Ming Luohua stood in the shadows, his figure did not move, describing a ghost, and the moonlight was silently cast, just shining on the sneer on the corner of his mouth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem-

It's really not an excuse to be in bad health, Ming Luohua couldn't stand it because he had been immersed in the cool air for too long, and after coughing a few times, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Su Yu was in the depths of the peach blossoms, gently shaking her feet far from the ground, looking at him with a sneering expression, and the two words "deserved" were written on her face.

It stands to reason that she is not such an easily angry person, and it stands to reason that she is not a person who likes to interfere with others, but his appearance makes Su Wei feel very angry out of thin air for some reason.

It is probably because this person is born with a temperament that is not abusive, Su Yu thought hatefully, and the hand on the treetop tightened unconsciously.

"Lord Wang, it's time for you to go back to the house." The voice of the maid's kind admonition sounded behind Ming Luohua.

Ming Luohua reflexively waved her hand to signal her to step back, there was no need to stand here as an eyesore.

Unexpectedly, instead of leaving immediately, the owner of the voice came closer and said in a gloomy voice: "If the prince refuses to go back to the house, why don't you leave your life here?" ”

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air hit straight ahead, Ming Luohua narrowly avoided turning around, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Who? ”

"The one who wants your life!" The man reversed the sharp weapon and pounced again, and the faint moonlight fell on her body, shining a rather familiar face, but it was a pity that this person's facial expression, which was usually either timid or blindfolded, was replaced by an expressionless hollowness at this moment, which was chilling at first glance.

A sound came from the ground, holding the sharp weapon, the empty picturesque eyes flashed for a while, as if a little confused, and fell to the ground with a puff, and after the sharp weapon in his hand slipped off, it was slanted on the ground on the side.

After Ruhua fell, Ruzhi was a little flustered and held the murder weapon that smashed people, a somewhat sharp stone, nervously glanced at Ruhua who was smashed and fainted, and asked Ming Luohua uneasily: "Wang...... Lord, are you okay? As...... Picturesque she ......"

Ming Luohua stood calmly in place, his body did not move, and said lightly: "It's under control, who has this guy been in contact with before?" ”

"Slave...... The slave doesn't know. Ruori replied in shame, at a loss.

"Drag her down!" Ming Luohua said with annoyance, there are a lot of this kind of selfish tricks in this palace, there are people who are full of that kind of thing, and naturally there are also fools who think they are trying to kill themselves and try to prove their worth in front of that person...... Speaking of which, though, that guy is the most disgusting thing.

Ruzhi threw the stone, squatted down, and just grabbed the picture's shoulder with one hand, and suddenly looked up and said, "Lord Wang, such as ...... Picturesque...... Can you ......?" there was a deep prayer and sorrow in his expression.

After all, the picturesque was brought up by her, although it was not a weapon, although there were too many shortcomings, but it was true that the only person in this palace who was worthy of trust, if it was...... If even she wasn't there......

Ruzhi frowned sadly, although he knew that in this case, even if the prince disposed of Ruhua, it would be justified, but there were few people available around the prince, coupled with his own selfishness, no matter what, he still didn't want this stupid girl to die in vain, even if he knew that she might be killed by someone one day......

Ming Luohua turned around impatiently and said, "This king is not interested in her rotten life. After speaking, he shook his body slightly and went back to the room.

I've just experienced such a thing, and I really don't have the heart or energy to care about this kind of shit, I don't know which idiot thought of the next three indiscriminate methods!

The night passed quietly, except for the fact that the full moon appeared a little shorter tonight, and for ordinary people, it was just another ordinary night in the three hundred and sixty-five nights.

Ming Luohua didn't sleep too peacefully this night, although his body was extremely tired, all kinds of thoughts in his mind were constantly flooding.

In the early morning of the next day, when he was slightly white, he had quietly opened his eyes, his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat, the thin quilt on his body was sticky with sweat stains and looked a little clammy and uncomfortable, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his whole face looked like a sick Xizi, delicate/panting, and tears.

The first pain was throbbing, his eyes were blurred in the light and darkness, and he thought that he had a fever.

One of the most impressive memories of the fever, my mother stupidly stayed in front of the bed, not knowing how to bring water to herself, not knowing how to cool her body, and not knowing whether to see a doctor, she shed tears of sadness, watching herself be burned to death.

Fortunately, he survived until the doctor was called, instead of being burned alive.

However, what I think back to now is that I was burned dizzy, and a pair of cold hands were always gradually held in the palm of my hand by a pair of warm and soft hands, as if it had a stabilizing and reassuring effect, so I didn't feel very uncomfortable when I burned it.

Ming Luohua closed his eyes, grabbed the pillar protruding from the bed, and staggered to his feet, his eyes closed and he couldn't open them as if they were stuck for some reason.

He tried to raise his hand to touch his forehead, but it weighed a thousand pounds, but it had risen a short distance before it suddenly fell heavily.

Click, the sound was very abrupt in the quiet room.

Not long after, there was the sound of Sisuo outside the house, and then a pleasant female voice came: "Lord Wang, are you awake?" Slaves and maidservants came in and served. ”

Ming Luohua shook his body, unable and unconscious to notice the voice.

The door was pushed open, and with a creak, a slender figure stood at the door, and the delicate face of Ru Weaving was a little dim because of poor spirits at the moment.

She walked slowly to the bed, her eyes tightened, and she said nervously: "Lord Wang, you are sick again!" ”

She immediately turned around and walked to the table in the center of the room, poured a cup of warm water from the teapot on the table, took out the pill she had brought with her, walked back to the bed, and served Ming Luohua to swallow the pill.

Ming Luohua's ugly expression seemed to improve slightly, and she immediately carefully served him to continue to lie down, and when she put her hand on the quilt and was about to cover him, she unexpectedly touched the clammy coldness behind the sweat, and her brows furrowed.

She quickly walked to the wardrobe, took out a few thick winter coats and covered Ming Luohua's body, and then picked up the soaked thin quilt and hurried out of the door.

Not long after, she came in with another quilt, and after brushing off the winter clothes with one hand, she spread out the quilt and covered it gently.

Ming Luohua's breathing was slightly short, and gradually became soothed, as if the medicinal effect was taking effect, and it seemed that the warmth of the quilt warmed the cold body. (To be continued.) )