On the second day, Shangguan Yu appeared in the Zuiyue Building early in the morning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He is still dressed in a brocade robe, with a light crown and a jade belt buckle around his waist, so he looks reckless and unruly.

He didn't stop much in the middle of the building, bypassing the layers of pavilions and heading straight for the Ruthless Xuan.

Pushing open the door of Ruthless Xuan, the room with the doors and windows closed seemed a little dim.

The candle at the head of the bed was still lit, and the man on the bed was still lying there quietly, as if he was asleep, with a sad face on his face.

Shangguan Yu looked left and right, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

With such a big drunken moon building, the little master of the hall is sick, and there is no half a person to serve, will it be too cold?

He sat down on the edge of the bed boredly and stared straight at the sleeping Wuyou for a long time.

It turned out that the powerful and strong as ice Wuyu suddenly became so weak, which really made him feel uncomfortable for a while.

His life was originally saved by her, and from that moment on, he made up his mind that he would never owe this woman a single thing again.

So far, he really didn't owe her much, but he couldn't help but start paying attention to her.

As a little lord who is away from the hatred of the sky, she is indeed extremely capable, but many times she has risked her life and offset her life.

He knew that this woman had been bent on death from the beginning.

But every time, he was secretly and silently preparing everything for her to protect her safety.

Because he was afraid that this woman who was bent on death would really die suddenly one day, and what reason should he live in the future......

In the entire Heaven of Hatred, there are at least a few people who will be sad and sad because of her death.

He reached out and stroked her curved brow, as if trying to stretch the sadness on her face.

It's a pity that the eyebrows are still twisted gently, perhaps, she is dreaming full of sorrow, and even outside the dream, she is so sad.

As if sensing his movements, the sleeping man moved slightly, his eyelids raised slightly, and a pair of dark and bright eyes gradually opened.

Shangguan Yu looked at it stupidly, and the hand that touched the corner of her eyebrows froze in mid-air.

"Wuyou, are you awake?" He was a little surprised.

She woke up, really woke up.

He felt a surge of joy in his heart, and a bright smile appeared on his face, but he forgot to take his hand away.

But before the joy in his heart became more obvious, the person on the bed just stared at him, only to see her body move slightly, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, it was a heavy punch.

"Ahh Shangguan Yu screamed in pain, and then climbed onto the edge of the bed for some reason, the right side of his face was already red, and it was swollen when he saw it.

"Wuyou, you actually hit me?!"

He stared at Wu You, who had already sat up from the bed, in disbelief, looking at her in disbelief, her punch just now was too heavy......

"I ......"

She wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say, she just stared at her hands in a daze.

Seeing that she was speechless, he felt even more aggrieved in his heart, and began to jump like thunder.

"What am I, even if I touched you just now, you can't slap me in the face, so how can I meet the girls....." He covered his face and said aggrievedly.

"Girl? What girl, who are you, and why did you suddenly appear in my room? ”

She pulled the quilt on herself, and Mu Ne's expression was a little more defensive.

"Who am I? I am ....." Before he finished speaking, he closed his mouth in some surprise, and then asked tentatively again: "Wuyou, you...... Don't know me? ”

"Why should I know you....", she raised her eyebrows and made a posture that wanted to attack.

Shangguan Yu was so confused by her reaction that she was kidding him, right?

But looking at her reaction, how is it different from the calm and ice-like Wuyou before?

At this time, the door was opened with a "creak", and in the morning light, two figures, a red and a white, walked in.

The woman in red held the decoction in her hand, and there was still a trace of heat in the medicine bowl.

Seeing Wuyou waking up and sitting on the bed, but looking at the person next to the bed defensively, they followed the line of sight, and the two of them immediately turned cold.

Hongyao hurriedly put down the medicine tray in his hand, walked up to Shangguan Yu, and reprimanded: "Shangguan Yu, what do you want to do when you come to the small master room so early?" ”

"What can I do? I just kindly came to see her, and as soon as she woke up, she punched me....."

His explanation with a bitter look on his face seemed to contain a great injustice.

"It must be that you want to be rude to the little master, don't I know you yet, the number one fireworks boy in the Imperial Capital City....." Hongyao turned his eyes sideways and glared at Shangguan Yu and said.

"Am I to her? You see how she looks like a woman, how can she ....."

He unconsciously squinted at Wuyou, this look was a little uncontrollable, she looked like a little girl next door at the moment, holding the quilt and looking at him defensively, there was really some pity for me.

"You still watch!"

Hongyao looked at this guy's eyes, pinched his waist with both hands, and exerted his power again.

"Okay, shut up, Wuyu just woke up, let her take medicine and rest."

Leng Xiangfan saw that the quarrel between the two was endless, and then said in a cold voice.

Hongyao no longer quarreled with Shangguan Yu, turned around and brought the decoction that had been specially fried for one night, handed it to Wuyou, and said in a soft voice: "Take the medicine quickly, this is the snow lotus that the lord has brought back with great difficulty, and it has been boiled all night, and it is very effective." ”

As she spoke, she scooped a spoonful and blew it lightly, wanting to feed it to Wuyou.

"Who are you......" Wuyou stared at the woman in red in front of him, and couldn't help but wander, she was so good-looking, but did he know her?

She glanced at the man in white again, elegant and handsome, with flowing clothes, who was he?

"Little master, are you scaring the red medicine again?" Hongyao laughed dryly, and the hand holding the porcelain spoon unconsciously let go and fell on the edge of the bed.

"Little master? Who is the little lord and who are you ......? ”

The people on the bed were still stunned, looking at the group of strange people in front of them, and unconsciously retreated.

Seeing this, Leng Xiangfan stepped forward and forcefully pulled Wuyou's wrist, and in just a moment, she broke free again.

"What do you want to do?" She stared at Leng Xiangfan as if she was guarding against strangers, and there was indifference in her eyes.

"How can this be ......" Leng Xiangfan looked at Wuyou's appearance with some complexity, and his heart sank.

Is it because he didn't grasp the key to the Seven Souls Death Needle? The pulse just now was located at her Baihui acupoint, and there was a qi that could not walk normally in the bloodline, coupled with the cold poison in her body, which caused the breath in her brain to be chaotic.

"What's wrong, Brother Leng?" Hongyao was also startled when he saw Leng Xiangfan's deep face, because the depth on his face was not the usual appearance of Brother Leng.

"The secluded Baihui Acupoint was sealed by a burst of energy, causing her current memory loss." He said.

"So she doesn't remember us?"

Shangguan Yu covered his hot face with pain and asked incredibly.

"For the time being." Leng Xiangfan nodded, his face becoming more and more solemn.

Hongyao looked at the person who was staring at them defensively, like a frightened rabbit, holding the quilt tightly with both hands and refusing to let go, that look, are you afraid of them.....

I don't know why, Hongyao looked at such a Wuyou, and her heart sank for no reason, she couldn't accept it, the Wuyou, who shared the hardships, didn't even remember them.

She walked over with the medicine bowl again, smiled gently, and said, "Little master, you still have injuries on your body, let's drink the medicine first." ”

Wuyou saw that the red medicine was coming again, and unconsciously shrank to the corner of the wall again, staring at the stranger in front of him defensively, as if no one could get close.