From the second half of the night, he sat unmoved. Not because of weakness and tiredness, but because of the complete loss of sensation in both legs.

The frequent attacks of red gall finally led to the blockage of blood vessels, and the blood flow was blocked, the first few times he was just a little unconscious in his calves, and now the numb area has spread above the knees, and last night when he wrote, he felt that the wrist joints were also a little disobedient.

This was to be expected, the movement of the limbs was gradually lost, and the condition would deteriorate day by day since the ginger crossbow finally shattered his substitute scales.

Now it's only temporary, using acupuncture, pushing the uterus to pass the blood and other methods to stimulate it, open the occluded blood veins, and still recover, but if you don't cure the root cause and help the source, let the spiritual power continue to flow like this, will it continue to worsen in the future, or even become permanent, he really doesn't dare to say.

It's not something he can control, his will can shift.

No matter how tough and stoic he is, when the time comes, he will be paralyzed, and he can't hide it.

And Jiang Chiyu's army of 200,000 is still waiting for him in front, calculating the time, at this point, it is estimated that he is cursing him to death with the most vicious words in heaven and earth, and at the same time rushing here with a whip, anxious to fight him to the death! If you see him like this now, I am afraid that I can't even laugh straight!

Hmph, Jiang Chiyu! Thinking of these three words, he couldn't help but punch his already unconscious leg!

One punch!

Until the numb legs, I can gradually feel the coldness and tingling.

Don't worry, I won't just die like this, let alone let you die! I will pay back as much as you owed my mother! I will let you suffer for as many years as you have caused her to suffer! If you cause me and my eldest brother to lose their mother at a young age, I will want your five sons to die in front of you one by one!

He was out of breath, and his heart ached with grief and indignation. He took two deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and then struggled to his feet a little, a little bit, hand and foot on the ground.

His legs, which had just regained consciousness, were weak, and he only took two steps, and his knees went limp, and he fell to the ground again. There was already a thin layer of snow on the ground, and there was a slight noise around it, presumably the soldiers were getting ready.

He was a little anxious, tried several times, not only could he not stand up, but when he moved slightly, his heart pounded, and his eyes blackened. He smiled bitterly, but these are the last few steps, do you really want to climb back like Qinglan said?

A pair of warm little hands gently hugged him from behind, pulled him up, and dusted him off the snow and snow.

"Momo!" all the hatred and unwillingness in his heart disappeared, and he said happily in an instant.

"Fool, you can't walk, why don't you call me? So close, I'm sure I can hear you when you call me?" she seemed to be used to seeing him so embarrassed, and scolded without opening her mouth.

"I ...... I'm afraid you'll sleep," he explained. No way, when he saw her, he always said clumsily, "It's good that you just came out." ”

Ah Mo glared at him, skillfully lifted him, supported most of his weight with his small body, and gloated as he walked: "I shouldn't have come out, let your soldiers see their handsome embarrassed appearance for a while! Let them all be destroyed!"

Jinghua smiled, they really had a good heart. He collapsed weakly in the snow, and she just happened to go out to deliver the carbon.

She's always so coincidental, they're really meant to be.

Ah Mo glanced at him with disdain, the face that was whiter than snow was still smiling, and he was still smiling as handsome as Zhilan, it was really incorrigible!

Fool, she scolded in her stomach, do you know that I go to the door every half an hour to wait for you, and I have come out seven or eight times in one night?

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Sure enough, there was a warm brazier burning in the tent, and there was fragrant hot tea.

The most important thing is to have a lovely her.

Jinghua half-leaned on the couch, coughing intermittently, his vision blurred, but he refused to close his eyes. That lovely her was finally close at hand, and he wanted to take a good look at her, and he was busy all night, but he didn't see her enough, and he didn't see her enough. But she still refused to sit well, walking around, so that he could not see clearly.

She didn't seem to sleep before he came back, occupying his table, not knowing what was going on. She piled a lot of things on the table, even the kettle and tea set were moved to the floor, and on top of them were several large pots of soil, buckets of water, flowers, grass, and other things that he couldn't name...... Ding-dong, I don't know what to do.

He smiled helplessly. She always can't stop, so it's okay, if she is really alone in the future, she won't be bored.

"Momo, what are you doing?" he asked curiously.

"You said the one on the table?" she didn't look up, "I'll tell you when it's done." ”

"Momo. She must have been busy boiling the water now, and he heard the sound of the water boiling and the lid of the pot open.

"What's wrong?" she finally walked over and looked at him, a hint of worry between her eyebrows, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm fine," he coughed twice in a suppressed manner, the uninterrupted sharp pain in his heart making him willful and unreasonable, "you...... Don't walk around, just sit here and let me watch. ”

"If you don't walk around, what should I do if the porridge is mush?" she glanced at him, "Look at me, can you eat it?"

"Yes," he gasped several times with each word, but his words were so immensely and beautifully, "that if you let me look at it twice, I'll ...... Comfortable. ”

"Cut!" she ignored him. I think how honest and shy he was at the beginning, and now he can open his mouth to come to any meaty thing. She really got ...... Well, it's getting more and more tasteful!

She wanted to laugh. yes, she wanted to laugh. But the corners of his mouth that should have been curved upwards were somehow in the opposite direction, and the lips that should have been open and laughing were tightly pursed, and a lot of tears came out of his eyes.

Don't cry, don't cry!

This hateful man, who laughs and grins himself, always makes her cry! She is becoming less and less like herself, she hates this, she wants that heartless, arrogant Ah Mo to come back quickly!

"Silly girl, what are you crying about?" he still laughed, and his light appearance seemed like adding fuel to the fire to her, "It's just ...... Losing a scale is not a serious illness. ”

She simply didn't do anything, let the tears fall down, and said in a vicious voice: "You still laugh, you still laugh! My father said that I have never shed a tear since I was 300 years old, but after I got to know you, I basically cried once every two or three days! You dare to ask me what I cry about!"

She cried so hard that she pulled up the sleeves of his plain white coat, blew her nose fiercely, and then scolded: "You are always pretending to be heroic and dashing outside, in front of your generals and soldiers, and when you come back, you will only show me a dead and strange look! Can you be a bastard again? You, you are the best bastard in the world!"

She threw herself on him and whimpered, Jinghua raised her hand and gently touched her hair, sighed gloomily, and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that I have such a ...... Bastard, hehe, I always thought I was pretty good. ”

His handkerchief was already stained with blood, and he quietly threw it away, so he could only use his sleeve to wipe her tears, and just rolled it up, but he thought that even the sleeve had been blown by her, and he had to roll another one with a smile.

Ah Mo raised his head and obediently let him wipe it. His hands and fingers are slender and knobly, and he should be very beautiful whether he wields a sword or holds a sword......

"Ahh

There was a row of clear small tooth marks on the wrist of her left hand that wiped her tears just now, and it was also stained with shiny saliva. Ah Mo seemed to be in a happy mood and said triumphantly, "yes, what's wrong?"

Jinghua smiled, "What does a bastard taste like?"

Ah Mo licked his tongue, as if he was reminiscing, "I have lost a little weight, but the effect of relieving qi is very good." ”

Jinghua smiled, consciously picked up her other hand, and sent it to him, "Princess Momo, please...... Ahem, please use it slowly. ”

Ah Mo is also measured, although he is lying comfortably in the house, his face is even more pale and colorless than when he sat in the snow just now, knowing that he doesn't have much energy to make trouble with her anymore. Anyway, she cried and cried, scolded and scolded, all the negative energy was dissipated, now it's time to cheer up and take good care of him!

"It's enough for today! Keep this share, it's mine, and I'll use it another day!" she kissed him lightly on his outstretched hand, "Can you eat some porridge? You haven't eaten anything today, right? ”

Jinghua thought for a while and said, "It's okay, just take the medicine." ”

He didn't say it, but Ah Mo also knew that he really had no appetite, and if he was forced to eat porridge, he was afraid that he would vomit it immediately, and she couldn't bear to let him suffer this again, so she relied on him. As for the medicine, he hated it even more, but Jiang Chiyu arrived in a blink of an eye, and no matter how disgusted he was, he had to pinch his nose and eat it.

Ah Mo took the small porcelain bottle of Miao Yuan, poured out two pills, and dissolved them in water. As soon as it was brought to him, Jinghua's brows furrowed deeply, and the pungent smell of medicine stimulated his face to turn blue, and he was nauseous for a while.

"Jinghua. She handed the bowl over, refusing.

He nodded, and just as he brought the bowl to his mouth, he suddenly let go again, and lowered his head on the edge of the bed and vomited wildly. He hadn't eaten anything for two days, and he couldn't vomit anything at all, just tossing back and forth in his stomach.

He was propped up on the edge of the bed, his hands trembling slightly, and his whole body looked thin and pale. Ah Mo held the bowl of medicine, and his heart was also smoked bitterly, even if he endured it outside, it looked infinitely beautiful, and he laughed and behaved in front of himself, pretending to be nothing, but in the end, the final bitterness still had to be secretly hidden by him to taste it, and no one could help him.