Shen Chujiu had frozen in place, her skilled medical skills seemed to have been forgotten in an instant, and her brain was blank!

Feng Xuan's voice trembled, and her eyes turned red: "Miss, you, you can take a look for the master first......"

Yes, now is not the time to panic, check his pulse, check his pulse!

Shen Chujiuqiang took a few steps forward with a steady mind, his legs were weak, and he almost stumbled to the side of the bed.

The stiff foot of the bed hit her knee, but as if she didn't know the pain, she carefully took Rong Yuanzhi's hand out of the quilt.

Rong Yuanzhi, don't you think that once you die, your grievances will be gone?!

No way!

On the poor and falling on the Yellow Spring, I will pull you back! I won't get what you want!

Shen Chujiu bit her lip, the red blood woke up the reality, and she put her slightly trembling hand on Rong Yuanzhi's veins.

In just one moment, the blood on that beautiful face faded!

"Why is he like this?!"

This is a question!

The heart is a god, but Rong Yuanzhi's heart is almost inaudible.

Diagnosing the pulse is to overthink and secretly consume the appearance of yin and blood, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a candle in the wind and a lamp in the rain!

Maple Leaf is a dark guard, but he can't cry anymore.

Feng Xuan's eyes were red, and she looked away: "After the young lady left, the master became like this." ”

Shen Chujiu looked at Rong Yuanzhi, smiled sadly, smiled and smiled, and his eyes turned red.

Rong Yuanzhi, Rong Yuanzhi, who are you torturing yourself like this?

When you put it in your hands, and when you take it out again, it is a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Miss, what are you going to do?"

Shen Chujiu was silent, but cut off his fingers.

A little bit of red oozed out, like a plum blossom falling, and the plum blossom dripped into Rong Yuanzhi's lips and seeped into his teeth.

Feed the blood!

Blood!

Feng Xuan was stunned and shocked: "Miss, this ......"

"Remember when I first entered the palace, I asked you to give Cui'er the medicinal herbs?"

Feng Xuan nodded.

Shen Chujiu didn't speak either.

Those medicinal materials, she used to warm and nourish her body, the medicine was not empty, and the residual strength was not gone.

She is proficient in this extreme rescue technique, and she knows that the human body itself is a great medicine, and with hemoglobin in the blood, it is actually more effective than many superior drugs.

Blood feeding is a very long process, and it needs to be fed once every half column of incense.

During this period, Feng Xuan said several times that she was staring at Shen Chujiu, but she refused.

I don't know what to think in her heart, in short, she doesn't want Rong Yuanzhi to leave her sight.

And so it was the night.

The deeper the night, the more cold Shen Chujiu felt.

Touching the man's sleeping face with his hand, Shen Chujiu blinked, and finally took away his tears.

"You are the god of war of the apocalypse, the god of war who can conquer everything! If you die like this, I will help Nanyue step on your apocalypse! Shen Chujiu was ruthless and stared at the man on the bed.

She didn't believe that Rong Yuanzhi died like this, but she couldn't say anything else when she died.

Didn't you stand resolutely in front of An Lingwei at the beginning? Why is it so painful now?

You...... Who is it for?

She could only stay quietly by the bedside, feeding blood again and again, watching the bright red blood stain his lips, and her heart would calm down.

Shen Chujiu guarded like this, and as soon as he guarded, it was a night.

——

Rong Yuan stopped walking aimlessly in his dream, and the darkness seemed to have no end in sight.

He left in a hurry, and his heart was in a panic.

He didn't know where he was going, he couldn't see the way forward.

I wanted to stop, but my legs didn't listen.

Later, a figure appeared in front of him, splitting the endless darkness, and the surroundings were instantly clear!

"The ninth day of the first month." Rong Yuanzhi shouted.

He opened his eyes and sat up with his tired body.

Looking sideways, I saw Shen Chujiu leaning on the side of the bed and napping.

The former princess has a face as white as paper.

For a moment, Rong Yuanzhi felt that the woman's soft body was as light as an illusion.

Is she sick?

Why is your face so bad?

Rong Yuanzhi wanted to open his mouth to ask, but when he opened his mouth, his breath was not smooth, and he couldn't help coughing lightly.

Shen Chujiu woke up immediately!

Turning her head to see the person sitting on the bed, her gaze instantly regained some brightness, but after a moment, it fell silent again.

"His Royal Highness King Qi, your body needs to be recuperated, so I won't bother and leave." Shen Chujiu stood up and saluted, covering his bare hands full of knife wounds. say

"Wait." Rong Yuanzhi stopped her.

Shen Chujiu didn't look back, and asked, "Is there something wrong with His Royal Highness King Qi?" ”

Rong Yuanzhi didn't speak, just got out of bed with his body propped up, walked over step by step, and wanted to reach out and hug him, but was pointed at his chest by Shen Chujiu.

"Your hand ......" Rong Yuan stopped his heartache.

Shen Chujiu sighed secretly, but did not answer.

Her chest was so tightly blocked that her eyes were hot.

Just turned around, he returned to indifference, and gently pushed Rong Yuanzhi away: "His Royal Highness King Qi, please respect yourself!" ”

Dead weight!

Rong Yuanzhi's whole person was desperate, her indifferent appearance was the most cruel criminal law in the world to him.

He just looked at Shen Chujiu like that, suffering like Ling Chi, and refused to look away.

He looked at it so seriously, he just wanted to find even a trace of Shen Chujiu's tenderness.

But no, nothing.

"Chu Jiu, Nanyue is too dangerous, I came here and just wanted to take you away." The sunlight shone into the room, and Rong Yuanzhi's upper body was hidden in the shadows.

"Dangerous?"

Shen Chujiu finally looked up at Rong Yuanzhi, and in that look, there was no longer estrangement, and there was no longer a spark.

It's like saying goodbye to the dead silence of the past, and then stating the parting condolences: "Rong Yuanzhi, you think you are sheltering me from the wind and rain, but in fact, you brought the wind and rain."

There's no denying that I once loved you, and I'm sure you had me in your heart. It's just that...... It's all gone.

And those who used to ...... I owe you, and I will pay back my life once.

You owe me, you know I don't care.

So...... Leave me alone, and let yourself go. ”

Let......

A line of tears finally slipped from Rong Yuanzhi's eyes, and he tried his best to endure it, but Shen Chujiu's indifferent words finally pushed him completely into hell.

Rong Yuan grabbed Shen Chujiu's hand as if grasping a life-saving straw.

He didn't have time to do anything, so she didn't want anything.

What do you want him to do, so that she is willing to believe that she really regrets it and knows that she is wrong......

A few tears smashed on the back of Shen Chujiu's hand, and her heart hurt.

It's just how can she overcome the hurdle in her heart? Killing her mother and son, how should she not worry about the man in front of her?

Just like the day when the heavy rain poured, Shen Chujiu gently broke his hand: "Goodbye, Your Highness!" ”

Goodbye, just don't see!

Rong Yuanzhi finally let go of his hand and stood there quietly, watching Shen Chujiu turn around, watching her skirt twist, watching her walk out of the room step by step, step by step out of her own world.

He stretched out his hand, but he didn't even grasp the shadow when his grief was extreme.

Let......

How can she let herself go?

……

And how could Shen Chujiu, who walked out of the post station, ever be better?

His eyes were burning, red and stubborn and unwilling to fall into tears.

The body fell together, and then exhaled a touch of depression.

She stood there for a long time.

When I looked up again, I saw Mu Xiuhan standing not far away, looking at her with a complicated expression. Shen Chujiu wanted to show a smile to maintain his usual appearance, but the tearful appearance in the smile made Mu Xiuhan's heart ache even more.

"Your face is a little bad, take you to a good meal?" Mu Xiuhan was solemn, and changed his smile to try to make the atmosphere more relaxed.