Gradually, nothing left in front of Carefree was left in front of his eyes.

Soon, she was groggy and couldn't feel anything.

Carefree felt like he was in a void, his whole body fluttering, like a feather that could dance lightly in the wind. There was no pain, no humiliation, no grievances, she just floated so lightly, leaving everything behind.

Faintly, a whisper rang in her ear.

The voice was too soft and too small for her to hear clearly, but it somehow felt familiar.

In the midst of the chaos, suddenly a pair of hands, rough but powerful, picked her up, and then put her into a warm place, which felt like water......

Those hands had been supporting her body so that she would not sink. Then, someone wiped her body, and someone dressed her.

Such gentle treatment relieved the tension in her heart.

It seems that everything is over, everything is okay.

It was late at night, and there was only one candlestick left in the tent, and the candlelight was full and dim as a bean.

Tu Du sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the carefree who was unconscious, and his heart was calm for no reason.

She's already his, just not thorough enough...... Her heart is still in the palace of Beiyan......

In the air, there was a faint scent of roses, the petals of the flowers she had used in her bath. However, her body is more fragrant than flower petals.

Suddenly, someone outside the tent reported: "Great Khan, secret report!" ”

Tu Du hesitated slightly when he heard this, and then stood up.

He was a little reluctant, and he didn't want to leave like this, as if he had been guarding her.

Tu Du put on a big hat, went outside the tent, walked to the campfire, and took down the secret report from the feet of the carrier pigeon.

The small note unfolded, and there was only one sentence on it.

"The queen is seriously ill, and the court has no plan to send troops for the time being!"

After Tu Du finished reading it, he couldn't help frowning slightly. He put the note back together and threw it into the fire, burning it clean.

The queen is seriously ill...... Is it because of worry-free?

Tu Du turned around and glanced at the big tent behind him, and an idea suddenly popped up in his heart. If she knew about it, wouldn't she feel better? Although she was abandoned and used, there are still people who are willing to be sad for her!

But when he thought about it, he forgot it! She shouldn't have known about such a secret report. Moreover, what if she knew, she must be more worried about those people and those things, so forget it!

Looking at the blazing fire, Tu Du secretly made up his mind that he wanted not only her people, but also her heart.

Early the next morning.

Worry-free and leisurely woke up, her whole body was sore, and she was weak and weak. She propped herself up, sat up, and looked at her body, all her clothes were well dressed.

Although she didn't want to remember last night's events, she really couldn't forget them.

Mingzhu came over to serve with tears in her eyes, and when she saw her leaning on the pillow with a gloomy expression, she whispered: "Your Highness, do you feel hungry?" Do you want the slave to make you something to eat? You love to eat cloud cakes, slave maid will make you some ......"

Before she finished her words, Wu Wu nodded slightly: "Well, you can go." ”

Her voice was slightly hoarse.

Mingzhu was stunned, thinking that she would not take care of herself.

"Okay, slave maid, let's go ......"

Mingzhu instructed the maid on the side to take care of His Highness.

When she turned to go out, Wuwu waved her hand to the others and said, "You all stand down." ”

At this moment, she still wanted to be alone for a while.

The maids looked at each other, hesitated, but did not dare not listen.

Finally, her eyes were clear.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then took out a purse under his pillow and looked at it quietly.

The pattern on the purse was embroidered by the Queen Mother herself.

Plum blossoms are proud of snow, elegant and clean.

Worry-free lowered his head, carefully rubbed the needle and thread on it with his fingertips, and said in his heart: Queen Mother, what should I do? I want to go home......

When Tu Du heard that the tent had woken up, he put his generals aside and got up to go to the big tent.

Today, the army of Tudu did not set off on the road, but continued to camp here.

Tai Mu Tu looked at the back of Da Khan with some eagerness, and his thick eyebrows frowned slightly.

This woman is really a nuisance!

Tu Du lifted the felt curtain, and at a glance he saw a slight bow, secretly worry-free.

After a good night's sleep, her face still looked haggard.

Her eyebrows and eyes were lowered, faintly sad.

Suddenly, a strange and strange impulse rose in Tu Du's heart. He suddenly wanted to walk over, walked over to her, took her into his arms, and treated her gently.

Such an impulse surprised Tu Du himself.

He has never been a person who likes to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but he can't be ruthless with her.

Tu Du leaned over and walked in, relieved without worry, and when he saw him coming, he subconsciously hugged the quilt in his arms, lowered his head and said, "Great Khan!" ”

Last night...... They are already a real couple. But she was even more afraid of him.

Tu Du stepped over, cleared his throat and asked, "Are you still uncomfortable?" ”

This is the most considerate thing he has ever said to a woman.

Last night, he really bullied her a lot.

Carefree's cheeks burned and he shook his head silently.

She hadn't examined her body yet, and she was too ashamed to look at it......

Tu Du stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her face, but she immediately avoided it.

Her look was full of vigilance, which made Tu Du's heart inexplicably unhappy.

He didn't give her a chance to dodge, but still brought her to him.

Wuwu raised his head and glared at him, and when he saw him take off his clothes, he said in a panic: "Great Khan, the concubine is not feeling well, please don't ...... Great Khan"

Tu Du glanced at her and said lightly: "I'm just looking, you don't have to be afraid." ”

Her shoulders were exposed, and when he looked down, he saw bruises.

His hand was so strong that it hurt her.

Tu Du's eyes were slightly dark, and he only put her clothes back on.

Carefree looked at him stunned, not understanding what he meant?

Tu Du wrapped her whole person in snow-white fox fur felt, and slowly spoke: "In the future, I will treat you well!" ”

As soon as he said this, even he himself was puzzled.

He's treated her well enough, what promise can he make?

Worry-free was stunned again when he heard this, and then turned his face away and did not answer.

She had never expected anything from him, good or bad was her life.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Tu Du approached her face, stared at her and said, "You don't believe it? ”

Carefree frowned slightly, then unfolded and shook his head slightly.

She bit her lip lightly, and a touch of shyness suddenly appeared on her face, and she slowly stretched out her hands from the felt, and her slender arms immediately put on Tu Du's shoulders.

Her posture was a little awkward and a little hesitant, but Tu Du could see that she wanted to throw herself into her arms.

Suddenly the mood became better in an instant.

Worry-free gently hugged Tu Du, like a dragonfly touching water, very gently.

Tu Du stared at her and nodded slightly.

It's the best, it's best if she can be obedient.

…

February 28.

Meng Xilan, who had been in a coma for half a month, finally woke up from her strange stupor.

The first person Meng Xilan saw when she opened her eyes was Zhou Youchen.

His eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were sunken.

He looked at her so eagerly, expecting her to speak to him.

Meng Xilan looked at her with a faint gaze, reluctantly curled the corners of her mouth, and smiled at him.

Her smile was a little bitter, more helpless.

She thought she was dead, but she didn't expect to open her eyes again and see Zhou Youchen.

The fate of this life is not over......

Zhou Youchen hugged her, and his heart was filled with a kind of surprise and excitement like the rest of his life.

She's finally back!

The palace maids helped Meng Xilan sit up and fed her water.

The sweet well water, but when it reached her mouth, it became a bitter taste.

Her mouth was full of bitterness, and no matter how much salt she rinsed, she couldn't dilute it.

When Jiao Changqing arrived in a hurry, it was already evening.

Holding back her tears, Zhulu let him go in.

The moment Jiao Changqing knelt on his knees, Meng Xilan turned his head, looked at him and said, "Master, don't come unharmed." ”

Jiao Changqing looked up at her, his eyes were full of confusion: "Niangniang, who are you ......?"

Her lethargy came and went, came in a hurry, and ended hastily!

He had been practicing medicine for twenty years, and he had never seen such a strange disease.

He even suspected that it wasn't a disease at all!

Meng Xilan saw that his eyes were different, and she knew that he had some doubts in his heart.

She glanced at Zhulu and asked her to retreat outside with the others.

If she could, she wanted to tell the truth, too.

Seeing this, Jiao Changqing knew that Niangniang had something important, so he knelt down and stepped forward.

Meng Xilan said quietly: "The lethargy of this palace is not a disease, but a demon. ”

Demons? Jiao Changqing's expression was stunned.

After Hongu fainted, he felt that the whole person was withdrawn from his body and floated empty. It felt like the last feeling of a dying person on earth. Hongu wished that he was really dead, so, in that dream-like nothingness, Hongu strangled himself with his own hands, again and again, again and again......"

Her tone was low, and it sent chills through her heart.

Jiao Changqing looked at her uneasily, but saw her hook her lips and smile: "Do you think this palace is crazy?" ”

Jiao Changqing shook his head again and again: "Wechen doesn't dare, Wechen just thinks that Niangniang must have something unspeakable!" ”

She wasn't a woman who liked to play tricks, she seemed to want to tell him something, but she couldn't tell him.

Meng Xilan took a deep breath and said, "If Bengong tells you that Bengong is a person who has died once, do you believe it?" Many, many years ago, Hongu died tragically in the prison of the Criminal Department, and now what you see is the resurrected Hongu. ”

Jiao Changqing's heart was shocked, his expression was slightly stunned, he opened his mouth, and he didn't dare to answer.

He was indeed frightened, but he was more or more puzzled. Niangniang has never faked her death, she has always been a living person!

Seeing his frightened expression, Meng Xilan smiled again: "Zi said: People are silent and confused!" This palace has no intention of pretending to be a ghost, but just wants you to know that this palace is not as smart and kind as you think in your heart. ”

After so many years of ups and downs, her city has long been unfathomable, and her ambitions are hidden and not revealed......