Physical weakness is not a matter of one or two days, it has probably started since the age of seven or eight, like an annoying relative of his. Wang Chuli was very disgusted with this little problem of herself. It's not a big deal, but it's annoying, like a flea in your clothes, and the fleas don't die, but they bite everywhere, so that there is no good meat on people. Because it doesn't matter, and no one can die, so Wang Chuli also refuses to recuperate a little self-defeatingly, Xiaoqin is sent back by her every time she brings red dates and white fungus soup, Ah Li is tougher, she symbolically takes a small sip, and then puts it on the table, saying, I will drink it later. This is the last bottom line for her to stay unangry.

She didn't know what she was sick with. No one told her, and when asked, she said that she didn't care, girl, nothing happened. I went to see the doctor, and the doctor said that he needed to be recuperated. Soup and medicine have always been supplied, and after nearly ten years, everyone gradually forgot what was wrong with their own lady, and they were alive and kicking every year, and everyone went with her.

Maybe it's bad because it's too lively.

When Wang Chuli started to get dizzy, she didn't think of this stubble - even though she often ran out to play, she bumped into it, although there were many bruises and scars, but after all, there was no blood.

Ahh More than one piece, more than once, Wang Chuli was really annoyed by her fragile skin, thinking that it was caused by the family environment that made her unable to get enough sunlight.

Basking in the sun didn't help, and even made her dizzy.

Damn, why can my brother fight on the battlefield, as long as he hits something, he will be in pain all day and all night. She was not convinced or compromised, and she was unwilling to tell others about her physical condition, until this moment-

From the moment she woke up, her headache gradually worsened. When Lu Shihagi spoke, she listened attentively at first, but gradually she became absent-minded and powerless: she felt tired, she woke up and still didn't feel recovered, she was more tired than before she closed her eyes. Sleepiness was supposed to be a sweet feeling, but it became sour and bitter after that, and at last she began to feel pain, and it was a pair of hands that tore her hair and dragged her into the endless darkness, and she had to go from ignoring to resisting. Put up a desperate struggle. Unable to resist.

At the same time, she smelled blood. The blood was coming from herself, and she wouldn't be unaware. The blood was like a stream, gushing out of the spring of her body, meandering and intermingling, stretching outward, from a small wisp to a lump, a piece, a pool, not like flowing outward, but sucking outward, asking for all her blood.

Maybe it started when she broke through that door and got hit by the hidden weapon. The pear blossoms are as dense as the rain, and it is almost impossible to avoid them all at once, so injuries are inevitable. But she really couldn't imagine that this wound under the ribs, which was so small that it was not visible to the naked eye and did not hit the vital point, and the wound that would heal automatically after only a while of rest, was bleeding continuously, bleeding, silently, and seductively - this headache was a headache of blood loss, and it would really kill her.

Lu Shihagi was used to smelling blood, and it was not that no one had died here, and there was a little smell left, and he thought it was normal. When Wang Chuli fainted, he suddenly woke up: this smell of blood did not seem to be there at the beginning, but gradually appeared, and it started from Wang Chuli.

Although it was light, when he held her, his arm sank vigilantly, because he felt "wrong"—the girl's soft body was right, but it was not warm but cold, not dry but wet—wet!

He took out a hand, put it to his nose and sniffed it, the strong smell of blood almost exploded into his nose and body, through the dim light, he saw the blood on his hands, as if to twist a handkerchief stained with water, and it was not water but blood, this blood was soaked through Wang Chuli's layers of clothes, and finally penetrated the last barrier just now, he looked down at Wang Chuli, the white clothes she was wearing had been stained with mottled blood.

Lu Shihagi remembered something. When I helped her take out the "Spring Rain" before, she had blood. At that time, he only thought it was strange that such a small wound could still bleed, and the girl was too delicate. He thought he would get out of the way, so he put her back on her clothes. He only thought about detoxification, not about stopping the bleeding. This is his failure to do it, so this thing that has not been done well has to be done all over again now.

Lu Shihao called in a low voice: "Miss Wang." Wang Chuli. Feed. ......”

No response, no response. He hugged her and lifted her to the ground, seeing her snow-white face and lips. It seemed that the last bit of blood on her body had been lost with the wound.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Lu Shihagi closed his eyes and whispered, "Wait until you wake up and beat me." ”

His hands trembled, and he untied her loose clothes. He moves very carefully. The soaked clothes one by one, untied one piece, the one inside became even more red, it was like a piece of cloth soaked in the red dye vat, and the bloody smell choked the nose. It's like peeling off a shell, and inside is a snow-white, smooth and tender egg white, but the inside may be empty.

Lu Shihagi saw her wounds. The wound is not big, it is still a thin needle hole, but the blood is impatient, it is trying to rush out, every drop of blood is bigger than the wound, rushing outward, surging and violent.

Oh my God, she's bleeding all the time. She shed so much blood. She's going to die.

Lu Shihagi usually tries to avoid getting himself injured. People with strong martial arts skills are rarely injured, and most of them are irreparably fatal injuries. Therefore, the medicine that can stop bleeding in Lu Shihagi's whole body is only a small bottle of gold sore medicine.

Gold sore medicine should be very effective. The gold sore medicine is to boil the three herbs of rosin, lard and yellow wax until melted, filter out the dregs and wait for it to cool, and then add the extremely fine grinding musk, camphor, catechu, blood exhaustion, borneol, stir well and store it in porcelain. After using it, if you are injured by a sharp weapon or fall down, as long as you apply it upward, it will immediately stop bleeding and stop the pain, and there will be no risk of wound infection.

Lu Shihagi immediately took out the medicine and prepared to apply it to her. He hadn't felt so panicked for a long time, maybe he was used to being cautious, he was always perfect, so the sudden mistake made him suddenly nervous - no, there shouldn't be such an unprepared thing. She pressed her cold, silky waist to the wound that continued to bleed—his hand shook and half a bottle of powder spilled out and covered it.

With this sprinkling, Lu Shihagi trembled and calmed down a lot. Could it be too much? He stared at the wound, which seemed to continue to bleed faintly. However, after all, it was a gold sore medicine, and the blood was faint, and the moment it reached the edge of the powder, it finally stopped-Lu Shihao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then he found that he was in a cold sweat, as if he couldn't stop it like blood.

He killed countless people, and there were all kinds of ways to die, and he was unmoved by any situation, because it was all expected by him. But this unexpected thing really left an indelible impression on him, the taste of failure was too terrifying, he didn't know whether he was worried about Wang Chuli's safety, or afraid that His Royal Highness King Shen would be angry, or concerned about his own life.

Wang Chuli's current situation, I have to call the doctor to take a look. Just stopping her bleeding only made her die more slowly, after all, if she lost so much blood, she would definitely die.

He couldn't let Wang Chuli stay here. He had to send her out, after His Royal Highness King Shen returned, before Wang Liefeng could not find his sister and come here—he took off his coat and draped it over Wang Chuli to make the blood less noticeable, and then he picked her up and heard the click of blood dripping onto the ground. He breathed inward, walked to the edge of the dungeon, knees raised, tapped an inconspicuous mechanism on the wall, and from afar there was the roar of machinery turning, and when the door opened, there was a brisk click.

Wang Chuli in her arms seemed to move slightly, or it was the stimulation of the light outside, or a cool breeze blowing through her hair.

Lu Shihagi thought that it was a light that he hadn't seen for a long time, but he saw it too early, and he didn't know if there would be any retribution.

According to His Royal Highness King Shen's intentions, he should be out of the dungeon at this moment and take his place outside the living room. Wang Liefeng should be here soon, and then he will have to be responsible for the safety of His Royal Highness King Shen, although His Royal Highness King Shen is very tricky for others, but if you want to subdue Wang Liefeng, it will have to be his intervention to barely succeed. This was his prior judgment.

But now the situation is different, the Wang Chuli in his hand is in urgent need of treatment, and he has to go out, just hoping that time will pass slower and His Royal Highness King Shen will come back later. But how late can it be? He couldn't tell.

However, when he walked down the aisle and was about to reach the exit, he heard Zhao Yan's voice-

"General Wang, how are you doing lately? Bianjing's big fish and meat, good wine and good food, you are quite used to eating?—— just kidding, General Wang, I really feel that we haven't seen each other for a day, like every other three autumns. ”

Lu Shihagi was cold.

What to do. What to do. He was sweating and sweating.

Today is really the most frustrating day in Lu Shihagi's life.

"What's the matter, General Wang, what are you thinking?"

“...... It's nothing. Wang Liefeng looked up vigilantly, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. The feeling tormented him for a day, hazy and hazy, with a slight headache and nausea, which made him tremble—something he rarely felt, except about his sister. As long as he hasn't seen her so far, Wang Liefeng's bad premonition will not stop.

Zhao Yan noticed his abnormality and asked him with a smile if he was okay. The maid next to her walked over with a smile and came to Wang Liefeng's side, the fragrant and soft aroma was approaching, Wang Liefeng reacted in a cold sweat, shook his head and said that he was fine, and took a step back awkwardly, coughing, "It's just colder." ”

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's cold, my house is like spring all year round, you also know this, General Wang, why do you suddenly feel cold?" "Is it that you have been away from me for too long, and you have been blown stupid by the wild wind in Bianjing, and you have been walking around my house for a long time, so you feel that you can't adapt to it all of a sudden?"

The maid sat on Zhao Li's lap, Zhao Tong stroked her silky hair and back, her hand extended all the way down, the maid turned into a puddle of water, and the whole front body was soft on him, which was a warm spring.

Zhao Li's manor is indeed unusually intricate and deep, with countless doors and walls, which has already begun to appear when Wang Chuli came all the way from near the palace: even if it leads to Zhao Li's mansion, he doesn't know where it will come out, and the stalker will end up in a passive situation. As soon as you walk in, the enclosed courtyard with high walls and deep courtyards oppresses people who can't breathe, the gables are pressed to the top, the doors are deep and the alleys are heavy, and the detour is like a maze, and it always takes several circles to reach the living room. At this time, the visitors were already exhausted, and the momentum was exhausted.

Therefore, Zhao Tong has reason to suspect that Wang Liefeng is tired after experiencing a lot of bad things. So Zhao Yan smiled at Wang Liefeng, this thought made him happy.

Unexpectedly, Wang Liefeng also smiled and said: "His Royal Highness King Shen said yes, that is." "——Wang Liefeng also knows his temper, and he knows how to make him angry, if he has to fight him, the consequences will be devastating, and it will indeed make Zhao Yan angry.

Zhao Tong was indeed a little angry. Zhao Yan sneered and said, "My temper is really bad, Wang Liefeng." ”

Wang Liefeng looked at his eyes and said meaningfully: "I am a martial artist, I only know how to fight, if I bump into His Royal Highness King Shen and don't know it, please be magnanimous with His Royal Highness King Shen." ”

"General Wang, sit. You've worked hard. Zhao Yan didn't care too much, and stroked the maid's hair with a calm face. When he arrived in the living room, he took the lead in sitting down, and he didn't care about Wang Liefeng's feelings-Wang Liefeng?

However, the ups and downs of Wang Liefeng's emotions also meant that he showed his handle. What Wang Liefeng cared about was in Zhao Li's hands, even if he was angry, he didn't dare to act rashly.

The terrifying expression faded from Zhao Yan's face again, and turned back into that cold and indifferent smile. Wang Liefeng still didn't sit down, Zhao Yan picked up the teapot and prepared to pour himself a cup to drink, but the water was just dripping and lying coldly at the bottom of the cup.

Zhao Tong was stunned for a moment and said, "Lu Shihagi." ”

But no one answered him.

Damn it. Is Lu Shihagi deaf and can't hear, or is he limp and can't walk? Or just put the girl to sleep - yes, he doesn't have such interest.

Wang Liefeng looked at him with his arms around and said with a smile: "Lord Lu may be absent from something." ”

Zhao Yan sneered: "In addition to eating and sleeping, a dog is waiting for the master to come back, where can he go?

Wang Liefeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes." I'm also waiting for His Royal Highness King Shen to tell me something, and I'm looking forward to it. ”

"Don't worry, General Wang. Drink tea first," Zhao Yan smiled instead of being angry, looking patiently waiting for Lu Shi to come over. He sat in his position, his hand caressed the wall of the cup, his expression was uncertain, and suddenly he gritted his teeth, pushed away the maid on his body, and threw the cup to the ground, and the cold water and ceramic shards fell to the ground together, at the same time, the maid let out a soft exclamation, and ran out of the door, Wang Liefeng remembered Lin Long who he had met in the restaurant before.

I saw Zhao Yan raise his voice, and called again unhurriedly, without anger: "Lu Shihao!"

He didn't have any tone, anger or anything like that, he couldn't hear it at all, just dead silence, and everything he said was dead silence at a different volume, because his own feelings were thin. His call made the calligraphy and paintings on the walls of the living room tremble, and the roof rattled and fell debris.

Wang Liefeng knew that Lu Shihagi was a person. Lu Shihagi never makes mistakes, especially by Zhao Li's side, it is simply his intimate little padded jacket, what Zhao Yan wants to do, needless to say, Lu Shihagi can immediately understand and prepare in advance, but why is he missing this time - therefore, Zhao Yan is so angry, this is simply a big rebellion.

Fortunately, there were no more serious consequences, because after Zhao Tong shouted Lu Shihao's name for the second time, Lu Shihao's footsteps were approaching - he heard his hurried and flustered footsteps, so flustered that Wang Liefeng was surprised: How could Lu Shihao have such emotions, how could he let himself be full of flaws just when he walked?

Lu Shihagi appeared from outside the door and walked over in a dashing manner. When he appeared, his face was Wang Liefeng's familiar smiling expression, the smile of a handsome young man, which always made people feel like a spring breeze, but Lu Shihao's smile only had any emotions and countermeasures in the face of any problems, just like Wang Liefeng stepped forward and tried to grab him by the collar, and he only took a slight step back to avoid his grasp, and said with a smile: "Are you so excited to see me, General Wang." ”

Wang Liefeng almost exploded, exuding an aggressive formation, and said angrily: "You don't pretend to be pretending, Lu Shihao." Where's my sister now?"

"Ah, what sister?" Lu Shihao's answer was exactly the same as Zhao Li's ridicule before, and there was a bit of hateful innocence, "General Wang, what are you talking about, this matter is not something I can decide, why just bully me as an errand and don't ask our Royal Highness King Shen?"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Tong again.

Zhao Yan asked, "Where have you been?"

Lu Shihagi bowed his head apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness King Shen, just now Xiao Xiao suddenly left for a while, who knew that His Highness would come back at this time, so he hurriedly ran over." ”

Zhao Yan said: "Is there something urgent? When will the things I arrange for you be completed?"

"Your Highness forgives your sins. Lu Shihao turned his head to Wang Liefeng and said, "General Wang, do you have something to talk to Your Highness? ”

Wang Liefeng snorted.