Phrasing! Obviously, she went back to save him! Instead of her going back to him!!

Shan Qianxue howled in her heart, thought about it seriously, and said.

"Don't be grateful to me. I'm not a chivalrous woman who roars when the road is uneven. Not even a faithful servant. If you hadn't exempted me from the sixty boards yesterday, today, your life or death has nothing to do with me, so it can be regarded as a return of the courtesy. ”

"Returning the courtesy?!" Ye Cang Yuejun's face was filled with displeasure, and he patted the top of Shan Qianxue's head that was only on his chest as if punishing with his big hand.

Although he was punishing, his hand was well controlled, and he said evilly, "This king doesn't need your return of the courtesy."

If this happens to you the next time, the king will not allow you to come back, but you will be a cowardly man who protects the Lord against you.

Your life is very important, cherish it for this king! ”

"My life matters?" Shan Qianxue looked at Ye Cangyue blankly, not understanding why he was suddenly unhappy, and said that her life was very important.

"Ahh

Shan Qianxue, who was soaking wet, didn't bother to give Ye Cangyue a reflection of this meaningful sentence, and sneezed again and again.

When she shivered coldly, a long robe that reached the ground, with the peculiar smell of a man, draped over her petite body, enveloping her whole person.

"Thank you." When Shan Qianxue looked up at the owner of the robe, she found that she was the only one left around.

The fog caused by the smoke bomb has not completely dissipated, and in the faint mist, the elegant courtyard is like a fairyland on earth, causing everything that happened just now to make Shan Qianxue suspect that it was an illusion, but with the warmth of the robe, it proved that it was not an illusion.

"My life doesn't matter, what does it have to do with you? Did you like me so quickly? Although you are in good shape, but your face is paralyzed, and you have no sense of humor, hehe, but you look good......" Shan Qianxue said to the air.

Remembering that her task was to bring washing water to the prince, she immediately wrapped her robe in chagrin and left the courtyard with the washing water......

After inquiring about the family along the way, Shan Qianxue finally came to the wing room of Ye Cangyue smoothly, stretched out her hand and knocked on the door, and said, "Lord Wang, I came to bring you washing water, can you go in?" ”

"Put the washing water at the door." Ye Cangyue, who was changing clothes, said in a low voice.

Shan Qianxue answered, turned around and left.

Listening to the footsteps of Shan Qianxue in the distance, Ye Cangyue, who was already dressed, came to the bed. Lift the futon and tap rhythmically a few times on the bed board where it is not obviously raised.

The bed slats fade away, revealing underground steps. Ye Cangyue stepped out of her slender legs and walked in.

With each step, the temperature drops a few degrees Celsius.

Ye Cangyue has practiced for many years, and her internal skills are profound, and because she has been stiff with the army in the perennial snow since she was a child, she is not afraid of the cold, if she is an ordinary person, she will not be able to stand it.

After descending the last step, Ye Cangyue stopped in front of the stone gate, and moved the stone door up with both palms.

The stone door slowly moved up, and you could see a huge basement, and in the center of the ice coffin made of thousand-year-old ice, a delicate woman could be faintly seen lying inside.

Ye Cangyue walked to the ice coffin, looking at the ice coffin affectionately, wearing a pink Luo skirt, a comatose woman. The woman's face is exquisite, and if it weren't for the lack of blood on her face, people would mistakenly think that she was just asleep.

"Xinying, this king has found someone who can exchange hearts with you, wait, as long as you find another miracle doctor who can change hearts for you, you can wake up."