"You go out, I'll do it here."

With a slight flick of his sleeves, he also closed the door, and the frightened Mo Fei hurriedly took a few steps back, so as not to flatten his face, he was already not good-looking, and if he hit it like this, wouldn't it be even uglier.

Xuan Heng was worried about covering the quilt Shen Qingci, this was the first time he had seen a woman's face so closely.

She looked really small, sixteen, but like a child of twelve or thirteen, and her face was very small, almost no bigger than one of her fists, and her whole body was not the slightest weight.

She is sleeping more peacefully now, and I don't know if it's because the bowl of medicine has an effect, so it makes her so quiet, although her face is still not much bloody, but it is much better than just now.

Don't grab this, he raised his arm, but the hand was clung tightly.

"Cold," Branding Heng gently patted her fingers, "My hand is for you to hold, can you put it in the quilt?" ”

I don't know if his words worked, but finally, her fingers loosened a little, but she gripped his hand tightly, and her fingers were almost without a trace of warmth.

Yan Heng couldn't help but clench the little hand in his palm, as if he wanted to give her the warmth of his body, and also pull her back from that boundless hell.

Shen Qingci's long eyelashes trembled again, and she couldn't help but clench again, the only warmth she could feel now was also such a warmth, which took her away from the darkness and the pain.

She seemed to have come to the pear tree again, and she often stood here, waiting for the pear tree to bloom, once a year, six years had passed, and the pear blossom was falling again, and she stretched out her hand to get a piece, but the petals fell down her hand.

She looked back and saw a haggard and poor woman, who had raised her arm, which had no wrist, and on her broken right wrist, there was a half-pair of scissors, which she had plunged into a woman's stomach.

She said, who said you can't kill without hands?

Without hands, you can still kill people, and you can kill people.

She saw a man, and his random sticks beat to death, and she also saw those sticks hit the woman, breaking the bones of her body, and also breaking the flesh and skin of her body, and she was lying there in pain, on her bare wrists, and there was nothing.

Until the two jumped in from the outer wall.

"This death is miserable," Bai Yizi suddenly smiled, but in those eyes, there was no smile, and some were just indifferent, "The incense just now can't be this pear tree, no, I want to dig this tree back and plant it in my Hou Mansion." ”

He was laughing, but another man in Tsing Yi came over, and his black eyes couldn't bear to flash for a moment, and then he took off his cloak, and covered the woman's body, and then straightened her hair, and then put her handsless wrists in the cloak.

"Hey, what are you doing, I haven't dug the tree yet."

It was too late for the man in white to stop it, so he saw that the man in Tsing Yi had already taken out a fire fold and threw it at the house not far away, and then the flames soared into the sky......

The fire burned here for a whole day and night, and even the pear tree was burned to ashes, and no one knew that it had happened here, but only that when the fire was extinguished, nothing fell here, but only a faint incense that could hardly be found......

Shen Qingci stood that morning, she watched the courtyard where she had lived for six years being burned down, there was pain, relief, and peace......

She lowered her head and raised her hands, her hands were good, they didn't fall off, and there were ......

Her fingers caught something very warm, and she didn't know what it was, so she couldn't help but follow the warmth......

Half of the wall behind him is ruined, life and death are impermanent, and reincarnation has passed.

Until she opened her eyes, the warmth in her hand was still there, she gently exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, and also grabbed the warmth hard, she didn't want to let go, she didn't want to let go, she didn't dare to let go.

And when she looked around, she realized that she was no longer in that room, and she moved her hands and feet, and they were not tied.

It wasn't until she looked down that she realized she was holding a hand, a big, warm hand, which was a man's hand.

Her gaze moved up, but it was met by a pair of contemplative black pupils, where her reflection was clearly reflected, and there was a clarity she had never seen before.

"When I wake up, I drink medicine."

He picked up the medicine on the table, put his hand on the back of her head, and helped her up.

Shen Qingci looked at him blankly, and then, she let go of her hand, and she couldn't help but grasp the quilt on her body when the temperature suddenly lost.

Xuan Heng didn't say anything, but put the medicine in front of her again.

"Drink."

Shen Qingci wanted to pick up the bowl, but her hands suddenly ached.

"Drink," the medicine was put to her mouth again, she glanced at the man, then lowered her head, and drank the bowl of medicine like this, not saying bitterness, nor mentioning her pain.

He moved the medicine bowl away and placed it on the table next to him.

He stretched out his hand, and then carefully put Shen Qingci's arm in the quilt, and his slender fingers also pulled up the quilt to cover her.

"Don't worry, this is the Shuo Palace, you are safe here, your father doesn't know what happened to you now, when you get better, what do you want to do with the rest?"

The corners of Shen Qingci's lips moved slightly, in fact, she wanted to say thank you, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't hear any sound.

And she suddenly became uneasy, and some cold sweat oozed from her forehead, what about her voice, why did she have no voice, why couldn't she say it.

Xuan Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then asked her, "You can't speak?" ”

Shen Qingci nodded, her mouth was wide open, and there was still no sound.

"Don't worry," Jiang Heng stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt for her again, like an elder looking at his junior, "I'll have someone come and show you." ”

Not long after, Mo Fei came over, and he checked for a long time, and then he turned back to the brand.

"Childe, her throat is hurt, and she can't seem to hear in one ear, so she should be deafened by the force."

"Is there a way to save it?"

Xuan Heng finally stood up, he turned around, and saw that Shen Qingci was asleep again, that is, she was extremely restless in her sleep, and her delicate eyebrows were also tightly frowned, as if she was not willing to relax for a moment.

"This is not difficult," Mo Fei touched his chin and replied, "This is only caused by trauma, and it is also a temporary loss of speech and grandchildren, as for the recovery time, it is not certain yet, but it will be half a year at long and a month at short, she will be fine." ”