"Every day, come, drink my blood, and you won't be in pain if you drink it..."Ling'er pressed her bleeding wrist and raised it in front of Emperor Jitian.

Even though he covered it with his hand, the dazzling color still overflowed along his fingers.

The blood-colored enchantment is his life-saving medicine, as long as he drinks it, as long as he drinks it, he can calm the churning in his body.

At this moment, there is a devil living in his mind, tempting him and persecuting him. Get closer, get closer, and you'll be off.

"No!" At the moment when his reason was burned out, he suddenly remembered the appearance of that little thing losing blood and fainting. He got up suddenly and retreated to a place where Ling'er couldn't reach.

"Don't... No... Yes! ”

The pain struck again, and his head slammed against the wall, like a blooming rose, bewitching.

He turned his head over, deliberately not looking at the blood stains on Ling'er's wrist, the red color stimulated every peripheral nerve in him, making his body suffer while even his heart was tormented.

"Every day!"

Ling'er had no choice, his figure flashed, and his small hand quickly clicked on the acupoint of the emperor's killing sky, and then walked in front of him.

"Every day, don't be afraid, it'll be fine soon, don't be afraid..."

The blood fell in his mouth drop by drop, the scarlet in his eyes gradually melted, the manic breath gradually stabilized, his hands were lowered, his eyes were dull, staring at the person in front of him.

Chapped lips, squirming with difficulty.

From the shape of his mouth, it is not difficult for Ling'er to read what he means.

He said, don't...

Fool, don't want it all like this.

Bleeding a little and not dying, why did he insist so much.

This is a big fool!

Tears fell to the ground drop by drop, and blood flowed in my heart drop by drop.

He was in pain, his body was aching; She was in pain, too, and her heart was aching.

Two lonely souls, one loves persistently, the other loves deeply, tears and blood blend, after the struggle between life and death, the roots of love are sprinkled.

Tears eroded the heart, and this time, the two hearts were close again...

During the day, he watched quietly from the sidelines, and finally, quietly withdrew from the outside of the hall.

The authorities are fascinated by bystanders, and the queen is obviously in love, but she doesn't know it.

At this moment, he only hopes that the queen can see his heart clearly as soon as possible, otherwise, the king will completely collapse one day.

The demon was restrained, his reason gradually returned, and a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes once again restored his previous clarity.

In the eyes as vast as the sea of stars, the image of the depths of memory gradually appeared.

"Every day..."

The soft and greasy voice is less lively than before, and there is no trace of blood on the tender face. The little hand was cold and cold, and the movement gently wiped his lips.

"Little thing..."

The voice was hoarse, as if a soldering iron had burned his throat, and it was difficult to pronounce words.

After experiencing such pain, the first time I could see the person he put on the tip of his heart, the happiness was indescribable. The smile on the corner of his mouth has not yet been hooked, and he has thought of something.

The enchanted pupils narrowed, and the deep light swept around.

It was empty all around, except for the walls, only two cold iron chains embedded in the walls.

The pungent smell of blood spread through the air.

Here, he is all too familiar.

"You... How did you end up here? Emperor Jitian's face was cold, and his tone was a little cold.

He didn't want her to see his poisonous hair, he didn't want to worry about this little thing.

The fishy sweetness in his mouth had not yet receded, and Emperor Jitian's face instantly froze.

This taste, this taste is...

Damn it!

"Who let you in!" Junrong was angry, and his voice was as cold as ice.

Who let you in!

It was so cold, so icy, that Ling'er's heart trembled unconsciously.

For the first time, this was the first time that Emperor Jitian had lost his temper with her.

Tears fell unconsciously and dripped on Emperor Jitian's arm.

The cold liquid, the moment it fell, turned into the flames of hell, burning his skin fiercely.

"Little thing..."Emperor Jitian's body stiffened, and he immediately realized that his words were heavy.

The moment she lowered her eyes, Ling'er fainted.

"Little thing!"

……

The moon hangs high and the stars are everywhere.

The wind blows through the treetops, elegant and indifferent.

The emperor's condition was controlled, and it stands to reason that the imperial palace should be in a state of joy.

However, because Ling'er fainted from blood loss, she was still gloomy.

In the orchid-scented dormitory, the emperor's face was solemn.

The narrow Danfeng eyes have lost their former wise color, and they are dark and low.

It has been several hours since Ling'er fainted in the morning, but there is still no sign of waking up.

"Little thing, are you blaming Lone, so you won't wake up?" His beautiful face, although covered with scars, did not affect his appearance in the slightest.

After Ling'er fainted, Emperor Jitian immediately carried her back to the dormitory.

Because Ling'er once told him that her physique is special, and she must not let the imperial doctor touch her unless she has to do so.

Therefore, Emperor Jitian did not summon the imperial doctor to come over.

He was like this, all the time, motionless guarding her.

For the first time, he regretted that he didn't know how to do medicine.

"Your Majesty, let the minions help you take care of your wounds." During the day, he carried a teacup on his head and knelt on the ground with his back straight.

Since Ling'er fainted, he has been kneeling until now.

It was because of his negligence that the little princess knew about the king's condition, and in the end, he also led the little princess to faint.

He accepted the king's punishment, and he was willing.

But how can the king do this, and he does not eat or drink, nor take care of his wounds?

"Your Majesty, the little princess loves you so much, if she wakes up and sees you like this, she will be very sad."

The little princess is the king's life, so if you want to persuade the king, you can only start with the little princess.

Sure enough, as soon as the day's words fell, the gray eyes of the emperor immediately dyed with brilliance.

"Love Lonely?" The tone was light, as if he was talking to himself. The obvious uncertainty in his tone could be heard even during the day.

The king has always been confident and arrogant, and has never fought a battle that he is not sure of, when has he ever been so hesitant and afraid.

It seems that he really loves the little princess miserably.

"Of course the little princess loves you, you don't know how sad the little princess cried when she saw your poisonous hair."

If that's not love, he really doesn't know what love is.

Therefore, the king still took care of the wound and changed into clean clothes. Perhaps the little princess will wake up. ”

"Good!" Without thinking, blurted out.

As soon as he heard that the little thing could wake up, he immediately agreed.

He got up during the day, put the teacup aside, and then took medicine and a clean robe for the emperor to take care of.

"No need, come alone, stand down."

As soon as he stretched out his hand during the day, the voice of the emperor sounded, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

Bend over

He bowed and then withdrew from the temple.

In the gorgeous hall, the smoke is filled, and the curling dust and smoke outline a hazy image.

The tall and slender figure, the independence of the world, as if the noble divine truth strayed into the mortal world, and the qiē in the world seemed incompatible with him.

Inky eyebrows, narrow eyes, high nose, sexy lips, every point of the whole body, all meticulously crafted, perfect to the extreme.

Untie the jade belt, take off the robe on the upper body, and expose the chest.

The breeze blew, and the silver filaments flew, and a few touches were scattered on his chest, adding a few touches of charm to him.

The big hand with distinct bones picked up the medicine bottle, and the action of applying the medicine was very skillful.

After all, after so many years, how can you not be proficient...

Where is this?

It felt like she was in a dark world, and everywhere was gloomy and lifeless.

Damn, isn't she supposed to be in the Imperial Palace.

"Do you love me?" The voice was cold and domineering, but it was different from the softness of the emperor's killing of the sky.

Who's talking?

"If you don't love me, you'll die!" tyrannical, angry, almost roaring, echoing endlessly.

Damn, who's talking?

Ling'er struggled, desperate to see clearly, but her vision seemed to be clouded by something, and she couldn't see anything but darkness.

"You must love me, you must love me!"

"No... No... I don't love you... I don't want to love you..."

Ling'er closed her eyes, as if she had dreamed of something terrible.

The smooth forehead kept oozing crystal sweat stains, the little head kept shaking, and even the body showed subtle signs of struggle.

"No... Don't..."

Hearing the movement on the bed, Emperor Jitian's face condensed slightly, and he immediately turned around.

"Little things? Dot? You wake up, are you having a nightmare! ”

Looking at her painful appearance, Emperor Jitian gently shook her body.

"Don't... Don't..."

"Little things?"

In the end, Ling'er still opened her eyes.

When I woke up this time, my purple eyes were not confused or vigilant, but were full of tears.

The mist is hazy, swirling in the eye sockets, as if in the blink of an eye, it will fall.

Shicai's dream felt too real for her.

That cold voice, she always felt familiar.

Strange, how could she have such a dream.

Although I woke up, the heartache was still there.

"What's wrong with you, little thing?"

Ling'er's strange appearance, the emperor killed the sky in his eyes, this little thing is not a fragile person, and he will not cry lightly.

Hearing this familiar voice, Ling'er gradually came back to her senses.

The ethereal light of his eyes narrowed, fixed on this familiar face.

"Every day...", the little hand stretched out unconsciously, caressing his face.

The scars on his lips are still there, because he has been guarding Ling'er, not eating or drinking, so his lips are chapped and overflowing with blood.

The clothes are half-distangled, the upper body is almost naked, and the eight-pack abs are angular and scarred.

There are new additions, there are already scabs, and there are long ago, only faint traces.

The little hands involuntarily touched every scar on his body.

These are the most painful memories of his past, starting from childhood, and getting through it little by little.

Tears fell silently, wetting the embroidered pillow.

"Little thing, don't cry. It's all lonely and bad, lonely shouldn't be so cruel to you! ”

Ling'er stretched out her hand violently and wrapped her arms around Emperor Heaven's neck.

This fool, did she think she would not understand.

He yelled at her because he cared so much about her.

I'd rather bleed and hurt myself than let her worry for a minute.

How could this man spoil her so much and protect her like this.

Today, he is still apologizing.

This man is stupid and makes her sad.

"Little thing, don't you be angry, okay?" There was a hint of pleading and concern in his cold tone, and it didn't sound like his style at all.

Perhaps, this is the power of love.

In love, there are no two people who are suitable for each other, only two hearts that accommodate each other.

Because he loves her, he is willing to accommodate her, is willing to change, and changes to what she likes.

"I'm angry, angry!"

Ling'er slammed away the Emperor Killing Heaven, pouted, and pretended to be angry and turned his body to the side, turning his back to the Emperor Killing Heaven.

At this time, the emperor was panicking.

It was easy for him to fight a war with soldiers and pacify the world. But this coaxing, he really has no experience at all.

The heavy brows furrowed tightly, and when he thought of something, he stretched out his hand and slapped it at his chest.

Ling'er's eyes were quick, and he turned over and jumped up, stopping his palm.

"What do you do?" Word by word, Ling'er's little face sank, and she gritted her teeth a little when she said it.

Damn, what is he going to do.

The poison didn't torture him to death, so are you going to kill yourself now!

"Alone with you, make you angry, you should be punished." Very serious, very strict, very honest replied.

“……”

Ling'er was powerless to support her forehead, and this answer made her completely speechless.

Forgive her, O God.

She forgot about this man's thinking and couldn't judge it with common sense.

Because she was angry, he harmed himself.

This man's thinking is a little too extreme.

In fact, it's not that the emperor is extreme, it's just that he hasn't loved anyone since he was a child, and he hasn't cared about anyone.

So, he didn't know what to do in such a situation.

Usually when his subordinates make mistakes, he punishes them in this way.

Ling'er took a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying to calm her grumpy heart. Then, open it again.

"Every day, I'm angry not because you murdered me, but because you didn't sue me about your poison!"

"I know that you are doing this for my own good, from my standpoint, for my consideration, so you didn't sue me."

"But if you're worried about me, won't I worry about you? Do you think that if you don't sue me, you're doing it for my sake? Do you know how distressed I am when I see you covered in blood and tied up? I'd rather my blood drain than see you in so much pain, you know? ”

Emperor Jitian wanted to say something, but Ling'er stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Every day, you are the first person I know, and I see your kindness to me in my eyes and in my heart. I am also hearted, flesh and blood, and feelings. I'm worried about you, too! Gradually, the tears slipped down again, and Ling'er's feelings became more and more excited.

"But you... Why are you hiding it from me... I don't want to... I don't want your self-righteous protection... What I want is to share the burden... I hope we can stand together... Fight... I'm not a kid... I don't want to stand behind you... You know... I can protect you, too..."

"But why... Why are you like this too... One by one... I don't want it... Woooooo

In the end, Ling'er slid down, knelt on the bed, hid her face and cried.

She is not a fragile person

On the contrary, she is strong.

Even if there are millions of corpses under her feet, her heart will not be moved.

This is the second time that I have cried for someone else in such a sad way.

At this moment, she seemed to be back to the day when the wolf died.

She was like that, watching, watching the blood flow out of his heart little by little, watching him die laughing...

There is nothing she can do, she can only owe, and she always owes.

"Little thing..."

This is the first time he has seen Ling'er like this, so fragile and helpless, like a crying young beast.

Reaching out, he pulled her into his arms.

The big hand clasped her shoulder, which was trembling slightly from crying.

"Little thing, Lone knows it's wrong, don't cry, be good."

I didn't know what to say to appease her feelings, so I could only follow her wishes.

He knew that his love was selfish. But he couldn't help it, he couldn't see her frightened, bleeding and hurting.

His mood at the moment, her helplessness at the moment, he understood.

The last time she disappeared, he had experienced it firsthand.

She is exactly the same as his love, does that mean that in fact, this little thing also likes him a little?

Thinking of this, Emperor Jitian's heavy mood suddenly relieved a little.

Ling'er didn't know how long she cried, and finally fell asleep in Emperor Jitian's arms.

One big and one small, the two kept hugging posture and spent the night snuggling up to each other.

On April 15, a long-awaited day finally arrived.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up and go to the Apocalypse Palace."

------Off topic------

Last night there was another power outage, tragedy. I can only write so much early in the morning.,Sisters.,Forgive me.,Dust is guilty o(╯□╰)o.

However, I still shamelessly want a monthly pass. (Ah, table beating!) ）

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!

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