After five years of companionship, Bai Bangqing has been an indispensable part of her, and it is said that people have three souls and seven spirits, but she feels that it is enough for her to have a Bai Bangqing.

I felt a trace of pain in my heart inexplicably, Qingqing, you raised me without knowing anything, and you also asked me to treat you as my life, you can't just don't want me easily.

Song Qianqian doesn't know where she gets her confidence, even if she is an adult in her mind, but her body is still a child, if Bai Wanqing likes her, she must wait for ten years.

Ten years, that's a long time, but she just thinks they can.

In a blink of an eye, she entered Bai Bangqing's guest courtyard, and Song Qianqian had not yet learned the way, so she lay outside the window, trying to stand on tiptoe to see the situation inside.

Bai Wanqing carefully put the person in her arms on the bed, and she also saw the person's face clearly, it turned out to be Mu Jinhan!

At this time, Mu Jinhan's face was flushed, but his lips were chapped and white, his eyes were tightly closed, his brows were tightly locked, and he seemed to be in great pain, but he didn't have a slight mouth like in those novels, but he didn't make a sound, let alone call anyone's name.

Bai Bangqing, who was on the side, had no spare hands from the moment he put him down, wiping his sweat from time to time, checking his pulse, and feeding him medicine.

Song Qianqian felt a little strange, how could this Bai Bangqing probe the veins of his right hand, isn't it male left and female right? Could it be that this is also Bai Bangqing's exclusive mastery?

Silent, he continued to peek.

is worthy of being a hidden miracle doctor, after taking Bai Bangqing's medicine, Mu Jinhan's eyelids moved slightly, and he woke up after a while, his voice was hoarse, like a broken gong: "Help..."

Seeing his extremely miserable appearance, Song Qianqian was also a little unbearable, she was still a child, why did she get so seriously ill? The development of ancient medicine is really uneven, how can some people be able to rejuvenate with their hands, and some people can't even cure a small cold and fever, so that a child suffers such a big sin?

"Awake?" Unlike just now, Bai Bangqing put away her worried look, replaced it with an indifferent face, and her voice was even more cold and ruthless.

It seemed that hearing his voice made Mu Jinhan calm down, and he tried to raise his head and look at Bai Bangqing standing by the bed.

Mu Jinhan pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to force a smile, but his lips were too dry, and as soon as he pulled it, the lips on the side cracked, oozing blood, and he looked more like a little ghost who had just died.

Seeing that he was neither human nor ghost, Bai Bangqing said casually: "Your left hand is useless, and it can't be cured." ”

Song Qianqian realized that Mu Jinhan's left hand on her chest was actually a thin layer, like a piece of paper, how could this be a living person's hand?

Also shocked was Mu Jinhan, he raised his left hand in disbelief, and found that it was just like a piece of meat, trembling and hanging next to his wrist, suddenly raised his head, and threw himself at Bai Bangqing, but he was weak, he just pushed forward.

He wanted to roar, but because his throat was burned, he could only let out a hoarse growl, like a dying dog, weak and angry.

I don't know why, Song Qianqian felt that Mu Jinhan at this time was very much like herself who had been robbed of her lover, and she was also so angry, sad, and powerless.

Unconsciously, tears have blurred her vision, she forgot about her hidden breath for a while, and staggered away, she just wanted to find a place where no one was there and cry happily!

The aimless Song Qianqian finally came to an unexpected place - Zuifang Pavilion.

This is obviously a courtyard built in the name of love, but to enter it, you have to pass through a cold stone that is cold to the bone.

When she came to the bamboo house in the middle, she lay on the wooden bed and began to cry, I don't know how long it took, she felt the itching at her hand, and when she looked up, it was a dignified Xuanbao, she never knew that cats could have such a humane expression.

Inexplicably, she was a little embarrassed, she actually let an animal worry so much, wiped her face indiscriminately, wiped away her tears, reached out to touch Xuanbao, and said guiltily: "Good Xuanbao, thank you, don't worry, I just remembered some sad things." ”

But just when her hand was about to touch Xuanbao, it screamed, and dodged it with a "boom", Song Qianqian looked at it strangely, and the kitten she was concerned about just now changed into a disgusted look.

Song Qianqian, who realized it later, looked at her hands, and then looked at Xuanbao, who was hiding far away, wiped her hands on her clothes with a smile, and said, "Excited, excited." ”

She didn't know why she was explaining so much to a cat, maybe the sad person was more emotional.

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Bai Wanqing didn't look at Mu Jinhan on the bed with a resentful face, but watched the self-righteous little girl Sun Tianhe leave, thinking about her tearful eyes when she turned around just now, and fell into deep thought.

Tilt, do you still remember the time, if so, how can you not know me, if not, how can you cry because of his sin?

Close your eyes and hide the turbulent waves in your heart.

Mu Jinhan on the bed laughed sadly, like the hopeless ghost resentful soul under the Meng Po Bridge.

Bai Wanqing didn't pay attention to him, but turned around and sat down, and drank the tea leisurely, the comfort on his face made people doubt, as if Mu Jinhan's ghostly smile was a pleasant sound of silk and bamboo.

After laughing for a while, seeing that Bai Bangqing didn't pay attention to him, Mu Jinhan looked at the ceiling, his tone did not have a trace of waves, and said lightly: "It turns out that you like her." ”

After finishing speaking, he struggled a few times, propped up half of his body slightly with his right hand, turned his head sideways to Bai Wanqing and said, "Master, don't let me live, otherwise, one day, I will definitely destroy her in front of you." ”

Mu Jinhan's tone was unwavering, and he seemed to be gossiping with acquaintances who were not close, the wound on his lips cracked wider, and the blood stained his lower lip blood-red, coupled with half of the white upper lip, which made people feel that he had not cracked his lips just now, but had eaten the other half of his lips by himself.

"Impossible, if you want to destroy her, I will destroy you first." Bai Bangqing smiled and blew the tea leaves in the bowl.

"Bai Bangqing! I warn you, I am the prince! The dignity of the heavenly family cannot be violated by you like this! Mu Jinhan seemed to be scared, and took out his most useless identity to threaten Bai Bangqing.

Sure enough, this trick was useless, Bai Wanqing walked over slowly and pinched the lower half of his face with his hand.

The force he used was too great, so painful that Mu Jinhan thought that he was going to die at his hands today, Mu Jinhan glared angrily, he wanted to remember that this person who put him to death would not let him go even if he was a ghost.

Mu Jinhan's resentful eyes seemed to greatly please Bai Bangqing, he threw Mu Jinhan on the bed, and said: "I can't imagine that Mu Jinhan, who is like a mustard, dares to bluff people with the identity of a prince, which is a bit similar to the waste of the prince of war." ”

As soon as the words fell, as soon as he exerted force in his hand, "click", Mu Jinhan looked at his right hand and hung down weakly.

Mu Jinhan opened his mouth, he didn't dare to shout, Bai Bangqing, this person is the devil!

"I hate rubbish, you're weak, so I'm taking the opportunity to recuperate, lest you're always moving in bed." After Bai Wanqing finished speaking, he put the fingers of his right hand into his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to enjoy it very much, and he didn't say anything more, and fell asleep on the small couch next to him.

Unlike the sleeping Bai Bangqing, Mu Jin didn't dare to come out, Bai Bangqing was actually sucking his own blood?!

He's such a madman!

For fear that he would suddenly get up and kill himself, Mu Jinhan didn't dare to blink his eyes, and stared at the person on the small couch tightly.

"Don't think I don't know, you are clever and deliberately do not ask the servants for help." Bai Bangqing, who was pretending to be asleep, said this, and there was no movement.

It's just that this sentence relieved Mu Jinhan from his fright, he looked at the ceiling in a daze, why, they all thought of him like this?

The queen mother is like this, and the father is like this. Even the master who used to be the best to him is like this, he is just a child, and there are times when he can't protect himself.

The blood flowing from his lips flowed into his own mouth, and the rich smell of rust made him more sober, and he thought of the little girl who showed her head by the window just now, and a thought suddenly came to his heart, if it was Bai Bangqing's heart treasure, would her blood be delicious?

As soon as this thought came out, he himself was shocked, but he closed his eyes with peace of mind in an instant, he wanted to live well, live to break the enemy's bones, drink the enemy's blood, Mu Jinhan, he would never die so easily.

Song Qianqian sorted out her emotions, and went to Sun Tiandrunk to go out to the War King's Mansion together.

When I arrived at the Zhanwang Mansion, I felt that the atmosphere in the mansion was very depressing, and Ping'er, the little maid who would tease her on weekdays, saw her today, and she didn't even dare to look at her, so she ran over with her head down.

I felt very strange in my heart, the sisters and brothers walked to the study of the War King's Mansion, and as soon as they stepped into the courtyard, they were picked up by a person, and the unique cold lotus aroma on that person's body reminded her that it was cold and strict!

His big hand pressed her head his chest, although it didn't hurt, but this action was really inexplicably shameful, Song Qianqian struggled slightly, and said, "Godfather, I can't control my anger!" ”

Listening to her voice, Leng Yan seemed to react, and quickly let go of his hand.

Looking up again, Song Qianqian found that she had been carried into the room by Leng Yan, looking at the window of the study closed, feeling a little strange, without waiting for her to post, he said: "Wait a minute, you and your milk bag are here to meditate, and you don't hear anything outside the window, understand?" ”

nodded obediently, opened the door and went out coldly.

Song Qianqian looked left and right, and patted her leg, why did her brother disappear!

Walked quickly to the door, about to find Sun Tiandrunk, before his hand touched the door panel, a cold voice came from outside the door: "Go back, sit down, and read." ”

This voice directly froze Song Qianqian's hand, and she obediently returned to her seat, but muttered in her heart: "Why is the door of the War King's Mansion made of iron?" A smell of rust? ”

Thinking so in his heart, the door opened, Sun Qian drunk and walked in, Song Qianqian hurriedly pulled him to sit down, but he didn't excitedly discuss with her the food he was going to ask Leng Yan for today as usual.

The person was dumbfounded, holding the book in his hand and burying his head in reading it. Song Qianqian was bored with herself, and she also felt a little embarrassed, she didn't have a child's effort.