Ling Qianyun couldn't bear to fall asleep in the end, so she simply took a hairpin from her hair and plunged into her own tiger mouth mercilessly.

Blood the size of a red bean suddenly gushed out, and the sharp stinging sensation made Ling Qianyun sober up a lot.

Taking advantage of the fact that he was completely sober and could hold on for a while, Ling Qianyun hurriedly put down the hairpin again.

After searching carefully, Ling Qianyun finally found a very inconspicuous black medicine bottle in a pair of medicine bottles and medicine jars.

The powder in the bottle was white, but it shone brightly in the light of the candle, and it was very strange to look at.

Whether it is the smell or the color, it is the medicine that can treat the soul leaving disorder described in the ancient books in Ling Qianyun's memory.

But...... There are so many similarities in this world, not only the color, smell, but even the taste may be exactly the same.

Ling Qianyun hesitated for a moment, she glanced at Yingxue lying on the bed, and then at the medicine bottle in her hand, and her heart was entangled.

"Forget it! Hey, who told this girl not to play cards according to common sense, the medicine she needs is not good to keep in a close place, but it is hidden in Tibet, and she can only try. ”

Ling Qianyun saw that the mouth of the black medicine bottle in his hand was very badly worn, and it should have been caused by Yingxue often opening and then closing it again.

Seeing this insignificant little detail, Ling Qianyun couldn't help but strengthen her thoughts.

Ling Qianyun's heart was crossed, he stretched out his fingers, dipped a little bit of the white powder in the medicine bottle on the tip of his fingers, and then put it in his mouth and devoured it.

I found that the taste was indeed sour and astringent, and the taste of the medicine for the treatment of soul disorder recorded in the official ancient books.

Ling Qianyun was overjoyed, and immediately stood up and walked to the bed, wanting to give the medicine in her hand to Yingxue.

Ling Qianyun bent down and was about to pour the medicinal powder into Ying Xue's mouth, but suddenly stopped.

"That's not right! Since Yingxue was able to develop a cure for soul loss, why didn't she take it before she fell ill, but chose to tie herself to her bed? ”

This doubt suddenly popped up from Ling Qianyun's mind, making Ling Qianyun puzzled.

"Is it possible...... What are the side effects of this drug developed by Yingxue? So she would rather let herself suffer and struggle in constant pain than take this powder! ”

Ling Qianyun subconsciously lowered her head and carefully looked at the medicinal powder in her hand.

Suddenly, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly closed the medicine bottle in his hand tightly.

"Yingxue girl, I really can't help you. You can only rely on your own self-control. ”

Ling Qianyun didn't dare to bet on this one in the end, and silently put the medicine bottle in his hand back on the table.

Then he sat on Yingxue's side, quietly looking at Yingxue who fell into a nightmare again.

The more Ying Xue struggled, the higher Ling Qianyun's heart was raised, and her heart was depressed for a while, and she was always out of breath.

Finally, the sky outside was gradually brightening, although the moon had not yet set in the sky.

However, not far away in the east has become hazy, with a rooster crow dawn, a dawn slowly revealed from the haze, and the blue clouds around the moon gradually dissipated.

Ying Xue, who was lying on the bed, gradually woke up, and as soon as Ying Xue opened her eyes, she saw Ling Qianyun sitting at the head of her bed.

Holding his chin with one hand, his eyes closed, he dozed off vigorously, and his eyes were bruised, as if he hadn't slept well last night.

Yingxue still had the strip of cloth stuffed in her mouth, because she couldn't make a sound, Yingxue was just like a writhing worm, struggling on the bed for a long time, Ling Qianyun suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.

Ling Qianyun couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when she saw Yingxue regain her senses, and hurriedly lowered her head, leaned in front of Yingxue, and asked softly:

"Is it you? You're finally awake! ”

Ling Qianyun wasn't sure whether the person in front of her was the real Yingxue or Yingxue's second personality, so she wasn't busy untying Yingxue's hands and feet.

"Mmmm......mmmm

Ying Xue nodded vigorously, and a whimpering sound came out of her mouth, which seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

Ling Qianyun was busy untying Yingxue's hands and feet, and helped her take out the strip of cloth stuffed in her mouth.

The first thing Ying Xue said was, "Sister Ling, why are you here?" ”

Ying Xue's face looked very surprised and surprised, after Ying Xue saw the hero lying on the table, and the bottles and cans piled up on the table, Ying Xue instantly understood everything.

Immediately, his eyes were red, and tears poured down uncontrollably.

"Yingxue, don't cry! Aren't you doing well now? It's all gone, and we'll always have a way! ”

The most unsightly thing about Ling Qianyun is that someone is crying, especially this kind of crying pear blossom with rain, she doesn't know how to comfort her.

Ling Qianyun hurriedly took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the tears on Yingxue's face.

However, the more Ling Qianyun whispered comfort, and the more gentle and kind she was to Yingxue, the more Yingxue's tears gushed out, just like the flood that burst the embankment, pouring out in one go.

Ling Qianyun had a headache, and instantly panicked!

Ling Qianyun watched Ying Xue cry for a long time, and even her voice was already hoarse, so Ying Xue choked and stopped.

The hero who was lying on the table not far away also woke up faintly because of Yingxue's surging cry.

As soon as the hero raised his head, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, and when he looked closely, he saw Ying Xue's red eyes and choking vigorously.

"Yingxue girl, you finally woke up, what's wrong with you? Are you crying so sadly? ”

The hero was first overjoyed, then walked forward with a puzzled look and asked with a concerned face.

"No, nothing ......"

Ying Xue saw that her cry woke up the hero, she couldn't help blushing, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered her head and stammered.

Seeing this, the hero frowned and scratched his head in confusion. Seeing that Yingxue didn't want to explain to herself.

The hero then turned his head to look at Ling Qianyun on the side, with a suspicious expression. The two looked at each other and exchanged glances, but Ling Qianyun also shook her head, looking puzzled.

The hero was about to ask again, but Ling Qianyun saw it, quickly stopped the hero, and took the lead in speaking:

"Hero, I want to come to Yingxue Girl must be hungry, and I didn't eat anything yesterday, I just feel unbearable hunger in my belly, please go to the small kitchen to see what to eat, and bring us the hot food, I don't know if it's okay?"

Ling Qianyun said as she winked at the hero and motioned for him to leave quickly. The hero was puzzled, frowned, and stood in place for a long time.

Seeing Ling Qianyun standing up fiercely, he had a posture of about to rush to the front.

The hero nodded again and again, smiled at Ling Qianyun, and left the room with a smoke on the soles of his feet.

Ling Qianyun looked at the heroes who were gradually moving away, only to feel a little hated that iron could not become steel, and after rolling her eyes silently, she quickly recovered her previous indifferent look, and turned around and walked towards the bed.

Asked softly, "Now there is no one here, Yingxue?" Tell me why you're crying so sadly, right? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else. ”

Ling Qianyun's eyes were full of solemnity and firmness when she looked at Ying Xue, Ying Xue couldn't help but be stunned, and felt a warm heart.

After lowering his head and hesitating for a long time, he silently raised his head to look at Ling Qianyun, and explained timidly:

"I think Sister Ling should already know who the murderer who entered your room that day and wanted to assassinate you was, right?"

"Hmmm! I know. Ling Qianyun nodded lightly.

"Sister Ling, I didn't mean to, I can't control myself at all. I don't even know what happened that day, and I don't have the slightest impression in my head.

It was only the next day that I heard you and the hero's brother tell me that I was sick again, and without my knowledge, I didn't expect him to do such a thing.

Sister Ling, I'm sorry for you, if you hate me, hate me. I don't have anything to say. I just ask Sister Ling, don't treat me as a monster. You should also know that this disease is very rare.

Even the medical books have only a few sentences. There are even ancient books that say that if someone has this soul-leaving disease, it must have done something harmful to heaven and reason in her previous life, and God can't tolerate her, so he punished her and put two souls in her body.

And my other soul is very bad, very bad, and she never shows up in the daytime.

But at night, she would take over my body and do things that I didn't know existed about, and that hurt people's lives. Sister Ling, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

Ying Xue told all this with great sincerity, and as she spoke, she burst into tears again and choked up.

Ling Qianyun was distressed when she saw it, Ling Qianyun didn't expect Yingxue to believe those nonsense words, and the seeds of inferiority had been deeply planted in this girl's heart.

On weekdays, everyone sees her with a big grin, very happy, and carefree appearance, but she deliberately pretended to protect herself in the sun.

But when no one is there at night, a deep sense of inferiority will sweep over her face, tormenting her little by little, making her spiritual world painful and uneasy.

But she never told anyone about all this, because she was careful, timid, and inferior in her bones, and was afraid that others would not understand her and treat her as a monster.

These ancient people were feudal and ignorant, and if there was something they couldn't explain, they would be attached to the theory of ghosts and gods, and it would spread and harm people.

If Yingxue's illness is known to others, the people around will treat Yingxue as a monster, fear and avoid her, and scold, curse, and beat Yingxue.