Chapter 83: Dust in the Sun

A ray of warm sunlight passed through the gap in the door of the wing, and shone brightly on a pool of blood on the ground, and the darkness was so dazzling.

The sunlight gently fell on Ran Bingchen's pale face, illuminating him with a hint of life.

The wooden door carved from agarwood was gently pushed open by a hand that was discarded like smoke, and with a squeak, the sun shone and fell all over him.

He woke up in the twilight, opened his eyes weakly, forced himself to lie on the side of the bed, and said softly with a faint smile: "Why, I'm not dead yet?" ”

"What nonsense. Come, drink the medicine first. ”

Abandoned Ruyan half-crouched down and handed the medicine bowl to his lips.

There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and he glanced at her suspiciously, and did not speak.

"What? I'm afraid that my bowl is poison? ”

Qi Ruyan saw through his mind at a glance, and when he raised the decoction, he wanted to take a sip to dispel his doubts.

But he stretched out his hand to stop him.

He smiled faintly and said softly: "Others, I am Ran Bingchen, but you can be trusted." ”

"Huh? Why? We're just scratching the surface. ”

Abandon Ruyan smiled slowly and asked casually.

Ran Bingchen just smiled faintly, then took the soup bowl and drank it with his neck tilted, and then wiped a handful of medicinal stains on his lips before saying slowly-

"Because if you can save me despite the backlash, it is enough to prove that you don't want to kill me."

Ran Bingchen gently put the bowl on the ground on the side, stared at the discarded eyes, smiled slightly, and said slowly.

He smiled and was noncommittal.

She picked up the bowl and asked, "Why did you meet the Nine Infants?" Still hurt by it? With your injuries yesterday, you shouldn't have made it to the back mountain, right? ”

Ran Bingchen couldn't help but have a trace of panic in his eyes when he saw her mention it, but he quickly covered it up well.

He just pouted and smiled inadvertently, and replied casually: "Yesterday, my sword fell on the back mountain, and I went to find it, but I unexpectedly met the Nine Infants. In desperation, he was injured by it, so he had to flee back here. Afraid that the maid who was checking the room would leak the news, she could only hide on the roof beam, but unexpectedly attracted you and Ning Jingchen. ”

"Demon Venerable, you're joking. If the Demon Venerable is lost in Wugui Pavilion, or is seriously injured and lost, the maid on duty is bound to come to report Ning Jingchen. Otherwise, wouldn't the Demon Realm want to send troops back to the Pavilion to ask for Your Excellency's people? ”

Qu Ruyan just smiled and casually replied to his words, finished cleaning up the bowl and turned around to leave.

But when she turned around, a trace of helplessness flashed in Ran Bingchen's eyes, and he whispered softly: "You just gave me a drink, but it's a decoction made of the scales of the Nine Infants?" ”

"Since the Demon Venerable is so well-informed, he naturally knows what he just drank is. You don't have to explain it by a vulgar person like smoke, do you? ”

Abandon Ruyan smiled slightly, and replied without turning around.

There was a clear hint of rejection in her tone, three points of indifference, and seven points of deep alienation.

"You are so clever and clever that you can tell me that I am lying, how can you be a vulgar person? Is that right? ”

Ran Bingchen smiled helplessly, raised his eyes to stare at her figure, and said meaningfully.

"Oh? Which word did the Demon Venerable Fang say wrong? I don't understand. ”

Qi Ruyan slowed his tone, turned to Ran Bingchen and smiled slightly, looking at his eyes condescendingly.

Ran Bingchen's eyes moved slightly, and as the sunlight passed through her eyes, there was an illusion that made his heartbeat stop instantly.

Suffocating him, delusion.

"Oh, it's weird, you're obviously not her......"

The sadness and helplessness in Ran Bingchen's eyes were intertwined, and a deep sigh fell into the sunlight on the ground, giving birth to dust.