Before she could stand up, she heard the clear sound of the dagger being thrown to the ground, and then she was pinched by Luo Xizheng, who leaned down.

Luo Liyao's eyes reflected Luo Xizheng's handsome face that was so clear that there was no expression, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, which naturally revealed an incomparable domineering fierceness - he raised her delicate chin and stretched his hand on her fragile and slender neck.

Seems to like the delicate touch of the skin, he gently rubbed his fingers a few times, especially after touching the wound that had been bandaged, the movements of his hand were a little softer, which made her a little itchy, and unconsciously twisted her body.

Then, with a sudden slam around her neck, he used some force.

"Hmm-"

The sudden sharp pain and suffocation instantly enveloped Luo Liyao, and she subconsciously reached out and grabbed his palm holding her.

The wound on his neck also cracked open because of his strength, and slowly oozed blood, flowing down Luo Xizheng's fingers, invisibly mixed with the blood that had just splashed on his hand from his left shoulder, which was quite a bit of blood fusion.

He seemed to be obsessed with her stunning face, which had been a little distorted by pain, and grabbed her neck and lifted her whole body a little, bringing the two closer together, as if he wanted to grind with her ears and temples, and the wound on her neck also bleed more because of his action—obviously a very ambiguous action, but it was a somewhat bloody scene.

"Tianqi's rivers and mountains, I want; You, I want it too. Luo Xizheng looked at her steadily, the dull pain in his heart and the tingling pain in his shoulder at this time had already made him a little numb. However, his tone was still calm and calm, "Luo Liyao, you will never be able to escape." ”

Luo Liyao was pinched by him and trembled rapidly, staring at him with frightened eyes, her stunning face was slightly distorted by pain, but she was still thrillingly beautiful.

With a little more force, he could break her neck bone.

As if she felt that she had learned a lesson, the strength in Luo Xizheng's hand suddenly relaxed.

She was slumped on the chair after being let go by Luo Xizheng, her lungs suddenly entered the air after the lack of oxygen, and she choked so much that she coughed non-stop, and her physiological tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, only to feel that her whole body was collapsed and weak.

She's just ...... Almost died.

Luo Xizheng looked at her trembling body condescendingly, above the snow-white neck was the blood flowing from the wound and the clear red marks left by his palm, which were particularly shocking under the somewhat scattered green silk, which made people feel pity.

"Yao'er."

He sighed softly, as if the person who had just choked her neck was not him, and he didn't even care about the bleeding wound on his shoulder, so he reached out to hold her steady and take a closer look at her condition

。

But before his hand touched her body, she subconsciously avoided it, her face was at a loss, and she didn't dare to look at him with red eyes, because she was extremely afraid.

Luo Xizheng did not give up, but once again ignored her resistance and trembling body, forcibly turned her body to face herself, and carefully examined the wound on her neck.

The wound, which had been bandaged with gauze and had a thin scab, had been torn apart, and blood was slowly oozing out and soaking the gauze.

He hurriedly looked around, and familiarly took out some wound medicine and gauze from the cabinet behind Bogu's shelf, and bandaged her.

Luo Liyao's body was still trembling, as if he was still immersed in the edge of death he had experienced before, and he was still afraid of him, but he did not avoid his actions of dressing and bandaging himself.

Luo Xizheng pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, as if he was laughing at himself, and after semi-forcibly retreating her wounds, he brushed his sleeves and left.

And Luo Liyao was stunned in place, her face was pale, and her body trembled, until she was called several times by Banghua, who came to serve her to bed, and then came back to her senses.

The obvious pinch marks on her neck naturally couldn't escape Bang Hua's eyes, and her eyes immediately turned red: "Your Highness, just ......"

"Ahem...... Luo Liyao came back to her senses and wanted to answer her, but she coughed a few times involuntarily before saying, "It's okay, it's okay......"

She said this, but she didn't believe it herself.

Is it really okay?

Luo Liyao let Banghua serve her to bathe and change clothes, and when she lay on the bed, she was still staring at the top of the bed in a daze—until a muffled thunder suddenly woke her up.

It was the height of summer in August, the thunderstorm came quickly and fiercely, and the world of lightning and thunder was as terrifying as Shura's hell for Luo Liyao.

She unconsciously completely caged herself in the quilt, closed her eyes and covered her ears, but she couldn't stop the explosive thunder that was dropped from the sky from time to time.

Boom Boom - It's a muffled thunder that keeps falling.

Crackling - it was the sound of bean-sized raindrops hitting everywhere.

It's as if the whole world is clamoring.

Luo Liyao curled up her body tightly, trying to isolate everything from the outside world - because she was so scared, she didn't even notice that the quilt had been lifted.

A strong arm pulled her up directly, domineering her into a warm and generous embrace.

Luo Liyao subconsciously struggled, and after seeing the person clearly, she exclaimed, "You...... What else are you doing here? ”

"Is there a place in this palace that I can't go?" The corners of Luo Xizheng's lips raised slightly, and he was duplicitous, "It's just passing by."

, I don't want to go back to the Yiyuan Hall when it rains......"

He's lying. Luo Liyao immediately found obvious water marks on his robe, and he must have been drenched in a lot of rain.

Luo Liyao carefully looked him up and down, and his heart was slightly relieved - he had already changed his robe, and the wound on his shoulder must have been treated.

In the dim light, her eyes were misty, with a slightly dazed look, and when she looked at him, she directly made the softest part of his heart move fiercely.

Luo Xizheng suddenly stretched out his hand, brushed away the messy hair on her forehead, and then took her into his arms, his eyes were so gentle that he couldn't speak, and said softly: "Don't be afraid." ”

"You ......" Luo Liyao didn't know how to respond to him, so she had to let him take herself into her arms in a daze, her sharp chin was also pressed against her shoulder, and a sigh brushed her ears like a light feather, scratching a strange itch in her heart.

Although the atmosphere between the two was still a little strange, at least it was no longer tense - another thunder fell, Luo Liyao subconsciously reached out and grabbed Luo Xizheng's collar, quietly feeling his warm palm sticking to his back through the thin bedclothes.

The crisp smell of cedar on Luo Xizheng's body was slightly mixed with the fragrant rose fragrance around Luo Liyao's body, and it actually had a charming and lingering meaning.

It seemed that because of some force in holding her arm, the light-colored robe on Luo Xizheng's left shoulder faintly revealed some bright red blood.

Luo Liyao suddenly wanted to cry, lowered her head, and the pain in her neck swept over, and a cry of pain overflowed directly: "Hmm-"

"Still hurt?" Luo Xizheng stepped back slightly, looked sideways at her neck, and gently stroked the few clear finger prints, which he left behind.

Luo Liyao's eyes had been secretly staring at the place where blood was faintly oozing on his left shoulder, and he didn't know how to respond to him, so he had to say perfunctorily: "Hmm...... It's okay. ”

Perhaps in response to her words, another thunderclap sounded, so frightened that Luo Liyao immediately threw herself into Luo Xizheng's arms with a loud roar and hugged his waist tightly.

Luo Xizheng also hugged her hard, didn't even pay attention to the wound on his left shoulder that was bleeding slightly, and bit her earlobe ambiguously, and smiled softly: "I'm here." ”

Luo Liyao didn't speak again, only quietly felt his hot and domineering aura surround, tighten, and swallow him.

The two did not speak again, only silently in this thunderous rainstorm, hugging each other.

When Luo Liyao woke up, there was no longer Luo Xizheng around her, and the windows of the dormitory were wide open, revealing some fresh breath from the outside to the interior.

Bang Hua and Bang Yue naturally didn't know anything about Luo Xizheng's arrival last night, and thought of a way as if the two of them just had a falling out

Coax her to be happy.

Luo Liyao got up, and just after freshening up, she changed the medicine on her neck, and saw Bang Yue walking in with some flowers that bloomed in a fashionable manner, the petals were delicate, and there was some fresh morning dew on them.

"There are a hundred flowers blooming in Shanglin Garden, but it's beautiful—Your Highness will also go and have a look?" Bang Hua smiled and found a white jade porcelain bottle of the flowers picked by Bang Yue, and turned his head to look at Luo Liyao, "It just rained yesterday, going out to breathe some fresh air is also good for your body." ”

Since yesterday, Luo Liyao's heart has never been calm - Luo Chengjuan and Yun Junze's whereabouts are unknown, Chen Heng was thrown into the Black Water Prison, and the person behind the secret report of Wangyue Tower has no clue, and Luo Xizheng suddenly became a person who has no blood relationship with her...... Now that Banghua Bangyue is so comforted, he didn't think about the many troubles, so he nodded directly.

The road to Shanglin Yuan has already been carefully swept by the palace people, and although there is still some humidity after the rain, it will not make people slip easily.

Sure enough, as Banghua said, the flowers in Shanglin Garden are full of flowers, the surrounding grass and trees are lush and green, and the falling flowers are colorful and mixed into the clear flowing water like fairies who have fallen into the mortal dust. Luo Liyao sat leaning on the throne, and the reflection in the water was graceful, but there was an indescribable sense of beauty.

In the distance, the sound of the woman's laughter, far and near, even if you can't really hear what they are talking about, you can hear their irrepressible joy and excitement.

At this time, it should not have been down yet, probably some female officials of the Shang Palace Bureau are playing and watching here.

Luo Liyao lazily leaned on the gangan, and casually took the tea offered by Bang Yue, which was the Lu'an melon slices (1) that came up from Xingong this year - strong but not bitter, fragrant but not astringent, and it was an excellent thing to calm the nerves.

She took a sip, listened to the endless laughter of the woman in her ear, and wondered, "Why are they so happy?" ”

......

Related Notes:

(1) [Lu'an Gua Pian]: Lu'an Gua Pian, a traditional Chinese historical tea, one of the top ten famous teas in China, referred to as melon slices and sliced tea, is produced in the area of Dabie Mountain, Lu'an City, Anhui Province, and is called "Luzhou Lu'an Tea" in Tang, which is a famous tea; In the Ming Dynasty, it was called "Lu'an Gua Pian", which was the best and best tea; Qing is the imperial court tribute tea.

(End of chapter)