After smelling it, he didn't care what Du Yu's reaction was, but continued to babble at the person lying on the cold ice bed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You may not have thought that Ling'er would marry Cen Yuqian's third son, hmph, how could Cen Yuqian think that in a circle, our descendants got together again, but it is a pity that his son is much better than him, otherwise, I will do my best to rescue her, your child is your continuation."

"How could she be having a bad day? I said that your brother only has the immediate interests of the family, you said that you wanted to hand over Ling'er to him, I just didn't agree, but that was your last wish, I didn't expect that person to give up using Ling'er to achieve greater benefits, I didn't expect Ling'er to really like him, Cen Yuqian's third son is really not like him, he is a child raised by his sister-in-law, loyal and benevolent. I think you'll be happy too. ”

"You see, their child's name is Ah Heng, and he was raised by them very well, just like you. Alley, open your eyes and look at me again. No, look at your child again, her eyes are like yours, and her nose is high but she is just like him. ”

Du Yu sat on the side of the cold ice bed, his eyes resting on this beautiful woman. She didn't look like a corpse at all, she was like she was asleep, her face was a little paler, and she had no heartbeat.

She doesn't know how to describe what she thinks now, how she feels now, but she thinks of her father's love since she was a child, her mother's love, and even the special treatment from Mr. 'Du'... Father and mother naturally don't need to say much, but such a celebrity gave her any kind of care, and gave her infinite love for the first time, saying that she cast his eyes, but the truth is always difficult to tell.

My grandfather is also absolutely fond of my mother, is it guilty? Be... And the maternal grandmother... Does she know that too? Isn't the mother her biological daughter?

Du Yu was a little inexplicable, unconsciously curled up her legs, hugged tightly, but still couldn't withstand the chills on her body, she didn't want to think deeply, everything, she was afraid that everything in the end would not belong to her.

After smelling and speaking, I began to prepare.

He took out the medicinal materials that had been prepared one by one and arranged them neatly, the Netherworld Grass in the jade box, the Double Snake Orchid, and the medicine that had been prepared recently.

When Du Zhen came to his senses, he saw that Wen had already prepared everything next to him.

I saw that I took out the medicinal soup that I had cooked in my lodging, and in order to keep the most effective moment of making the potion, I added the other herbs one by one in order.

Du Yu looked at the person who smelled like he was in the gods, as if he was doing these things that seemed to be in a dream through a layer of fog, and put the fiery red double snake orchid into it, and the medicinal soup seemed to be boiling and swallowing the herbs that smelled just put into it.

The original black medicinal soup turned into a fiery red, like a chemical experiment, adding other chemical agents, a chemical reaction occurred, and the red light reflected the smell of the face bewitching and crazy.

Du Yu didn't know if he should step forward to help Smell do these crazy things, or let himself have no sense of existence.

When the smell of the last step was done, the most important step was added, the enticing aroma filled the entire space, and Du Yu watched as the medicinal soup turned into a transparent color, and finally the decoction was completely converging, like clear water.

It smelled but quite excited, and the final result of this decoction was the same as that recorded in the ancient recipe.

Du Yu saw that Wen Wen gently hugged Du Huali half, picked up the medicinal soup he had just made with his other hand, put it on his bright red lips, and slowly fed it in.

The last drop of consciousness was fed into the woman's mouth.

The white face was full of blood, and a layer of blood flowed in it, slowly becoming ruddy.

Du Yu seemed to see the woman's long eyelashes fluttering, and he still hugged the woman tightly, unwilling to blink, so he kept looking at her and watching her wake up.

Time passes bit by bit, it seems to be a long time, and it seems to be a short time.

The posture of the smell has not changed.

But it seems that time has spoken for itself, there are gods like the Nether Grass, which make people flesh and bones, and there are dragons that are only in mythology, but she has never woken up.

Du Yu's face was full of tears at some point, and she closed her eyes and slept next to the cold bed.

When Du Yu woke up, she couldn't tell whether it was day or night, she didn't know how long Wen Zi had been in this with her, but Wen Qi had maintained the same posture from beginning to end, but Du Yu could clearly feel the anger on Wen Qi's body, which was being consumed little by little.

She still couldn't open her eyes after all. Maybe she has arranged everything and has nothing to love, maybe she has already drunk that bowl of Meng Po soup and crossed the Nai He Bridge.

I just hope to see you again in the next life.

What else could she do? She couldn't do anything.