She was so painful, and the blood was dripping with pain, not only the internal organs, but also the three souls and six souls.

He loves her, how can he hurt her like this?

When he came the next day, she was hoarse and wanted to ask him. But when she saw him, she was silent.

Don't ask, don't tell.

He hated her so much.

She was terrified by his hatred.

He loves her, she can ignore her, what should she do if he doesn't love her?

She didn't dare to think about it.

Xiao Yue was still rubbing her neck when she came, and the red mark that was strangled yesterday was dispersed today, and the faint red spread throughout her neck, like the color of a baby's most delicate skin.

He asked her in a cold voice, "Are you well?" ”

Xie Zhaorong's light and beautiful eyes stared at him for a while, don't look over, "Go like a thread." ”

Xiao Yue's thin lips were pursed, choking her neck, she couldn't breathe well, choked and vomited blood, and even her lips were bitten raw, Xiao Yue's right hand choked her, and her left hand stretched out her index finger, gently wiping away the blood that was constantly oozing.

He had never been glad of her pain.

On July 10, he came to her and asked, "Are you well?" ”

She looked at him and said lightly, "Sick to the bone marrow." ”

On July 11, he still asked her, "Are you well?" ”

She closed her eyes tiredly, "You can't do anything." ”

He became more and more fierce, but let her go again when she was on the verge of death.

On July 12, he still asked her, "Are you well?" ”

She tugged at his sleeve, "I beg to die quickly." ”

He grabbed her by the neck and said coldly, "I won't allow you to die." ”

On July 13, she struggled to get up, hung the beam unsuccessfully, fell the tea cup and cut her wrists, but was rescued by the palace people.

When Xiao Yue came in, he became more and more angry, and condescendingly grabbed her neck and said, "In Xiao Zhao, I said that you are not allowed to die, so you can't die." ”

Saying that, he turned back slightly and instructed Ren Mingsu behind him, "Zhaorong needs to rest." ”

Ren Mingsu glanced at the tent with compassion, although he had never seen this Xie Zhaorong, but he could imagine how beautiful and touching he was.

Hearing that Xie Zhaorong was attracted to lovesickness, Ren Mingsu frowned for a long time, the palace concubine had this disease, and I am afraid that she will die violently.

What made him strange was that the Holy Lord didn't seem to want her to die, but instead wanted her to drag on for a day.

If Xie Zhaorong changes his mind, then there is no cure for this disease.

But emotions are the most difficult to control, and they can't be empathized with overnight.

She can't live forever, what is the saint clinging to?

Xiao Yue only asked him one sentence, "How to delay." ”

Ren Mingsu muttered, "Gu poison likes heat, you can place your mother in an extremely cool place. Gu Poison was overjoyed, and he didn't want to think about it or move it. ”

In July, the heat is scorching, and the salt pond palace is full of ice, and you can feel the chill of the forest when you stand outside the palace.

Everyone in Xianchi Palace put on thick jackets and went out into the hall, it was really two heavens of ice and fire.

Xie Zhaorong slept on the cold jade couch, quiet and peaceful, as if he had never woken up, his eyelashes moved slightly, and he seemed to be about to wake up.

But she didn't wake up.

Will she ever wake up?

On July 14, Xiao Yue did not enter the Xianchi Palace.

On July 14, Xie Zhaorong didn't wake up until the evening, and Luzhu scolded Ren Mingsu with tears and gave his mother something strange!

Ren Mingsu shrugged, "Requiem soup, Niangniang needs to rest." ”

He added a few flavors of medicine to the requiem soup, and he also tried it, but he didn't expect it to be quite useful.

When the ministers heard that the saint had sacrificed himself to enter the temple, Hulala ran to the outside of Tongtian Temple to block the water in the alley, which was not very spacious.

Everyone knelt outside the temple with their hearts and minds, and the mountain shouted long live, and the mountain called for three thoughts. Someone kept fainting, someone kept struggling to straighten up, "I can kneel for a little longer!" ”

The holy spring and autumn are in full bloom, how can they suddenly escape into the empty door? Not to be!

I, Dazhao, still want to set foot in the Northern Dynasty under the leadership of the Holy Lord and dominate the world!

Someone wiped his sweat and said weakly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been in charge of the country for a few days, and the government affairs have been handled properly and won the hearts of the people.

Some people shouted angrily in a low voice, Prince Rouren is the king of success, not the king of pioneering!

Some people are not happy again, saying what happened to Prince Rouren? Spring breeze and rain, Ze is born!

Everyone quarreled so much that they left behind the original intention of kneeling here, if it weren't for the people who were far away from good things tiptoeing their heads, everyone would have rolled up their sleeves and fought hard!

Xiao Junzhi also knelt outside Tongtian Temple.

(Write again tomorrow)