It's been an hour before I go out again.

At this moment, the two men were dressed in black clothes like night, holding hands and walking side by side in the direction of the ice cellar.

Mu Xue was silent and did not speak, as if she had something on her mind.

Nangong Li hooked her fingers and asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" Don't look too happy? ”

Isn't this woman okay in the meditation room just now?

How to wear a gap in clothes, this woman is not happy.

Mu Xue was unhappy and had nothing else, but she was a little afraid of this man.

After all, he once said that she was not worthy of inquiring about the identity of that woman.

She lowered her head and said in a sullen tone: "It's nothing,"

Nangong Li didn't have much to worry about, after all, there were still a lot of things going on tonight.

He knew that as soon as the prince went up the mountain, he would definitely send someone to inquire about the matter, and now the two of them went to the ice cellar again, in order to let Nangong find fooled.

The ice cellar was dug underground, and before she could get close to the door of the ice cellar, Mu Xue felt a chill.

As if knowing that this woman was afraid of the cold, Nangong Li let go of the hand that was holding her, and instead grabbed the person's shoulders and wrapped her into his arms.

Jiang Ci had been waiting at the door of the ice cellar for a long time, and when he saw these two people coming, he opened the door.

Mu Xue wasn't curious about why this Jiang Ci had the key to the iron door of the ice cellar, but just kicked his little hands well, so as not to freeze.

The ice cellar of this temple is divided into two parts: inside and outside.

Nangong Li ordered to put people in the inner cellar.

As the two of them went deeper and deeper, the cold qi seemed to have eyes, and they pressed Mu Xue's body.

"What's going on with the prince's people?"

"Half an hour ago, the philosophists beside the prince pretended to shake in front of this ice cellar unintentionally, for fear that he would ask about the ice cellar, he might want to come in and find out, but he saw his subordinates guarding here, so there was no movement on the prince's side."

When Nangong Li heard this, he secretly lowered his eyes and whispered: "If you don't give a chance, how can he find out the secret inside, you go back, if you keep an eye too closely, how can you give them a chance." ”

Nangong Li has installed a lot of masters in the fog building, but they all deliberately restrained their breath and hid in a dark place, Mu Xue didn't look around, naturally he didn't know that it was already full of people.

"Here, be careful."

The cellar outside was finished, and Nangong Li led her over a frost-covered threshold and went deeper.

The light inside is dimmer.

Mu Xue felt that the flames in the kerosene lamp inserted on the wall were all frozen by the cold, and looking at it gave people the illusion of endless coldness.

She was a little cold, and subconsciously rubbed her hands.

Nangong Li realized her move, took off the cloak on his body, and then draped it on her body.

Maybe it was because of the thickness of his cloak, or maybe because of the warmth of her heart, she felt that her body was much warmer.

There were countless ice cubes in the ice cellar, and on a jade bed in the deepest part of the room, a woman lay quietly.

Her hair was gray, like the gray of an eighty-year-old grandmother.

Mu Xue caressed her tentacles, her hair was dry and had lost its luster.

She had a young face, about the same age as she was.

"How old is she?"

Nangong Li took Mu Xue's hand and stood on the edge of Qian Xue's jade bed, and he introduced in a calm tone: "This is Qian Xue, she was killed when she was fourteen years old, and she still maintains her fourteen-year-old body, and now she is nineteen years old." ”

Mu Xue engraved her eyebrows in her mind.

This girl is not particularly beautiful, it is only because of his special treatment that Mu Xue carefully remembers everything about her.

Hearing him say that she was killed at the age of fourteen, Mu Xue sighed and said, "It's a pity. ”

She didn't know what she could say to this girl.

She wouldn't hypocritically say that she was looking forward to her waking up in order to please him, after all, she had suffered a lot because of this woman.

In particular, this woman couldn't speak, couldn't open her eyes, and lay here like a vegetative person.

The whole world knows that Qianxue is at a disadvantage.

Nangong Li felt that Mu Xue shouldn't have done something to her viciously.

Not even bad words.

So when Nangong Li heard her sigh and say that it was a pity, he also sighed: "Yes, what is the difference between her appearance and death?" ”

Speaking of this, Nangong Li sighed abruptly,

"This king has been looking for the whereabouts of Mo Jiu Mo Shen Doctor all these years, and he has also found a lot of good medicinal materials, so that when Mo Shen Doctor treats her in the future, there will be no shortage of medicinal materials."

Hearing his words, Mu Xue remembered in a trance.

There was a treasure pavilion not far from the man's study, and the second floor was full of precious medicinal herbs.

At the beginning, Mu Xue felt that she had sent it.

Now I heard him say that it was all for this woman.

A bitter smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and she lowered her head in noncommittal terms.

You can't blame him.....

Mu Xue hung her head sadly, and her interest was not very high.

"Then the news of Mo Jiu Mo Divine Doctor, haven't you found it for so many years?"

"No, it's like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no news at all."

Inexplicably, Mu Xue breathed a sigh of relief,

But when Mu Xue saw her lying on the jade bed lifelessly, she instantly felt bad again.

In fact, Mu Xue was afraid.

Because when she was unconscious, she had already taken up most of this man's heart, and if she woke up again, then she herself....

I don't know what I thought, Nangong Li felt that the woman next to her shivered fiercely, as if the endless cold in this ice cellar was frozen, and her face was as pale as frost, which was terrifying.

He looked around and whispered in her ear, "Go back, it's too cold here, don't freeze you." ”

Mu Xue's body was still shivering when she returned to the meditation room, as if the cold air had poured into her heart and lungs, and her eyes were stained with a layer of mist.

"Is it frozen?"

Nangong Li saw that she was very cold, pressed her on the bed and sat down, and then climbed onto the bed himself, wrapped her in his arms, and warmed her with his warm body.

She didn't speak, just grabbed the palm of the back of his hand extremely cold.

He suddenly felt annoyed and blamed himself, he shouldn't have let his little Cher stay in the ice cellar for so long.

He is a man, and he has Jiuyang Divine Skill to protect his body, so he naturally does not feel cold.

At this moment, seeing her face as pale as frost and paper, he remembered in hindsight that when this woman had just married into the palace, her body was so bad that it was almost a gust of wind to knock her down.

"I'll pour you a hot cup of tea."

Nangong Li pressed her on the bed strongly, covered her with a quilt, and instructed Yunzhi and Fei Qi, who were guarding outside, to prepare hot ginger soup, and then he picked up the cup and poured tea for her.

It's just that this cup of tea hasn't been poured yet, so Jiang Ci came over and hurriedly said, "Lord, the prince has gone." ”

His eyes narrowed dangerously, and there was a hint of anxiety between his voices.

"Did Qianxue get hurt?"

Nangong Li still inadvertently revealed his concern.

He didn't even ask the prince how many people he had brought, and blurted out if the woman had hurt a single hair.

His subconscious concern fell on Mu Xue's ears, and she only felt as if her heart was being tightly pinched by an invisible palm, and there was a suffocating depression.

"I didn't hurt the girl, but the prince's pace was stopped in the outer cellar."

Hearing that it was okay, Nangong Li subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But now that the prince has gone, he is also going to go.

Thinking of this, he handed the tea in his hand to Mu Xue's hand, leaving only a sentence for this king to take a look and leave.

Mu Xue held the cup of tea a little stunned.

The temperature on the mountain was extremely low, and the tea quickly cooled in the palm of her hand.

In Mu Xue's beautiful eyes, the sad mushrooms absorbed the nutrients from her body and multiplied one by one.

That's it.

Mu Xue put the herbal tea on the low table next to her, wrapped herself in clothes, turned over and fell asleep.

Climbing the mountain today, Mu Xue is a little tired.

But her brain was swollen without thinking, and she rested her tired body and fell into a deep sleep.

Nangong Li returned to the meditation room with frost when he was a child.

The woman was asleep, and she was too lazy to even take off her clothes.

He saw that the tea had not moved, and even the ginger soup that came up behind it was so cold that there was no trace of heat.

"Serve it and heat it up."

Nangong Li glanced at Fei Qi, then at Jiang Tang, and gave such an order.

He was busy and sweaty, and in front of the bed, he sparsely removed his clothes and tiptoed onto the bed.

Fei Qi quickly served the bowl of cold ginger soup hot.

"Go down."

Fei Qi retreated, and closed the door by the way.

Mu Xue slept in a daze, always feeling as if someone had broken her body, and then a dexterous lips and tongue wrapped in hot ginger tea pried open her lips.

Before I opened my eyes, I already felt the familiar aura brought by this man.

"Hmm, Ah Li,,,, uh-huh..."

was stirred by him, and Mu Xue couldn't even say a clean word.

Her coquettishness fell in his ears, and he heard him with a heart.

His palms were slightly hot, caressing the broken hair on her forehead, and asked her softly: "Why don't you drink ginger soup, the temperature on the mountain is low, what if you freeze?" ”

"Sleepy, I don't want to drink,"

Mu Xue whispered, and as she spoke, she drilled her head into his arms.

He's clean.

Except for the mint fragrance stained on his clothes, he didn't smell like any other woman.

Mu Xue's nose is sensitive and can smell.

Feeling her dependence, Nangong Li's heart softened, and he took another sip of ginger soup and fed her personally.

Just drinking and drinking, the original feeding medicine became a lingering between them.

Feeling his murder weapon pressed against her small waist, Mu Xue said softly: "I'm still a little sleepy, and the hour is not early, let's rest, okay?" ”

"Okay."

At this point, the bowl of ginger soup also fell into Mu Xue's stomach.

I don't know if it's because of the effect of the bowl of ginger soup, Mu Xue's body gradually warmed up, and she naturally slept more comfortably.