Chapter Seventy-Eight: Wake Up

Lou Wange woke up from the nightmare, opened her eyes and saw the scene in front of her, and guessed a few points about what happened, suddenly a headache came up, she held her forehead, remembered what she had done after the attack of the blood spirit, and frowned, she didn't know how to describe the mood at the moment, was it anger at her cruel behavior, or shame at being out of shape in front of everyone?

That's it, now that it's happened, there's nothing to think about anymore.

I tried to move my body, only to find that my blood was sealed, and I was puzzled, and I really couldn't remember who sealed the silver needle for her. Looking at the silver needle, she suddenly became nervous: Isn't the condition of her body undoubtedly exposed?

Concentrating on a shock with internal force, all the silver needles fell to the ground, and there was no silver needle to seal the veins, and the blood flowed up to her head for a while, she suddenly felt a fishy sweetness in her chest, and she held on to the edge of the bed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Beichen and Tang Juan saw such a scene as soon as they arrived at the door, but Tang Juan reacted quickly, and rushed over to help Lou Wange: "You are crazy, you are so strong, you will die." ”

Raising his bloodshot eyes, he didn't know anyone in front of him, Lou Wange waved his sleeves and knocked off the veil on Tang Juan's face, and a terrifying scar appeared in front of everyone.

Tang Juan hurriedly covered his face to pick up the veil: "You-"

Lou Wange was also taken aback, and only then did she have an understanding of the cause and effect of the matter: "I-" was about to help Tang Xuan, who was squatting on the ground, when suddenly his head began to hurt violently, and he held his head in pain. Seeing this, Hongsheng and Green Dye, who had caught up together, panicked and put her flat on the bed.

Hongsheng gently massaged her temples, trying to relieve her headache: "Master, are you better?" Why don't I take a look at it for you? ”

Lou Wange endured the severe pain, and glanced at Beichen standing at the door, unable to see the appearance clearly, only a tall afterimage, thinking of everything that happened, a nameless voice rose in her heart, and pushed Hongsheng's hand away: "You all go out, I want to be alone." ”

"Master!"

"Sister!"

"What are you doing on your own? Do you use "Fangfei" again? Tang Juan put on a veil and said, but he didn't blame Lou Wange's behavior, after all, poor people!

"You don't have to worry about my business," he said to Beichen at the door, "But thank you for bringing me back." Hongsheng, take them out, no one is allowed to come near here until I go out of the Cold Snow Pavilion. ”

"Sister, if we don't leave, we'll be here." Although Midori was injured, his attitude remained firm. She wants to accompany her sister and guard every inch.

"When I don't listen to you," his dry lips squirmed slightly, tears rolling in his eyes, "Get out of here, right away." Otherwise, don't call me sister, and don't recognize me as Lord. ”

The two glanced at each other, knowing that it was not a good thing to persist and disobey the master's intentions, so they had to retreat first according to her words.

"His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, girl, my master wants to stay by himself, please, don't disturb here." Before exiting, Hongsheng said to Beichen and Tang Juan.

Tang Juan sighed, walked in front of Beichen, and looked at him worriedly: "Let's go, she naturally has her own way." ”

Closing the door also took away the sunlight in the house-

Finally released, rolled off the bed with a headache, dragged his body that had already exhausted his energy to the mirror, opened the small pill box before and took out a red pill, and fed it into his mouth without the slightest hesitation.

Leaning on the corner of the table, he smiled slowly, "Fang Fei" attacked, the abdomen was like a knife twisting, coupled with the effect of the blood spirit in the body, the two collided, and the whole body was about to explode.

Lou Wange gave up the struggle, clenched her hands, bit her lips tightly, a little blood beads poured out of her pale lips, tears mixed with painful sweat rolled down her cheeks, she looked sideways at the light outside the window, thinking of the events of the past two days, remembering the previous events, her heart slowly fell into pain with her body, and slowly became cold, as if falling into cold.

This heart is in turmoil, this situation is uneasy, why is it in the whirlpool, and why is it thinking?

Outside the Cold Snow Pavilion, a group of people were waiting, waiting for their master to come out, waiting, hoping -

From morning to noon, to afternoon, to dusk—

Beiliuyun recovered a little better, because he was really worried about being helped to the Cold Snow Pavilion to wait, Beichen went back to the palace, and returned to the Cold Snow Pavilion with Bei Duqing in the afternoon. Haimi also returned, looking at Hanxue Pavilion with wooden eyes, as if there were many things hidden in his heart. Yunluo was also worried, and afraid of being exposed, so he quietly hid in the crowd and watched.

Beichen was unintentional, looked around, but found Yunluo in the crowd with sharp eyes, and was puzzled: Who is that person? Why is it so similar to Yunqi next to Uncle Huang? I don't have to think about it too much, now, the talent in the cabinet is the most important-