Floating like a dream, is it the past or clouds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Time flies, whether it is the sea or the mulberry field.

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"Phew... Wow... Wow...... At the beginning of the ninth day, I heard the simple and melodious sound of the bell, as if it came from the sky. It is very pleasant, the sound is gripping and touching, like a symphony of souls. Jiu Chu opened his eyes and looked at the chaos around him, and there was nothing......

No wind raised a bunch of hair, Jiu Chu was shocked to find when his head had become longer, and he saw that his clothes had also changed, and there were dark lines embroidered with silver threads on his white clothes, which were very beautiful, low-key and luxurious, and felt a little cool and silky. The air changed into a rainbow of light, and among them was a bird in a colorful feather coat that flew around it, chirping happily...

The scene turned, the colorful birds were still crying, a road appeared under the feet, both sides were full of colorful unknown beautiful flowers, the beginning of the ninth unconsciously stepped out, as if stepping on the clouds, the flowers trembled happily, and they bloomed one after another, it seemed to be very happy to the arrival of the beginning of the nine, I don't know how long I walked, there were no flowers just now, looking at the clouds under my feet, through the gaps in the clouds, I saw the mountains and rivers below, and the white cranes not far away. That's when I realized I was standing in the clouds......"

Feng Xiaotian hugged Jiu Chu, crying incessantly, just now it was like a greedy scarlet snow, but now it is lying down and moving.

Hei Zhuo also has a lot of colors on his body, looking at the lifeless Jiu Chu, his heart is also sad, is it just gone? ......

"Wow, ah... Why? A handful of snot and a handful of tears, and his hands were still shaking Jiuchu from time to time.

"Stop, don't shake her, you're going to shake her to death..."Bu Tianyi hurriedly swept Feng Xiaotian's hand away.

This is what Master Feiyu told him to bring back to the mountain, but now he is dying.

Bu Tianyi probed the snort of Jiuchu, which came and went.

Several people looked at Bu Tianyi's reaction nervously, and their hearts were stuck in their necks......

I touched my neck again, and it was still beating, it was alive, and it was saved, but it was also hanging by a thread...

Without breathing a sigh of relief, he patted his chest.

"What's wrong? Is there still gas? Qing Song hurriedly asked.

"Yes, weak, but alive. But don't let him shake, in a moment, you have to shake her to death. I have to find a doctor immediately, and if I delay a little longer, I can almost dig a pit, and it's lucky to see that this wound is near the chest, but it seems to be poisoned......"

Without waiting for Bu Tianyi to finish speaking, Qing Song pushed Feng Xiaotian away, afraid that Feng Xiaotian would shake or delay time again, so he picked up Jiu Chu, and looked up again, as if he was looking for a medical hall.

In the hurry, the body was a little unstable.

"Let's go to the king's other courtyard! I've brought the Imperial Doctor. "Feng Xiaotian heard that there was still salvation, and he didn't blame Qingsong for his disrespect.

"Let's go to his courtyard! A royal doctor is better than a barefoot doctor! I don't have time to go to the hospital anymore......" Chu Ziyu's warm voice sounded, and he gave pertinent advice and agreed that where to go for this unknown prince, there is no problem with a few of them.

Shi Xia didn't like Jiuchu in the first place, and it was the limit to save people. The head was tilted to one side and there was no superfluous speech.

Bu Tianyi nodded in agreement.

"Hurry up and lead the way," Qing Song urged.

Jiuchu in his arms is quiet and fragile, thin like only a handful of bones, and he doesn't feel distressed and pitiful.

The road was silent and speechless, Hei Zhuo supported the wind howling sky, and Qing Song followed closely with Jiu Chu in his arms.

Passing through several streets, Feng Xiaotian walked too fast, and experienced another life and death, a little rough, if it wasn't for the black burning, I'm afraid he would have sat down paralyzed.

Finally walked to a fairly clean place, only to see the door hanging "Anranju" hot stamping plaque.

Looking at the wind full of hanging colors, as soon as the little prince came back, the guards at the door hurriedly greeted him.

Respectfully and concernedly: "Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?" The minion immediately went to find Imperial Doctor Chu. ”

"Don't hurry up and call him to the living room, no... Tell him to come to the guest room. The wind roared weakly.

"Yes, yes......" I saw that the guard had already run out, and as he ran, he quickly disappeared from sight.

The other guard looked at the prince followed by several people, all of whom were very angry, and one of them was still holding a small doll. Seeing that he stepped into the door, the prince did not stop him, it should be together.

The elegant and beautiful courtyard that was built, but no one went to watch it at the moment, walked through the nine-curved corridor, rockery bonsai, everywhere is carefully arranged, and it is also in line with the identity of the prince.

Finally walked to a garden 'Lotus Garden', walked into the eye is a pond, which is planted with countless lotus flowers, although there are no flowers in this season, but the lotus leaves are infinitely green, a verdant color.

"Here!" The wind howled, pushed open a door, and walked in.

This is the largest and best room in the house, usually used to entertain distinguished guests, elegant carved wooden chairs, on the side of the tea table, there are some delicate things, on both sides of the inner door are placed a pair of huge blue and white porcelain vases, hanging light-colored curtains, so that people can not peek inside.

At this time, he didn't want to let Jiu Chu live in.

Regardless of his identity, Feng Xiaotian opened the curtain and let Qing Song walk in with Jiu Chu in his arms, this is his life-saving benefactor.

Qing Song gently put Jiu Chu on the bed, looked at the door, and waited for the arrival of the imperial doctor.

I just hope that the imperial doctor will come soon, soon, soon.

Bu Tianyi and the three of them also entered the room, just waiting outside the curtain, Bu Tianyi and Chu Ziyu had a worried look on their faces, hoping that the little doll would be safe.

In this moment of silence, a somewhat old voice came in.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?" I saw a somewhat mellow old man, carrying a medicine box, running in, not so much running, it looked more like rolling, very funny.

"I'm fine, look at her, she's poisoned, and she got a stab in the chest......"

Feng Xiaotian pulled Chu Shitong's sleeve and went to the inner room, his tone anxious.

"I see, I look at ......" Chu Shitong was pulled to the window of the inner room before he could kick his breath, and when he saw the tattered prince, he didn't care about himself at this time, and just wanted to let himself see the person on the bed, who was the little prince so worried.

Lying on the bed was a skinny little doll, who looked less than ten years old, with an ugly complexion, some purple lips, obviously poisoned, and although there was a dirty little face, it could be seen that it was a beautiful embryo.

The blood stains on the clothes on the chest have coagulated a little, and they appear dark red, and there are many small wounds on the exposed skin elsewhere......

Chu Shitong stretched out his index finger and middle finger and sighed at the pulse of Jiuchu, which came and went.

It's not clear!

Lives hang by a thread...