One life: white flowers bloom, the heart is like glass, and the body is like Bodhi 118

("It hurts ......")

The upper body of Phantom Ji, who was pressed by Qianli's palm, couldn't twist, but he couldn't grasp her hand, and when the snake's tail curled in pain, his fingertips were deeply buckled into the soft beauty's back, and the two slender arms couldn't stop trembling. Pain! It really hurts! She wants to be a strong woman, not afraid of the future, not afraid of heavy responsibilities, understanding heaven and earth, pity the common people, she has never been afraid of hard work, and she is not willing to shed tears easily. But the pain in her heart made her heart not cry, but tears.

The stinging sensation became more and more severe, and the voice of Phantom Ji continued to drill into Qianli's ears, and the hand that pressed her body wanted to let go but couldn't let go, worried that she wouldn't be able to stand the pain and curl up and rub the powder off.

The pain was too severe, and Phantom Ji was so painful that she fainted, and cold sweat rolled down her forehead one by one.

Seeing that Phantom Ji fainted in pain, Qianli let go of his hand and sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound on her back before she had time to sprinkle it, the hissing voice was very weak, but he didn't know why it was so clear in his ears, watching the fairy medicine powder sink into Phantom Ji's skin, his eyebrows slowly wrinkled.

"Ahh

Phantom Hime, who had fainted in pain, was woken up by a new round of heart-wrenching pain, and her body instinctively wanted to shrink into a ball, and Qianli quickly pressed Phantom Ji to prevent her body from moving.

"Pain...... Painful ......"

Phantom Ji was so painful that she couldn't scream, her low and subtle voice seemed to come out of her throat, and her whole mind was scattered by the pain.

"Painful ......"

Soon, Phantom Ji's snake tail rolled towards her back and upper body, seeing this, Qianli reached out and hugged Phantom Ji who was lying in the beauty into his arms, one arm floated in the air around her waist, preventing her snake tail from touching her wound, the arm holding her body was tightly closed, and the neck socket was stained with cold sweat from her forehead to his skin, mixed with her body temperature, like very hot water, burning him.

For mortals, there is no internal wound in the wounded; For the immortal family, don't hurt the real body. On the road to becoming a king, he was not injured a lot at first, and there were several times when he was injured to the real body, and the pain in it was only experienced by those who suffered the pain, and he never thought that the pain could be shared. Similarly, when he watched Xinghua suffer so much because Heaven did not allow him to be with Piaoluo, he could only watch. Counting the injuries on the body, everyone can only soothe by themselves. But today, in the face of the phantom Ji who fainted in pain in his arms, he had an indescribable feeling. I still remember that when I was drugged for her, she gritted her teeth and didn't scream out, but she said to herself, 'With me, are you still afraid?' She cried and complained to him that he was not with her when she was fighting the beasts on the road.

At that time, listening to her crying and complaining, he actually only thought that she was a little woman's grievances, and he didn't have too many thoughts, and he couldn't allow him to have any other thoughts, he really didn't show up to save her at that time, of course, she could only face it herself. What's more, in his opinion, she, a descendant of Nuwa, came to Qianchen Palace to learn Buddhism from her, and he didn't beg her to come, so it was natural for him to come over alone, and let him go to meet her? It's better not to dream.

But now, he has a slight feeling that if he was by her side at that time, she and him would be a little better off today. It's just that 'ifs' never exist in his world, and there are no ifs in the world without regrets, and there are only caution and meticulousness in facing things every time. No one's life can afford to regret heartache.

Qianli looked down at the scars on Phantom Ji's back that slowly returned to their normal color under the medicinal powder, after this incident, can she grow a little heart, the four seas and six desolations are not the Wa Palace outside the sky, not everyone has kindness and respect for her, and there are many more people who expect to eat her, in order to let her noble bloodline and innate Heavenly Law Immortal help them gain more powerful mana.

Damage, pervasive.

The painful and unconscious Phantom Ji leaned motionless in Qianli's arms, and the snake tail wrapped around his arm, trembling uncontrollably.

Hua Tan Zhenjun listened to the cry of Phantom Ji outside the Qianli Dormitory, and his heart was twisted like a ball of twisted snacks, how did His Royal Highness Phantom Ji be treated by their Emperor Zun inside, called like this. Listening to her voice, you don't have to look at it to feel that their emperor is very cruel, how can she be willing to let a delicate woman suffer like this. If he wasn't very sure that their emperor didn't have that idea of a woman, he would have to wonder if the emperor was doing something inferior to him.

A worried priest walked up to Hua Tan Zhenjun's side and asked in a low voice, "Hua Tan Zhenjun, you said, nothing will happen to His Royal Highness Phantom Ji, right?" "When she went in, she looked like a good person, and now it's called like this, what did the emperor do to her?

"What could happen?" The flower scout asked, pulling his face.

The divine attendant cautiously guessed, "Could it be the emperor's ...... Beat? ”

"Who do you think the emperor wants to beat and bring back to the room?"

The divine servant closed his mouth, if it wasn't for the emperor beating people, then the emperor would not have done anything else to His Royal Highness Phantom Ji, the emperor would never touch the heart of the red dust.

Hua Tan thought that His Royal Highness Phantom Ji was a person who needed to eat on time, and maybe the emperor would come out to let him boil it later