Ah Xiang did have an accident, but he was not injured, and when Wushuang had a lot of trouble finding him, he was in a coma in a dilapidated temple.

"Xiang Gongzi ......" Wushuang exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Ah Xiang in his arms, only to feel that his whole body was like fire, but his face was cold and blue, and his blue and white lips were also trembling slightly, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of teeth clattering.

"Xiang Gongzi, what's wrong with you?" Wushuang exclaimed a little helplessly.

"Fei'er, you're here......" Ah Xiang heard the shout, his eyes raised hard for a long time, and he shouted tremblingly.

"What's wrong with you?" Wushuang's heart hurt again, he just thought about Feng Yufei at all times.

"It's okay, it's just that the illness has flares up again...... Ah Xiang's eyes are blurry, he can only see a graceful figure holding himself in his arms, and tears keep falling on his face, he wants to raise his hand to wipe away her tears, but he can't lift it: "Fei'er, don't cry, I like the way you smile." ”

"What can I do to heal you?" Wushuang rudely wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and drew a smile hard, I don't care, you treat me as Feng Yufei, I really don't care, I just want you to get better quickly, as long as you can be happy.

"It will be fine in a few days." Ah Xiang said a little weakly, every sweat pore on his body was like a pinprick stinging, but he didn't say a word, he didn't want to worry about the children in front of him.

Wushuang looked at the dilapidated temple, which was dirty and messy, so he took it upon himself to take Ah Xiang to a nearby farmhouse.

"Eldest sister, could you please help me prepare a basin of hot water and some light food?" After finding a farmhouse and settling down, Wushuang closed the door with his hand, talked to a young woman in her thirties, and handed over a piece of silver to the young woman.

"Both, both." The young woman stuffed the ingot of silver back into Wushuang's hand, and said with a smile: "A little food is not worth so much silver, I see that your husband seems to be very sick, and it looks like a symptom of fever, so Madame still took this silver and asked for a doctor." ”

"That's not my husband." Wushuang's face flushed, and his hands were uncomfortably twisted together, and he bowed his head and said.

"It's me talking too much." The young woman smiled understandingly: "Girl, wait a minute, I'll go get some food, but our small family, there is nothing that can be on the table, and the girl can only make up for it." ”

"Thank you." Wushuang smiled at the young woman, and then turned back to the room, and her little heart was still beating wildly because of the young woman's "husband" just now.

"Fei'er......" Ah Xiang on the hospital bed was still muttering in a low voice, under the thick quilt, Tie Qing's face was much better before, but his teeth were still chattering, and his arms were tightly wrapped around his chest.

Wushuang's face darkened, he slowly stepped forward, pillowed Ah Xiang's head on his lap, hugged it to his chest, and tears dripped from his originally calm eyes: Ah Xiang, I don't care who you think about in your heart, and no matter what kind of past you have, I only know, I like you, I am willing to give my life for you, I don't want to disturb your life, I just stand behind you, I am happy if you are happy, and I am sad when you are sad......

Wushuang has been sitting in a daze, except for the young woman in the middle who brought food and hot water, she has been sitting like this, her slender palms keep groping Ah Xiang's sideburns, but in the middle of the night, Ah Xiang's originally hot body suddenly became cold, and the originally blue and white lips were even colder to purple, Wushuang hurriedly got up and covered all the quilts in the room on Ah Xiang's body, but to no avail, Ah Xiang was still shivering vigorously, and it seemed to be getting colder and colder.

Wushuang hesitated slightly, and finally bit his lip, as if he had made a major decision, his slender palm quickly faded off Ah Xiang's clothes, his white cheeks were already red, his beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and his thin clothes had slid down, revealing a white and tender carcass.

Crawled into bed in the dark, hugged Ah Xiang's cold body tightly into his arms, and warmed the man with his own body temperature, but Ah Xiang may have sensed a trace of warm breath, and leaned closer and more towards Wushuang's arms, at this time Wushuang's face was already like spurting blood.

Sleepless nights.

When there was a hint of fish belly white in the east, the body temperature of Ah Xiang in Wushuang's arms also returned to normal, Wushuang gently put Ah Xiang away, got up and got dressed, stood in front of the window in a daze, and waited for Ah Xiang to wake up.

"Where is this? ......When the sun rose high, Ah Xiang finally woke up, and at first glance he saw the figure under the window, and couldn't help asking.

"Are you awake?" The joy that could not be concealed was presented on Wushuang's face: "This is a farmhouse near Yancheng, when I found you, you were already unconscious in the broken temple, so I arranged you here without authorization, you have been asleep for another day, but you can be regarded as waking up, there is millet porridge and buns that have just been made, let's eat some first." ”

"How many days have you been in a coma? Oops, this disease couldn't have come at a better time. Ah Xiang lifted the quilt on his body and was about to get out of bed: "Where is Fei'er?" Is there anything wrong with her? ”

Wushuang stopped Ah Xiang: "Miss, she's fine." ”

"Do you call her Miss now?" Ah Xiang heard that Feng Yufei was fine, and his heart finally fell.

"Well, she is no longer Shangguan Honglie's concubine, and the emperor has already issued an order to take her into the palace." Musou explained.

"Entering the palace? Why? Hasn't she always wanted to be free? Ah Xiang was puzzled.

"Because, the agarwood is gone, and the agarwood not only makes people spoiled, but also crashes into the magic sword for the sake of the young lady and dies." There was also a hint of pain in Wushuang's voice, after all, he had been with Agarwood for so long.

"How sad must she be? It's all my fault, I'm not sick sooner or later, I have to fall ill at this juncture, otherwise, Agarwood doesn't have to lose his life, and Fei'er doesn't have to be so sad. Ah Xiang grabbed his hair in annoyance, his voice full of remorse.

"No, it's not your fault, it's not your fault." Wushuang hurriedly denied.

"Fei'er entered the palace, did she want to use the power of that emperor to avenge Agarwood?" Ah Xiang suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Well, that's what Mademoiselle intended." Musou nodded.

"Then Fei'er entered the palace, why didn't you go with him? Is there anyone around her to protect her now? Ah Xiang asked anxiously.

"Miss is very safe, don't worry, I originally followed the palace, and she asked me to find you this time." Wushuang's heart hurt slightly, your heart is full of her, right?