"Get out of here!"

She gave him a hard push.

Xia Fanyin stared at him with red eyes, "If it weren't for you, if it wasn't for you, how could Xiaoba die?" The vision was blurred by the warm liquid, "Quan Tianjiu, I really don't understand, why do you have to give Xiaoba to her?" ”

She said that she didn't raise it anymore, she said that she was put outside the palace, why can't she even do this?

Why did you have to give Shen Qingrang and kill her dog?

When Quan Tianjiu heard her say "Little Eight Deaths", his body shook suddenly, and his palm stretched out in the air froze.

For a while, the yard was quiet and pin drop could be heard.

Mo Chou didn't dare to make a sound, Quan Tianjiu's cold and sharp gaze fell on Shen Qingrang, and the woman got up from the ground with difficulty, "I'm sorry, it's my fault." It was I who didn't take good care of Hachi and accidentally let it fall into the well. ”

Quan Tianjiu's face was gloomy, and he was almost dripping water.

Xia Fanyin sneered, "You can't get out of it, you can't get out of it." Her eyes were fixed on Mo Chou, "But there is a debtor and a master, I want to ask your slave now, why did Xiaoba fall?" ”

Mo Chou's face was completely frozen, "Just ...... Even if you're not careful, the slave can't help it. She bit her lip and said, "I wanted to feed it something in the morning, but it always jumped around and accidentally jumped into the well." Maybe it doesn't know what it is? ”

Xia Fanyin's body shook, and her head was dizzy.

Accidental?

Jumping into a well?

She has raised Xiaoba for so long and has been fine, why did Xiaoba die as soon as she arrived in this Bishui Palace?

Coincidental? Will anyone believe it?

She stepped forward suddenly, and her right hand was almost about to choke Mo Chou's neck again.

But at this moment, Quan Tianjiu suddenly hugged her into his arms, "Xiao Qi, calm down." ”

The man's dark eyes were deep and dark, and he hugged her tightly, tying her hands and feet in his arms.

"You let go of me!"

"Don't, Fanyin ......" Shen Qingrang knelt down in the direction of the two of them, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, "I beg you, it's my fault, I brought Xiaoba back against your wishes, Mo Chou is really innocent...... Sanskrit! ”

She screamed as she watched as the woman fell straight down.

Almost instantly, Quan Tianjiu felt that the struggling movements in his arms disappeared, and his angular jaw suddenly tensed.

"Little Seven!"

He let out a low growl, staring at her face.

She passed out as she had done last time in prison.

The heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and the man's cold gaze suddenly shot towards Mo Chou, "You better pray that she's okay." ”

Mo Chou's face turned pale.

…………

Night, Ryuyin Palace.

Several hours have passed since Xia Fanyin fell into a coma, and no one has woken up.

The pulse gradually stabilized, and all the physical symptoms tended to be normal except for some weakness, but she just didn't wake up.

Same situation as last time.

Quan Tianjiu held her hand, his dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and he didn't even notice that someone walked in at the door.

"Ah Jiu ......"

The man's eyes moved slightly, and he frowned.

But he still maintained his original movements indifferently and held the woman's hand.

Quan Xiyan sighed, walked to the side of the bed and looked at the person on the bed, "How is Sanskrit now?" ”

"I don't know."

He rolled his throat and said in a dumb voice, "Why is she always like this?" ”