Xiao Yuzi, who was full of bloodshots, saw Lin Chaoge fall weakly to the side of the bed, and even the face that she loved and hated on weekdays had bruises and swollen marks that had not disappeared. In an instant, the fingertips trembled, the throat tightened, and I put it on the tip of my heart for fear of melting in my mouth, and I was afraid of falling in my hand.

"I'm sorry I'm late." The throat is like being blocked by a foreign body, the eyes are uncomfortable, the eye sockets are moist, the hands hidden under the big body are clenched into fists, and the green tendons are exposed.

His favorite girl was now covered with bandages, some of which even oozed thin traces of blood, and it was not difficult to think of what had happened to her, but there was no such thing as he had guessed, and the great luck in misfortune walked in quickly to salvage and pick up the person, wrapped it in a soft fox fur, and forced his tone to be the same as usual, without showing a trace of trill, revealing his uneasiness and anger; "Lin Yan, let's go home first, okay."

"Okay." The faint murmur that was as weak as the voice of the little milk cat, and it seemed that he had heard the illusion of his own monstrous anger, after all, the man was faint, how could he hear his own voice, and if he heard it, how could he respond.

Lin Chaoge really didn't have half the strength, his hands were soft and weak, and he slid down weakly, Xiao Yuzi walked out with people in her arms, and she was afraid that her movements would be too rude, and her footsteps would unintentionally bump into her wounds, and she was full of cold anger towards the kidnapper.

This year's winter seems to be extraordinarily cold, so cold that people tremble from the bottom of their hearts, afraid of the cold and dare not go out, just want to turn themselves into a spring silk in cotton wool.

Xiao Yuzi didn't dare to let people drive the carriage too fast, but she wanted to be stable and free of bumps, which was afraid to disturb the person in the dream, and she was worried that her wounds would not be properly treated and the vicious circle of infection and high fever would occur again, so she could only feed her and drink medicine, and use a cool ointment taken outside to smear her carefully and smooth it until it was absorbed.

Two oily and slippery jujube horses took elegant small square steps, and were unhurriedly and steadily pulling the carriage to the gate of the city that had long been closed, and the wide and gorgeous black gold carriage slowly drove past the dead branches and leaves that had fallen in the snow, making a few crisp breaking sounds, with the rolling of the wheels and the clattering of the horses' hooves, the sound was lonely and monotonous but harmonious and beautiful.

As the carriage was driving on the official road, Lin Chaoge, who had woken up after being fed medicine, looked at the tall man sitting in front of him who was carefully medicating her half-spread arm with his eyelashes down, knowing that he didn't like others to touch it too much, but he simply reapplied the medicine on his hands and feet, and he was afraid of hurting himself, so he even took that action carefully and gently, for fear of hurting himself.

Lin Chaoge didn't make a sound to disturb him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at him greedily, but he hadn't seen him for two days, and even his chin had grown a fine cyan beard, and the whole person was already haggard and emaciated. The robe that she wears on weekdays is not suitable, but today it looks loose in her eyes, which is extremely inconsistent, Lin Chaoge realized more and more that it is not a thing, and she can't wait to slap herself and shave her ears, her pale lips squirm for a long time, and she wants to say something but she doesn't dare to take that step from beginning to end.

She was afraid that if she said it, what would happen if they couldn't even be friends, not to mention that she was really afraid that if it was really as she thought, when she got the reality, how would she bear the consequences of what she did alone.

"But it's uncomfortable." Xiao Yuzi thought that she accidentally hurt her when she was changing her medicine and dressing, and she was very guilty, so she carefully hugged her and sat on her lap, like holding a crystal ball that was also broken and touched, and there was indescribable distress and guilt in her light-colored eyes.

"I hurt you just now." The slightly thin and cool lips didn't know how to comfort her, so they could only kiss her sideburns as clumsily as before, put the soft hair that accidentally fell down her cheeks behind her ears, and kissed the side of her face that was bruised and swollen reverently, and choked up; "I'm sorry, I'm a step late, if you have hatred and resentment in your heart, you can vent it to me, don't bury it in your heart and hurt yourself to make a heart disease, no matter what you become, I love you from beginning to end, you can doubt anything and everything, but I beg you not to doubt my sincerity to you."

"If you feel sad, cry out, crying will be a little better, although men don't flick when they have tears, but you will always be a child in front of me, because I love you, Lin Yan."

The little bit of courage that Lin Chaoge had finally gathered was in his ruddy eyes, and the slightest trace of crying disappeared in an instant. Hanging her head down, her little white hands clutched the placket of his chest, the tip of her nose was sour, she really wanted to, she wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry happily, telling him how scared she was at that time, how helpless and panicked she was, she hated everyone, hated the world and hated her powerlessness.

The hand holding the pure white placket on his chest clenched and loosened, and soon, Xiao Yuzi reached out and gently patted her body choked by crying, no need to guess to know that her chest was wet/wet, she was really a stubborn girl, even if she didn't even dare to cry loudly.

Xiao Yuzi didn't know if anything happened in her early years or when she was no longer by her side, but she had no way to find out, so she could only ask to protect her when she was alive for a while, not for a long time, but for the beauty of the day.

The carriage outside was bumpy, and Lin Chaoge, who was crying a little hard, sat unsteadily, and threw himself directly to the ground, thinking that he had just smeared his body with tears and snot, his face was even more unconsciously flushed.

"Well, there's something I want to tell you." Lin Chaoge sucked his crying nose and bit his lower lip, knowing that even if he was covering up the possibility that he would be punctured one day, it was better to act honestly in advance, maybe he could reduce the guilt in his heart a little, not to mention that he was deceiving others first, it was his own fault, even if the result of not communicating from now on was his own fault, let alone extravagant hopes.

"Xiao Yanyan wants to say something to me."

The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic.

As the night passed, the dawn came, the glow broke through the clouds, struggling to reveal a glimmer of light, and the winter days were much shorter than the summer days, and even the usual day was later than usual.

When the carriage returned to the palace, Xiao Yuzi walked in with Lin Chaoge, who was already tired and fainted, with a grim face.

Sure enough, he said earlier that when he was awake, it was much easier than when he was asleep, and he was willing to confess his identity to him, so the next sweetness must be indispensable, he didn't know what happened in front of her, so that she would reveal her identity to her, he would never let go of that group of people, absolutely, the black seeping pupils were as deep as a wolf.

Xiao Yuzi felt that her future road was bright, and the first time was in the carriage, and the next time she might be able to try other places.

The news that Lin Chaoge was found spread far and wide, and even the Imperial Forest Army guarding the pillars at the gates of the major cities in the past few days was mostly missing, and at the same time, in a mansion with carved beams and painted pillars in Chang'an.

Red bricks, red sticky hexagonal diamond windows, white railings, pale yellow tiles, when the gust of wind blows, blowing a string of turquoise crystal wind chimes hanging on the eaves of the eaves makes a crisp and pleasant sound, and the fragrant Xue Hao on the plum branch falls mercilessly.

In the room with silver filament fine carbon, the red veil of begonia flowers hangs low, creating a hazy atmosphere, the pink pepper red wall, the white porcelain beauty waist bottle is inserted with the small yellow apricot with dew newly picked this morning, and even the roof of the room is separated by embroidered felt, which is warm and warm. The furnishings are also used in the girl's boudoir, extremely luxurious, the finely carved double inlaid jade tooth bed, the crimson embroidered and pedicle of the flower lotus brocade quilt, and the curtain hook also hangs a few small pale pink peach blossom sachets, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Madam, I heard that Master Lin has been recovered." Ben was trying the new hairpin in the Treasure Pavilion in the house, but the big girl who was waiting, Hongxing, ran in in a hurry, and even the indoor heating was dissipated by the cold air that came in by pushing the door a little.

"Madam, when Hongxing went out to inquire today, I heard them say that Master Lin was found last night." Xu ran in a hurry, couldn't breathe well, and was afraid that the news he had just heard would be late, so he was worried that he would be out of breath without pause.

If you take a closer look, or if you have been on an errand in the palace, you will definitely be able to recognize that the woman in front of you is the red apricot who was driven out of the palace by Wang Xifeng, but why people came here is not known to outsiders.