodded, turned around and exited the room, and the moment he closed the door, Xuan looked at the back of the master, and his heart was gloomy.

Morin's eyes still had tears in them, but he didn't want to leave the figure of that person for a moment.

He Xiao's expression was always calm, his steps were slow, and he slowly walked towards the back of the curtain.

Mo Lin only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he leaned back, wanting to see He Xiao's face clearly.

After all, the gauze moved, and it was already picked up by a slender and powerful hand, and then the inky figure went straight into Morin's eyes.

"Will ...... Military ......" Morin's still strange voice, with a tremble, spat out two words that had made him miss every day and every night.

He Xiao's expression did not fluctuate, his eyebrows raised slightly, he turned around, sat down on the chair beside him, looked at Mo Lin, and said softly: "Today, but are you tired?" ”

The originally excited heart cooled down instantly, Mo Lin's eyes widened suddenly, and he instantly remembered that he had stayed at that street for three hours today, and the full sense of shame suddenly came up, and Mo Lin's head was instantly lowered, avoiding He Xiao's gaze.

His eyes paused, He Xiao didn't speak again, glanced at it lightly, and his eyes fell on the burning red candle.

In a moment, the hands rise, the wind blows, and the lights go out.

In the darkness, Morin's heart was already shocked beyond words.

The other pair of eyes was full of chills.

Outside the house, Tianxuan's figure was hidden in the trees a little farther away, and his gaze kept falling on the house.

The moment the lights went out, Tian and Xuan's hearts sank.

With his head down, Xuan's expression was very heavy in the dark, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Tian's eyes were also rich, his eyes looked at the room, he muttered for a moment, and then opened his mouth: "You guard, I'll go to find the peerless son." ”

Hearing the sound, Xuan raised his head violently, and his voice fell at the same time: "I'm with you!" ”

Tian's body turned back suddenly, and his big palm slapped Xuan's shoulder: "You go to see the princess first, tomorrow morning, if I haven't returned yet, I will go to help Shen Mu in the dark pavilion to recruit talents." ”

After that, there was no stop, a turn, already in the air, leaving into the distance.

The candle flame in the room without a ladder has been replaced three times, and Zikou is still guarding Du Weiwei's bedside, repeatedly using the soup woman to warm Du Weiwei's body, the movements are non-stop, but they are also extremely serious.

Tang Pozi reheated five times, and Zikou carefully put Tang Pozi into Du Weiwei's brocade quilt, got up and began to wash the handkerchief, ready to wipe the young lady's face again.

The handkerchief with a warm breath was tightly held in Zikou's hand, Zikou's lips pursed and pursed, and began to carefully wipe Du's face slightly.

It's just that as soon as his hand finished wiping the right side of Du Weiwei's face, Zi Koo's movements suddenly stopped and stopped.

There was some panic and dodging in her eyes, and the purple eyes were fixed on the pale face of the young lady.

"Miss......" opened softly, and the panic in Zikou's eyes surged up more and more.

Some damp handkerchiefs fell on the bed at once, Zikou continued to breathe deeply, her fingers trembled, and finally stretched out and reached Du Weiwei's nose.

"Miss......" Zikou's tears were already churning up, filling the entire eye socket, "Miss, don't scare Zikou......"

Du snorted slightly, no.

"Miss...... Miss...... Don't scare Zikou, okay......" Zikou's body trembled more and more, and the fingers that poked out couldn't be recovered for a long time, but no matter how she probed, she never found Du's faint breath.

Tears fell in an instant like a flood that burst the embankment, Ziko's eyes opened wide, and her trembling body knelt on the ground without moving for a long time.

As if reacting suddenly, Zikou jumped up, already got on the bed, and hugged Du Weiwei's cold body in his arms.

"Miss, are you cold, it's okay, it's okay, Zikou will give you warmth, give you warmth...... Warm ...... for you Here you go...... ......"By the end, Ziko's tears had washed away all the words she had to speak.

Outside the house, Shen Mu had already heard Zikou's words, but he never entered, and finally after hearing Zikou's voice with a deep cry, he slammed the door open and entered the house.

Zi Ko had already taken off her coat, wearing only a middle coat, holding Du Weiwei from behind, and kept shouting: "Miss...... Miss...... Miss...... "Tears fell in large pieces, dyed on the brocade quilt, and wet a large one.

There was a sharp light in his eyes, Shen Mu didn't hesitate anymore, stepped forward, and slammed Zikou's hand: "Zikou!" What are you doing?! ”

The hand was choked, Zi Ko turned his head, his eyes were empty, and he looked at Shen Mu's face and trembled for a long time, as if he reacted suddenly, and grabbed him tightly with a backhand: "Shen Mu...... Sunken Wood Sunken Wood...... My hands are broken, my hands are broken!! Look at my hands, my hands are broken! Broken! Broken ......"

Shen Mu's brows furrowed suddenly, and with a force, he had already pulled Zikou's body back: "What are you talking about?!" ”

Zikou's tears had already fallen uncontrollably, and she raised her hand in front of Shen Mu with a trembling voice: "My hand...... Broken...... It can't touch the lady's breath anymore...... Shenmu you say...... It's not broken......"

His heart seemed to stop suddenly, Shen Mu didn't react to what Zi Kom said for a long time, and after pausing for a while, he suddenly reacted, and he suddenly let go of Zi Koo's hand, and no longer cared about anything else, and touched Du Weiwei's wrist.

Zikou knelt beside the bed, her expression pale, and she didn't move her tears for a long time, but she never stopped falling.

Shen Mu's heart also became flustered for the first time, and he couldn't put it on his hand that held Du Weiwei's pulse several times, trying to calm down, and began to feel Du Weiwei's pulse carefully.

It's just that for a long time, it's all cold.

Shen Mu's sword eyebrows furrowed deeply, his head was buried, and the hand that had been holding Du Weiwei's pulse finally slipped down.

"Sunken Wood...... Miss is okay...... Right......" Zikou's eyes were already red, and a choked voice came out.

Hanging his head, Shen Mu never spoke again.

"You tell me if it's not! Isn't it! (To be continued.) )