After more than half an hour, Luo Qingyu quietly opened his eyes, and saw that the light in the room was slightly flickering and dimming, as if something was faintly disappearing.

Although she lay there silently, her ears could hear all the movements in the room, and she could still hear his slight breathing, which was long and long—

She pretended to be asleep and quietly turned over, and finally saw Emperor Shiyin through her eyelashes.

He sat there in a thin snow-white middle coat, obviously practicing—

It is now the cold winter day of Layue, and the climate of this country of all souls is colder, and the temperature outside is more than ten degrees below zero.

Although this room is a more luxurious room, it is not as good as a modern room, and it can have heating or something.

Even if the insulation is good, the indoor temperature is still around zero.

In such a cold weather, he was wearing such a thin middle coat again, sitting on a cold wooden couch-

Luo Qingyu's heart sank slightly, his injuries had just improved, like this-could it be frostbite?

Then he shook his head in his heart, this person is not an ordinary person at all, he is a real immortal, how can he freeze sick like a mortal?

She closed her eyes again, determined not to that idleness again.

Time slipped by minute by minute in the silence of the two men.

I don't know what's going on with Lu Dao, Luo Qingyu, who has always been sleepy, actually began to have insomnia, although he closed his eyes, he couldn't sleep anyway.

In desperation, she began to use the magic weapon of sleep - counting sheep.

She counted five thousand in her heart, but the more she counted, the more energetic she became, and the more she counted, the more chaotic her heart became......

She lay in one position for a long time, her body was a little sore, so she quietly turned over again, opened her eyes slightly, and saw that Emperor Shiyin was no longer meditating, but reclining on the couch, and there was nothing on her body, and she closed her eyes as if she was asleep.

His body was long, and the small couch couldn't accommodate him at all, so although his body was lying on the couch, his feet were dragging on the ground, and he looked very aggrieved.

Luo Qingyu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, pursed his lips slightly and looked at him lying there, his heart was slightly astringent.

I clenched my fists in the quilt, and I couldn't lie down.

If he meditates and practices and wears such a thin dress, it may be nothing, but he is sleeping peacefully at this time, and if he falls ill from the cold, he is afraid that it will be another trouble-

They are now on the run, and that perverted rival Feng Xiao Xun may follow the trail at any time, and the sooner Emperor Shiyin recovers, the sooner they can be safer, now- not the time for her to be angry with him......

Luo Qingyu figured this out, so he couldn't lie down anymore and quietly came down.

She wore a satin mid-coat, and as soon as she came out of the bed, she shivered, and her hands and feet quickly became cold.

She didn't care about it, so she picked up the quilt next to her, walked over quietly, and the quilt gently covered his body-

After doing all this, she had just breathed a sigh of relief, and her wrist was suddenly grasped by a warm hand!

Luo Qingyu's heart jumped!