Shi Muran was still lying on the bed, his mind was blank, as if he had only left the shell, and there was no reaction. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Miss Shi." Xuan whispered again.

Outside the courtyard, sparse human voices were heard.

"Where's that?" An angry male voice.

"Miss...... The young lady ...... in the room, "with a choked female voice."

"Cheap-hoof-son, you dare to go back to this yard, it's really against the sky!" Shi Yi'an's voice became more and more angry, "You guys, drag her out and lock her up in the demolition house for me!" ”

"Yes!" Several of the little guys fell in unison, and the footsteps were already close to the house.

His eyes suddenly froze, Xuan approached the bedside and whispered, "Miss Shi, how offended!" As soon as the words fell, he stretched out his hand to pick up Shi Muran.

"Don't touch my !!" screamed all of a sudden, Shi Muran's voice sounded straight away, and his body curled up, not letting Xuan get closer.

"Quick!" Outside the house, Shi Yi'an heard the sound, and his eyes were even more anxious, his son! If it really breaks Shi Muran's body, I'm afraid that in the future, this girl will be even more useless!

The little guy originally paused a little, but because of Shi Yi'an's words, it became faster.

Listening to the sound of getting closer and closer outside the house, Xuan's expression sank, and he didn't hesitate anymore, he shot at Shi Muran's sleeping hole where his body trembled, and pulled a thin cloak hanging on the wooden frame with his right hand to wrap Shi Muran, and his movements were extremely fast, and he flew out of the back window with one take-off.

As soon as the figure left the courtyard, the door was pushed open.

In the next moment, I heard the panicked voices of several little guys: "Master, it's not good!" Young master, he ...... Fainted! ”

Hearing the sound, Shi Yi'an's pace quickened, and he immediately walked to the house, only to see Shi Tianpu naked, lying on the bed, without any consciousness, in the house, where can I still see Shi Muran's figure.

Anger surged into his heart more and more, Shi Yi'an's fists clenched tightly, and secretly sounded: "Go, find a doctor to heal the young master." Find out that-hoof for me!! ”

After a few take-offs, Xuan had already carried Shi Muran out of Taifu's mansion, bypassed two alleys, and finally stopped at a corner.

A black carriage was parked, unlit, hidden in the dark night.

"Princess." Xuan hugged Shi Muran and said in a low voice.

The curtain of the car was pulled open by Du Weiwei, and his voice was extremely anxious: "How is it?" The next moment, I saw Shi Muran's eyes closed.

"Princess, Miss Shi......" I didn't know how to describe the scene I saw, and Xuan's words suddenly stopped.

Without any hesitation, Du Weiwei's voice fell suddenly, and he was calm: "Send it to the car and go home immediately!" ”

Xuan's movements were extremely fast, and he hurriedly sent Shi Muran to the car, settled down, turned around, and arrived in front of the car, pulled up the reins, and drove towards the palace.

Du Weiwei lowered his head, hugged Shi Muran's neck, and was careful, the carriage drove fast, and the slight bump made the cloak on Shi Muran's body shake off, Du Weiwei's eyes suddenly became cold, and the blood marks all told Du Weiwei that Shi Muran was hurt in the Taifu Mansion.

Tightening his sleeves suddenly, Du Weiwei hugged Shi Muran's arms and slowly tightened, his voice was low but cold: "Mu Ran, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

In front of the car, Xuan heard the princess's words, and thought of what he had seen before, his heart also tightened suddenly, and the reins in his hand exerted force, driving towards the palace faster and faster.

Soon, with a heavy bump, the carriage finally stopped at the back door of the palace.

Before the car could stop, Xuan heard a sound in the car behind him.

Lifting the curtain of the car, he saw Du Weiwei struggling to pick up Shi Muran.

"Princess, I'm coming!" Xuan's expression changed greatly, how could the princess do this, and reached out to take Shi Muran.

Du Weiwei became more and more anxious, just touched Mu Ran's forehead, he was already faintly feverish, jumped out of the carriage with a big stride, and hurried to the house.

"Send Miss Shi to the yard where I lived before, and prepare a basin of hot water and a basin of cold water." The words did not stop, and Du Weiwei hurried towards Su Wushuang's residence.

Xuan admired it very much in his heart, even at this moment of extreme panic, the princess was able to calmly arrange various matters, and without thinking about it anymore, she flew away with Shi Muran in her arms.

The pace became faster and faster, and Du Weiwei felt for the first time that it was really not a good thing that this palace was so big.

The speed of almost running reached Su Wushuang's residence, and the plaque hanging high was written with the words "Xinglou", which was the first time Du Weiwei came to Su Wushuang's residence.

After taking a deep breath for a few moments, Du Weiwei didn't worry much anymore, and stood downstairs and shouted directly: "Su Wushuang!" ”

With just one sound, the door of a room on the second floor quickly opened, and he walked out with a cold face, his brows furrowed inexorably, seeing that it was Du Weiwei, his tone was still a little polite: "What is the princess looking for a son so late?" ”

"Save people." Du Weiwei's expression was solemn, and he spit out two words in a deep voice.

Facing Du Weiwei's equally cold eyes, the cold face stopped for a moment, and one flew to the third floor.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door, the cold noodles maintained the frequency of three intervals for a while.

Inside the house, there was no response for half a day.

"Su Wushuang !!" Du Weiwei lost his patience anymore, his voice became louder and louder, and he kept shouting Su Wushuang's name.

Just as Du Weiwei had already stepped up the stairs, there was a squeak, and the door was finally opened.

Rubbing his worried eyes, Su Wushuang looked dazed: "Cold noodles? Did you just hear someone call me? ”

Running back from the stairs to his original position, Du Weiwei appeared in Su Wushuang's sight: "Su Wushuang! Give me down! Save! The tone became more and more unpolite, and the anxiety in Du Weiwei's heart surged more and more.

Suddenly, Su Wushuang came to his senses slightly: "Princess? ”

Du Weiwei was close to gritting his teeth: "Give, I, get out, get down, come!" ”

Seeing that Du Weiwei's eyes were flushed, and he wanted to kill himself, Su Wushuang came to his senses completely, and said and did while moving: "Princess, wait, I'll come with a dress on!" ”

In a hurry, Su Wushuang followed Du Weiwei and trotted all the way, and it took a lot of time to reach the courtyard where Shi Muran was.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw He Xiaoling in front of the house.

Seeing Du Weiwei and Su Wushuang entering, He Xiao's originally plain expression changed slightly.

Before Du Weiwei approached, He Xiao had already untied his cloak, and took a big stride to meet her and draped it on her body: "How can you run around wearing a single coat." "In the afternoon, I went to the barracks after separating from Du Weiwei, and as soon as I returned home, I heard the situation reported to me by the sky, this girl, I only know how to worry about others, I don't know how to care about myself.

Raising his face and smiling forcefully, he turned his head to look at Xuan: "Everything is ready?" ”

"Yes, Princess." Xuan Yi replied with a fist clenched.

Shen Mu stood aside, his expression was steady, he knew the young lady's temperament, what was going on, he had to understand it before he could rest assured, and said, "Princess, Zikou has taken care of Miss Shi inside." ”

With a gloomy expression, Du nodded slightly, and sure enough, it was still Zikou Shenmu who could understand his thoughts.

Turning around, he pushed open the door of the house, Du Weiwei said in a calm tone, and raised his hand sideways: "There is a prince without a match." ”

He Xiao stood a little farther away, her face was also cold, looking at Du Weiwei, who was extremely calm at the moment, but she understood that she should be flustered in her heart at the moment.

"Princess, unequaled son." Seeing the two of them enter the house, Zikou stood up abruptly and moved out of the bed, "Miss Shi has a fever, and I wiped it with cold water for a long time." ”

One step forward, Su Wushuang touched Shi Muran's pulse.

I only heard Du Weiwei's deep words on the side: "No need to diagnose, she is injured." As he spoke, he also stepped forward, untied the cloak on Shi Muran's body, and then turned over her body with great care, and blood marks appeared in front of several people.

"Ahh

With his brows furrowed, Su Wushuang pondered for a moment, and then had a plan in his heart: "The princess will take off Miss Shi's upper clothes and lie on the bed, I will heal." With that, he lifted his steps and walked out.

Without the slightest hesitation, as soon as Su Wushuang's figure disappeared at the door, Du Weiwei began to fade the clothes on Shi Muran's body, the injured place, the blood stains had already coagulated, and the wound and the clothes were stuck together, which was extremely difficult to remove.

Zi Ko was on the side, helping all the time, and as the clothes faded, Shi Mu then had a shocking injury on her back, so shocked that her tears poured out: "Princess...... Miss Shi, she ......"

One blood wound after another, layer upon layer, wound after injury, and there was almost no good skin on the back.

Du Weiwei's body did not move, her head was lowered, she couldn't see the look in her eyes, but her frozen body revealed her resentment at the moment.

"Let's go, let the peerless son come in for treatment." After a long time, Du Weiwei spoke.

Nodding, Zi Ko glanced at the injuries on Shi Muran's body again, hurriedly ran to the wardrobe, took out ten red candles and lit them, covered them with a glass hollow cover, put them on the stool, and moved them to the side of the bed.

It was cold, and Miss Shi already had a fever, and she couldn't suffer the cold anymore.

Looking at what Zikou was doing, Du lowered his eyebrows slightly, nodded, and exited the bedroom.

Out of the room, Du Weiwei bowed to Su Wushuang: "Weiwei, there is Lao Wushuang's son." The tone is earnest, but also deep.

Su Wushuang nodded heavily, picked up the medicine box that Leng Mian had carried all the way, and walked into the bedroom.

There was a creak and the door shut.

Du Weiwei turned his back to the door of the house and did not move for a long time.

Then, a pair of big hands stretched out, pulled Du Weiwei's somewhat messy hair, rearranged and buttoned the cloak on her body, and stroked Du Weiwei's long hair again and again.

After all, he couldn't control his tears, Du Wei bowed his head and smothered in He Xiao's arms. (To be continued.) )