Chapter 22: Murong Weizhen 2
"Shuohua, you stay, I'll go alone." Lin Weier chuckled and patted her shoulder to let him stay.
Lin Weier followed Bai Qi to a courtyard in a circle, there is also a formation here, Lin Weier silently followed behind Bai Qi, just like when she entered the door, not walking, not looking, not moving.
Finally walked to a door, there were two guards guarding the door, seeing Bai Qilai consciously open the door, Bai Qi said, "Miss Lin, please inside." ”
Lin Wei'er walked in, the lights in the room were dim, as soon as she entered the chapter, the door was closed, Lin Wei'er was in the belly, these people were really relieved to put her and the Seventh Prince in the same room, and they were not afraid that she would be unfavorable to Murong Chiqian, but think about it, if she really dared to do anything to Murong Chiqian, she must be the one who died first, even if she didn't die, she didn't have the ability to escape from this layered courtyard, and now it is really a man-made sword.
"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, Hubu Shangshu Lin Wei'er asks to see you." Standing there for a long time without moving, a delicate screen in front of her blocked her vision, but she could feel that there was someone in the room, this person was breathing weakly, and he was indeed seriously ill.
After waiting for a long time, no one answered, and she even suspected that the people inside were asleep.
Now it's about patience, she hasn't looked around since she entered the courtyard, in order to show the Seventh Prince a sincerity, a sincerity as an ally.
than patience, Lin Weier has never lost, she doesn't believe that the Seventh Prince can make her wait, she just got up early in the morning, and now her sleepy eyes are a little unable to open, and she doesn't know what incense is used in the room, which makes her feel a little familiar.
A stick of incense, a quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour, Lin Weier's legs were sore, and she didn't see a movement from the people inside, or there was still a sound of breathing inside, she felt that the people inside were dead.
After waiting for another half an hour, Lin Weier's temper couldn't help it, although she asked him, but she also showed her enough sincerity, Jiuye Furui was the antidote he had never found in his previous life, she now sent the antidote to the door, it was also considered to save his life, not a life-saving benefactor, how much she also helped him, and she counted herself as a few meanings, she got up early in the morning, came to negotiate hungry, and still hasn't dripped, this matter is insulting her.
Thinking of these, Lin Weier didn't care about the previous forbearance, as soon as she raised her feet and walked in, there was a bigger screen behind the screen, this screen painted not a landscape, not a character, but a terrain map, and a terrain map of the whole world.
In her previous life, she had almost stepped on the famous rivers and mountains, and her footprints were left in many places, and she had seen the terrain map in front of her.
Lin Weier's heart beat suddenly, as if she had discovered something terrible, she steadied her mind and walked behind the screen.
Behind the screen, there is a huge bed, on the bed lies a person, dressed in royal blue clothes, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his pale face without blood, and at first glance it looks like he is seriously ill.
Seeing him, her tears poured out like water that had been stored for a long time and opened the floodgates, it was him, the person who stood up in many crises in her life, and the person who jumped out to save her when she was desperate and helpless at the last moment of her life.
Unexpectedly, this person was Murong Weizhen, Lin Weier's mind was blank, she just wanted to hug him well, the man she was most sorry for.