He has only been able to survive until now because he is a practitioner and has a strong physique.

But even so, it's just a mortal body, how long can it last?!

"I still have to grow old with Xixi, I won't die so easily, Xixi doesn't have to worry." He stood up from the stool with one hand on the edge of the table, and tore a clean robe from the hanger and draped it on.

If it is known that he is seriously injured, there will be those who are ready to move at any time.

How can they succeed?

"I just don't want to die, I'm not worried about you." Su Xi puffed out his cheeks and denied it directly.

He walked up to her, leaned over and smiled at her, and reached out to gently scrape the tip of her nose: "Good, stay in the room and don't go anywhere, I'll be back in a while." ”

Looking at his back slowly leaving, Su Xi only felt a slight tremor in his heart for a moment.

This man probably never panics, does he? He was determined, and the optimism between his eyebrows made her suddenly forget that he was a serious injury.

It wasn't until he closed the door and his figure disappeared from her sight that she came back to her senses.

Looking at the bloody robe on the stool, the large and small scars on the bronze color appeared in his head in an instant.

What did he go through in the past?

Biting her fingers and pacing back and forth in the room, she still couldn't rest assured, she walked briskly to the door with the hem of her skirt ready to look for him.

When he opened the door, he met Zhang Deming and Xiao Duzi carrying a large wooden barrel and were about to reach out and knock on the door.

"Concubine Niangniang, the servants sent hot water, and the emperor said that Niangniang will rest first after bathing and changing clothes."

Zhang Deming is very respectful with his waist.

Su Xi was slightly stunned for a moment, and then turned sideways to make his debut.

Two men carried a wooden bucket full of water into the house.

After putting down the wooden barrel, Xiao Duzi put the neatly folded clean clothes and towels in his hand on the low stool next to the bathtub, and Zhang Deming took the bloody clothes on the stool.

"Grandpa Zhang, where is the emperor now?" When Zhang Deming led Xiao Duzi to leave, Su Xi couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Deming pressed his waist to the bottom three points: "Niangniang, take a shower and change clothes, if you accidentally catch a cold, the emperor will be distressed." ”

After that, he hurried away without answering Su Xi's question.

Su Xi stood by the door, watching the rain dripping from the eaves, she took a deep breath.

The rain is heavy again, and it goes on and on.

However, why didn't Zhang Deming tell her where he went?

"Concubine Niangniang."

Suddenly, Xiao Duzi, who had already left, turned back again.

He looked around with his head shrunken, looking very sneaky.

"Little Duzi, is there something wrong?" Su Xi tilted her head and asked.

Xiao Duzi walked into the house lightly: "The slave knows where the emperor went, but don't tell the master that the slave said it, otherwise the slave will be beaten by the master." ”

The master in his mouth is Zhang Deming.

Su Xi nodded sincerely: "Well, I promise not to say it!" ”

"The emperor went to the east wing, and now he is stitching up his wounds, because the emperor is afraid that you will be frightened, so he told none of us to talk much."

After speaking, Xiao Duzi turned around and left, and did not forget to tell when he stepped out of the threshold: "Niangniang, don't betray your slaves." ”

Su Xi chased after him with the hem of his skirt: "Eh, Xiao Duzi, which room is in the east wing, please take me there." ”