Chapter 7, a hundred twists and turns of the dream

It was a gold ring.

It is so exquisite that no one dares to create such an exquisite thing except for the imperial system in the palace. Otherwise, it is trespassing. No matter how rich you are, you can't go beyond this regulation.

This is the imperial power.

As a result, Xiao Xiang froze there, his fingers seemed to be petrified, and he could barely bend them.

She stared at the ring in her palm in a daze.

She was familiar with this pattern, so the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar...... The chill seeped through every pore, freezing and hurting all the organs.

and gradually dispersed...... The whole person was like falling into darkness, and he could not hear anything.

Seeing that she had not followed, and as if he was afraid that she would be attacked again, he turned back and pulled her away, and the sword was not unsheathed, but still looked around vigilantly.

Jinling Mansion

Xiao Xiang sat stiffly at the door of the wing, unable to persuade anyone to leave. Whispers of people kept coming from the room, and the debate machine was inside...... The people of the government were very kind and sent the best doctors to treat him. Xiao Xiang could only wait outside the door. Although she was anxious, her hand had touched the door several times, but she took it back.

She was afraid.

I'm afraid that if she breaks in, but disturbs the rescue and defense machine, she will not be able to forgive herself for the rest of her life. But if you don't go in, you don't know what's inside.

How is he doing now? Did the arrow pull out? There is so much blood, should I have a blood transfusion...... Xiao Xiang lowered her hand in a dejected manner, how could she forget that this was the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, not a modern era with highly developed science and technology.

Blood transfusion...... Where is the blood transfused for him? Even if you have, there's no way to lose!!

His gaze fell on the ring in his palm again.

I'm going to kill her. It's just the people in the palace...... The thought only flashed in my head, and even though it was put to the back of my mind. ,z-z-z-c--o-m update the fastest.

The white-haired doctor staggered out of it.

She immediately greeted her, her lips quickly opening and closing: "Doctor." How is he? ”

The doctor glanced at her with obvious sympathy in his eyes.

Her heart sank.

The doctor sighed. Without speaking, he slowly walked past her.

Then, three or four more doctors came out of it, each with a sad face, when they met her gaze. They all looked away in unison, and left as fast as if they were running for their lives.

Leaving one is like missing a piece of driftwood.

Xiao Xiang stretched out his hand to fish, but was powerless. I just watched them run away until no one came out of the room...... From a distance, the whole room was black, except for the candle lit in front of the bed.

The pale flame danced slowly twice in the darkness.

extinguished.

Her heart sank to the cold bottom of the sea at once, and she wanted to go in, but she stood at the doorway. Neither moves.

She didn't dare.

I'm afraid that as soon as he enters like this, seeing the ground will be his last side.

She didn't dare. Xiao Xiang closed his eyes vigorously. How she wished she could faint at this moment. Maybe it's just a nightmare? When she wakes up, the debater will sit in front of her bed. Pinching her nose. Helplessly and dotingly smiled: "If you don't like to be a vegetarian, you have to eat!" ”

Yes.

It must be so!

Xiao Xiang suddenly turned around and ran backwards like crazy.

Until a pair of large hands grabbed her hard. It was only then that her steps stopped. Then, a thunderous voice sounded in her ears: "Xiao Xiang!! Calm down!! ”

She raised her eyes in a haze, only to see a pair of sparkling eyes looking at her.

The eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and as clear as the most transparent droplets of water.

"Debate!" She exclaimed, and immediately threw herself into the man's arms.

A faint scent of incense came to her nose.

No, not a debate.

Xiao Xiang suddenly popped out of his arms like a frightened bird, took a few steps back, and shook his head vigorously.

It's the soapy clothes that caught fast.

"I'm not much of an argument...... I'm He Qiong. He sighed, "You're arguing...... Go and see him. As he spoke, his face slid like those doctors, with a look of unbearability.

Xiao Xiang was shaky and looked at him with a dull expression for a long time.

But he still turned stiffly, and walked towards the room step by step. He Qiong followed behind her, following in unison. I saw that her pace was very slow at first, but gradually she picked up, and finally she ran very quickly.

The starlight fell on her body as if singing a bleak song.

The door was not closed.

Xiao Xiang blew into the black hole like a gust of wind. The smell of blood filled the room, so thick that it made people want to vomit.

With trembling hands, she lit the candle that had been extinguished.

By the faint candlelight, Xiao Xiang clearly saw that the eyes of the debate machine had been closed. My mind was blank, it didn't hurt, it didn't hurt, it didn't feel sad, it seemed to be numb.

There was a visible hole in his chest, which had been pierced by the arrow. It is right in the heart of the place, so there is certainly no help. Xiao Xiang squeezed his eyes hard, but his eyes were dry and waveless, and he couldn't shed a single tear.

There are no more tears.

Her happiness and pain seemed to disappear in an instant.

For her, she is just a walking corpse at the moment.

And in terms of emotion.

His eyes fell on the feathered arrow next to the candle, which was plucked from the body. Xiao Xiang's gaze lingered on it for a long time, and he suddenly raised his hand to hold it tightly, and went out without looking back.

He Qiongwei twisted his eyebrows, glanced at the debate on the bed, and a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

But he immediately followed Xiao Xiang.

"Help me bury him." Xiao Xiang's footsteps didn't stop, and his voice was cold, "Please." ”

He Qiong responded without hesitation: "Okay." After a pause, he added, "What is written on the stele?" ”

"The tomb of Xiao Xiang, the official of Zongjing." She said indifferently, "Burial in the tomb, I will accompany him after a hundred years." ”

He Qiong didn't respond this time, until Xiao Xiang turned around and stared at him, and then nodded reluctantly. Xiao Xiang stopped talking and walked forward. It wasn't until he walked to his door that he suddenly turned around and looked at He Qiong expressionlessly: "I want to be quiet." ”

He Qiong glanced at her a few times and nodded: "Call me at any time if you have something." ”

The door closed slowly.

Xiao Xiang sat down at the table and slowly let go of his hand, the shaft of the feather arrow had been deeply imprinted into the palm of his hand, cutting out a deep groove. She didn't care, but with a cold face, she lit all the candles, and for a while the room was as bright as day.

She sat down, her gaze sliding over her hands.

There was blood on the shaft of the arrow on his hand, and that was ...... It was the blood of the debate.

Looking at the blood, Xiao Xiang flashed slightly, and then he let out a long sigh, took the feather arrow, and looked down.

The word "wind" is clearly engraved on it.