It was probably the calcination of the god-level Xuanhuo and the biting chill of the Chiba Ice Cube, which made Rong Ji hot and cold, and fell into a coma.

His forehead was hot, his cheeks were red, his hands and feet were cold, and he was shivering.

I covered his face with ice cubes and a thick futon for him, but his condition never improved.

"Holy Maiden, the patriarch suddenly vomited blood, the situation is very dangerous, what should I do......" Qing Yu and Qing Mo rushed over, and Qing Yu was so anxious that he spoke with a crying voice.

"Why did you vomit blood all of a sudden?"

I spread my hand and was about to get up, when the unconscious Rongji suddenly began to cough up blood.

His pillow was red with his blood, and my sleeves were soaked with him.

Qing Yu and Qing Mo looked at each other, and Qing Hui, who was still rushing behind, proposed, "Since the patriarch and His Royal Highness are both seriously injured and can't do without the Holy Maiden, why don't you carry them together, firstly, it will be convenient for the Holy Maiden to take care of them, and secondly, it will save the two of them from being jealous." ”

Jealousy? It seems to be very reasonable.

I nodded, it seems that this is the only way to do it!

"Qingyu, Qingmo, help me carry him to Xiao Zhuo's dormitory, and put him on Xiao Zhuo's couch. Qinghui, you quickly go to the spiritual doctor. ”

Qing Yu, Qing Mo was still restrained at first and didn't dare to touch Rong Ji, but seeing that he didn't mean to wake up for a long time, he simply rolled up his sleeves, moved his head and lifted his feet, and carried him out.

Qingmo looked down at Rong Ji's face and sighed, "The Holy Maiden's vision is indeed good!"

"Huh?"

"Your Highness's nose is like a gall, tall and straight. There is a rumor in the mortal world that the male protagonist is prosperous and energetic. Qingmo explained solemnly, and sneered maliciously, "No wonder the Holy Maiden can't leave His Highness for a moment!"

It seems to make sense, but I can't leave for a moment what Rong Ji is!

I flicked Qingmo's head in shame, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense!"

She said very confidently, "The holy woman wants to know if Qingmo is talking nonsense, can you try it?"

Qing Yu glared at Qing Mo, "Mo, don't mess around!"

Qingmo stuck out her tongue and looked teasing, knowing what she was thinking at a glance.

Entering Xiao Zhuo's dormitory, the rich bloody aura drifted away with the fluttering bead curtain, Xiao Zhuo's face was pale miserably, and the blood on his face had not yet dried up.

When he saw me coming in, he hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, biting his lip to try not to make his face so pale, "Sister......

I ordered Qingyu and Qingmo to move Rongji to Xiao Zhuo's side and let them lie together.

Xiao Zhuo raised his head innocently, like a frightened deer in the forest, with big silver eyes, and whispered, "Is it that Xiao Zhuo's body is always not good, which annoys my sister?"

I reached out and pinched his transparent white cheeks, chuckling, "Why are you upset? Sister, I'm not afraid that you will be bored, so I will bring Rong Ji over so that I can be your companion." ”

However, Xiao Zhuo didn't want to lie down with him. Xiao Zhuo protested quietly.

"When you're healed, you won't have to lie down with him. ”

I covered them with the futon, and I slandered them in my heart, and you feel good about it now! I can still understand such clumsy acting skills.

"I'm already fine. Xiao Zhuo moved his body to the side, and saw that I didn't react, so he just shrank quietly in a corner.

When the spiritual doctor arrived to check Rong Ji's pulse, Rong Ji suddenly withdrew his hand and put it into the futon in disgust, "Don't touch me." ”

"This ......" The spiritual doctor looked at Rong Ji, and then at me, his face was embarrassed, "Holy Maiden, this son doesn't let the old man check the pulse, and there is no way to judge the symptoms!"

"It's okay, just prescribe a prescription and don't let them be idle. I leaned to the side and looked at the notebook boredly.

Compared to the boring contest between Rong Ji and Xiao Zhuo, these books of words that Qingmo found for me are much more interesting.

"It's so cold..."Xiao Zhuo curled up, his voice extremely weak.

"It's so hot..."Rong Ji piled the bedding on Xiao Zhuo's body.

I glanced up at them, Xiao Zhuo was clean and pure, and his shoulders were slightly shrunk. Rong Ji sweated profusely on his head, and his face showed a sickly flush.

I swallowed my saliva unconsciously, isn't this exactly the scene in the book!

In the next moment, shouldn't they be as described in the book, hugging each other and crying, from the hair to the nails, showing affection?

I stared at them with bright eyes, and I could think of a storm and snow on the face of the iceberg that was calm and unmoving.

Xiao Zhuo became more and more confused, unable to understand why I was so happy, and called me in a low voice, "Sister, Rongdian is like a stove, Xiao Zhuo doesn't want to lie down with him." ”

I was thinking with relish when I blurted out, "One cold and one hot, why don't you hug each other and take what you need?"

"What are you talking about?" Rong Ji figured out what I was thinking, instantly darkened his face, and got up and walked towards me.

I hid the notebook behind me, feeling a little weak, "I mean, you are seriously injured, you should lie down and recuperate." ”

"Oh, so Ge'er cares about me?"

Rong Ji propped his hands on the corners of the table and encircled me in his arms.

"Don't, Xiao Zhuo is watching!" I was embarrassed and didn't dare to move, for fear that he would start acting recklessly in front of Xiao Zhuo.

Rong Ji glanced at Xiao Zhuo, his thin lips lightly opened, "Is it still cold? If it's still cold, I don't mind raising a fire under your bed." ”

Xiao Zhuo pursed his mouth and shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

"Hmph, if you vomit blood again, you wait and see. Rong Ji warned Xiao Zhuo as he picked me up and broke out of the door.

"Rongji, you let me down!"

Outsiders gathered, looking at me and talking with Rongji.

"Don't let go. Rong Ji patted my palm, not loud, but loud enough for those present to hear clearly.

There was a gasp of gas, and then they exploded like a pot, and their eyebrows fluttered and they discussed.

"How can you be like this!" I covered my face, ashamed and angry.

beat me in public, how can I be majestic, I don't want to lose face!

Rong Ji's chest tremor, and laughed loudly, "It's not because you owe it to clean up!"

He carried me on his shoulders, and the faster he went.

After a while, it was just me and him around, and the irises everywhere came into view. I looked up at the thatched hut in the sea of irises, and it was exactly the same as in Rong Ji's dream.

"How are you going to clean me up?" my hand clutched the hem of his shirt, my heart pounding.

He raised his eyebrows, and a hint of cunning flashed in his slender eyes, "This is the only way to clean up your palace." ”

Every time he took a step closer, I took a big step back. By the time he stepped forward, I had my back against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"Do you like me?" said Rong Ji pecked my lip flap shallowly.

I shook my head, although I tease him a lot on weekdays, but when it comes to the real thing, I don't dare to say crazy words.

"But, I like you, for a long time. "Rong Ji was very close to me, and his long eyelashes brushed against my cheeks, itching slightly.