Chapter 047: Whether the Sword Has Fallen

As Yin Fengze said, not long after he left, the maids and guards who were still standing in the main hall all withdrew, leaving only himself who was still holding the round medicine box.

Looking out through the carved wooden windows, a narrow moon slowly emerged on the horizon.

The night of the New Moon is coming soon, but the door of the room is still closed.

After a slight hesitation, Ruoyu clenched her hand and walked carefully to the door, and gently pushed the door open......

But he didn't see Jun Wuyao, but heard a very low and heavy wheezing sound.

Ruoyu followed the sound and took two more steps into the house before she saw the unstoppable Jun Wuyao.

The bed was large, and he sat on the inside, his blue satin arm biting himself in his mouth, the folds of the fabric trembling slightly, and each tremor was a heart-rending pain......

And even so, he looked up at his eyes, which were painful but still uninhibited.

Jun Wuyao narrowed his narrow eyes, let go of his arm, and spit out a word in a slightly trembling voice: "Get out." ”

When he opened his mouth, he could see that there seemed to be a little red on the tips of his teeth, and then he looked at the crumpled blue coat and saw that the fabric was torn and stained with blood......

This kind of pain, in order to block the heart-wrenching pain between the teeth, even bit the clothes.

The moon is cold, the night is dark, the passage of time is extremely abrasive, and the trembling on the bed is becoming more and more intense, and the thin lips that were ruddy slowly fade their color, and they turn white together with the handsome face.

He was shaking, the bed was shaking, and it seemed like the whole room was shaking......

And Ruoyu's hand holding the round medicine box was also shaking......

The unbearable pain came in waves, and Jun Wuyao always didn't beat the surging pain and let go of his mouth: "Sizzle......"

It hurts, just like thousands of termites bite in the heart, this is really not an ordinary poison......

Ruoyu hurriedly took two steps forward, hesitantly stretched out her hand to push Jun Wuyao, but she didn't expect her to use a gentle force, but Jun Wuyao deviated in the direction of her hand push, looking like she had no strength.

Ruoyu only then understood why Yin Fengze ordered all his subordinates to retreat and block the news, such a gentleman who could be killed easily.

It's easy to kill......

Thinking of this, Ruoyu's heart tightened, he had killed himself so many times, didn't he also want to repay his pain twice, as long as he took off the sword on the wall now, he could easily kill him, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Ruoyu's fingertips touched the sharp sword, and when she took it off, the sword body touched the wall and made a clear sound, which was extremely harsh in the sound of painful and nervous breathing, and the person on the bed was even more like it was about to cut through the air.

Ruoyu took a deep breath and tried hard to think about the scene where he looked at him playfully again and again, but his hands kept shaking, and the writing picture was also extremely messy......

When he was about to drop the sword, he saw a hairpin next to Jun Wuyi's pillow...... Purple hairpin...... His ears seemed to ring when he was fascinated and said to himself, 'It's beautiful'.

"Bang-"

The sword in her hand fell to the ground, Ruoyu twisted the medicine from the round bottle and wiped a large piece on her finger, and climbed onto the big bed.

When she pulled up the clothes on Jun Wuyao's chest, Ruoyu thought that she just didn't want to take advantage of others.