The doctors entered the dormitory one by one with the medicine boxes. They all called the pulse, got together, and discussed something. After a while, the doctor headed by him came out of the inner room and looked at Yan Xun who was sitting at the desk and said:

"Your Majesty, after our consultation, Miss Chu is no longer in serious trouble. It's just that the girl has been drinking too much recently, and she has an old disease, and today she suddenly uses internal strength, which leads to poor flow of qi and veins, and she needs to be well regulated in the future. We prescribed a prescription for the girl, just take it on time and she will get better. ”

Yan Xun's nervous heart finally let go, thinking that she was desperate tonight, and she also wanted to protect Xiu Lijun by her side, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Got it, you guys go down and bring the medicine to you." Yan Xun waved his hand to tell them to step back, and then walked into the inner room. Looking at Chu Qiao lying on the bed, his pale face was like fragile porcelain. Yan Xun did it on the side of the bed and watched it like this.

"Alas... Achu, why are you so persistent..."Yan Xun whispered.

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and Shiso walked in with a medicine bowl.

"Your Majesty, the medicine is here."

Yan Xun helped Chu Qiao up, took the medicine bowl, and fed it spoonful by spoonful, looking at Chu Qiao who was asleep, in addition to pain, his heart was more lonely and bitter.

Shiso took the medicine bowl and turned to leave. At this time, Yan Xun stopped at this moment when he thought about it. I held Chu Qiao like this for the rest of my life. It's a pity that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel...

Time passed slowly, and Ah Jing's voice came from outside the door:

"Master, Yan Feng is back."

After Yan Xun heard this, his eyes became cold. Let go of the hand holding Chu Qiao, slowly put her down on the bed, took a deep look, got up and walked out.

At the moment when Yan Xun stepped out of the door. Chu Qiao opened his eyes, got up and walked out of bed. When I came to the knife holder, I just wanted to know if the Remnant Rainbow Sword was still there.

Looking at the remnant rainbow sword on the knife stand, his nervous heart suddenly relaxed. I was relieved because of the success of tonight's plan. It won't be long before she can get out of here, out of this place that suffocates her.

Slowly walked to the desk, sat down, and picked up an unwritten piece of paper. After thinking for a while, I picked up my pen and began to write.

In half a cup of tea, Chu Qiao dried the written letter, folded it, put it into the wrist guard he usually used, and then walked back to the bed, sat cross-legged, and continued to heal his wounds.

In the early morning of the second day, the cold wind was still blowing as usual, and the people in the New Year were still celebrating and keeping the New Year for last night, and most of them were still asleep at this time. I have different dreams.

Chu Qiao, who woke up in the morning, ate the breakfast sent by the dining room, eating one bite at a time, as if today's breakfast was particularly appetizing.

"Good morning, girl, how are you feeling today?" Zi Su asked while combing Chu Qiao's hair.

"It's much better than yesterday, and I want to go to the guard station to see He Xiao and them today, and I don't know how they are doing this year." Chu Qiao said lightly.

"Girl, do you want to prepare some food to bring with you?" Shiso asked.

"Well, you let the dining room prepare." Chu Qiao nodded, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly upward.

"No" Shiso exited the door.

Chu Qiao walked out of the door and looked up at the sky, the blue sky, the cold wind was still there, facing the wind-blowing clothes, the plum blossom patterns embroidered on the sleeves rose and fell, as if blooming in the wind.