A spring breeze-like warmth hit, and the person on the bed slowly opened his long, narrow and clear eyes.

The tear mole in the lower left corner of the eye was dim, and the pale face was as pale as paper without the slightest blood, which was enough to prove how weak the person in bed was.

"Is this hell...... hell so warm?

"Hell doesn't have a stove." A lazy male voice answered the question of the man on the bed with a playful smile.

Cangzimeng couldn't believe the facts in front of him, he had already jumped away, why was he still lying here now?

Closing his eyes, he continued, "Shouldn't I be dead? ”

The man still patiently replied: "I think it is your fate, and you were blocked by the crooked neck tree on the cliff halfway through, and half of your life is still alive, but half of your clothes are hooked." ”

Cangzi dreamed that he did hit a tree when he fell off the cliff, and was hung on the tree for a while, and then fainted, and it was here when he opened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, I thought I would die, but I survived.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

She turned her head to look at the person she was talking to, and saw that he was dressed in dark red clothes, lying on the soft couch casually, with his right hand supporting his head, and he was also looking at Cangzi Meng.

Although he is a man, he is full of charm. The neckline of the red robe shows off two golden manzhu sawahs, with different expressions.

Cangzi Meng looked around the surrounding environment, the house was very large, with vermilion curtains, mahogany and white walls.

There was a stove on the ground between the bed under him and the soft couch opposite, and a circle of plain pebbles was enclosed under the stove.

The chairs next to the table are also covered with white animal skins, which isolates the coolness of the wooden planks in winter.

Although the layout here is elegant, it reveals the owner's pickiness for triviality.

"You saved me?"

"Nature."

After receiving the affirmation, Cangzi Meng supported herself to get up, but there was a hot sharp pain at the root of her left leg, like a fire, and she immediately frowned in pain and clenched the crown of her teeth.

"Alas, I said that you were blocked by a branch, and now the injury on your leg is still very serious."

The man got up unhurriedly from the soft couch, shook his head helplessly, walked to Cangzimeng's bed and sat down, stretched out his hand and gently lifted the quilt on her body.

Cangzimeng sat up with pain and looked down at her legs.

The next moment, his eyes widened, and his whole body kept trembling: "You...... What was done to me? ”

I saw that she was no longer the original shabby white clothes, but a brand new, medium coat made of fine silk. The base of his left leg was wrapped in a bandage, and the pain came from here.

The man seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and said, "In the face of your own savior, what kind of tone do you have?" Are you afraid that I will see you out? ”

Cangzi Meng didn't speak, but those round and big eyes had already proved her anger at this time.

Isn't it just afraid of being looked at?

"Alas, you girl is not very old, but her temper is not small. I told you that you had your clothes torn by a branch. Don't worry, I didn't expect to catch a glimpse of a frozen log leg when I saved you, and this dress was changed for you by my two maidservants. ”

Cangzimeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked instead, "Here, what is it?" ”

The man in front of him has an unpredictable temperament, and I don't know if he is someone sent by Jiang Li.

Thinking of Jiang Li, her eyes were dull for a moment, and then she immediately returned to her senses and waited for the man next to her to answer.

The man hooked the corners of his mouth, with a vague smile, got up and walked to the table in front of the soft couch, poured a glass of water and replied: "Here, it is the Valley of the Kit, less than a mile away from the place where you fell off the cliff." ”

After speaking, he took a sip of water, and a wave of doubt flowed in his eyes.

Kite Valley? Cangzi dreamed, perhaps because he had been in the palace for too long, and he had never heard that there was a place under the cliff behind the back of the palace.

"And who are you?"

"Oh, forgot to introduce. In Xia Su Qiyu, the master of this Iris Valley. ”

"Su Qiyu......" Cangzimeng repeated in a low voice. Then he asked, "Why did you save me?" ”

If you indulge yourself in death, won't there be less trouble?

"It's just to save people, do you need a reason?"

Cangzi Meng moved her legs in unbearable pain and made a gesture to get out of bed. Su Qiyu also watched quietly on the soft couch, he wanted to see how long this woman could last.

Falling from such a high cliff, there was only one breath left when I picked her up. finally tried his best to save her, but he didn't know how to be grateful at all, and he was even more ...... Not impressed by your looks.

This is much more fun than before, "The little girl can't repay it, but beg the son not to dislike it, and let the little woman promise each other".

Cangzi Meng stubbornly endured half a sound before giving up. "You only said I was scratched, why didn't you just tell me that my leg was broken?"

Her left leg was broken, and it was hard to even move, and it hurt with broken bones.

"Uh...... Sorry forgot. ”

Su Qiyu really forgot, after all, she was more serious than her leg injury, and it was her internal organs.

Cangzimeng chuckled: "You saved my life, really not for profit?" ”

If he wasn't sent by Jiang Li, who would he be? It is impossible for ordinary people to live in this barren valley in peace, let alone have the ability to save a dying person.

Su Qiyu raised his eyebrows: "So, you still have something on you that you can use?" If it is still valuable, why should we seek death? ”

Cangzimeng sighed lightly and replied: "Death is not what I want, and I have to die, there is no other way." ”

After finishing speaking, Cangzimeng closed his eyes and lay back on the bed gloomily, feeling this hard-won rebirth.

Yes, the former princess Xinning is dead, and what she is alive is just a dream of Cangzi who is ruined and full of hatred.

"Why?" Su Qiyu began to take an interest in the woman in front of him.

Now, if it were a girl from another family, I am afraid that she would have been crying incessantly because of the unbearable pain. But this woman actually said life and death so easily.

In the next moment, many of his doubts were answered.

"Because, my name is Cangzi Meng."