Nangong Yao went back to freshen up, and after coming out again, he looked a lot better.

In the middle of the night, the candle flame in the room flickered vaguely, and the warm yellow light filled the air with an ambiguous atmosphere, and the woman on the bed was a little pale, lying on the hollow carved bed with her eyes closed.

Nangong Yao couldn't help but kiss her smooth forehead and murmured, "Qianqian, wake up quickly." ”

The wings of her nose were filled with a pleasant fragrance, a familiar masculine breath enveloped her, her long and dense eyelashes slowly stirred, and her eyes opened tiredly, and she saw the obvious joy on the enlarged handsome face......

"Qianqian, you're finally awake."

Nangong Yao looked at the eyes that looked at him, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and felt a kind of excitement that he had lost and recovered.

Nangong Qianqian wanted to get up, but the pain in her chest made her unable to hold back her breath, "......" She frowned at the bandaged wound, and there was doubt in her eyes.

"Don't move, what do you want to do, I'll come."

Because of her actions, there were blood stains on the gauze again, and Nangong Yao said distressedly.

"What's wrong with me?"

The weak voice was a little hoarse, and the doubts in his eyes made Nangong Yao stunned......

"You...... Forgot? ”

The voice seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, and the eyes were full of incredulity, why was this happening?

Nangong Qianqian shook her head, feeling a headache, so she said weakly: "Didn't I just kill a low/cheap man who wanted to me?" Why am I hurt? ”

She remembered that in the end, she seemed to see her father coming, and no one hurt her......

Nangong Yao breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that she deliberately chose to forget that memory, so it's good.

"It's okay, he didn't die, he hurt you later, but fortunately, the emperor arrived in time."

That unpleasant memory, just like this, she didn't forget it all.

Nangong Qianqian let out a suspicious sigh, muttering in her heart, impossible, even if she is already dead, will she still cheat the corpse?

"Where's my father? And what else do you have to do, are you done? ”

Remembering what the two said that day, Feng Yan looked at him and asked.

Nangong Yao looked at her, who had never known what sorrow was, and she was also beginning to worry about these things, but why, this growth made his heart like a needle prick?

The slender hands were afraid that she would catch a cold, so he pulled the quilt forward, so that her whole body was buried on the bed, leaving only her head to come out, and the big round eyes looked at him with doubts, and suddenly began to miss her a few days ago......

"It's already arranged, don't worry, take care of your injuries."

I don't want her to worry too much, I don't want her to worry about these things.

The thin hands struggled out of the quilt, holding his hand tightly, and there was a trace of firmness in the girl's eyes, and said: "You can not promise me anything else, but I want to avenge our children!" ”

The lost child is an eternal pain in their hearts, an insurmountable mustard!

"Qianqian, I will."

Pulling out the hand she was holding and covering the cold hand, Nangong Yao always felt that these hands were so cold and cold......

Nangong Qianqian's heart suddenly thought of something, so she retracted her hands like an electric shock, looked at the puzzled gaze, and had to explain with a dry smile: "Cool." ”

Nangong Yao didn't think much about it, she must be hungry, so she turned around and went to take down the food box that someone had prepared for her.