When Zhou Yu came in, Qiao Wan was still asleep, her face was as pale as paper, her former full cheeks had been deeply sunken, and her complexion had been greatly reduced, as if she had been sick for a long time.

He was stunned, but he was still very distressed, and scolded everyone: "How do you take care of Madame!"

The maids in the room suddenly knelt on the ground, holding their breath one by one, and they didn't dare to come out.

Qiao Cong was sitting on the edge of the bed feeding her medicine, and when she saw him coming, the hand that delivered the medicine was stunned, and she got up and gave up her position.

Zhou Yu took the medicine bowl and fed it himself, but he didn't know how to feed the medicine, most of the medicine juice flowed down her lips, he was busy using a spoon to hold the heavy feeding, after going back and forth a few times, he lost patience, and he didn't care about the presence of others, so he simply fed the medicine to his mouth, stretched her lips and crossed her in.

The maids in the house were dumbfounded, it was the first time they had seen this kind of picture, and they hurriedly retreated.

Qiao Lian finally understands now, these two people obviously have each other in their hearts, but they have to torture each other and toss each other to death.

He shook his head and withdrew, feelings may never be right or wrong.

After feeding a bowl of medicine, Zhou Yu held her in his arms and caressed her distressedly. The sense of emptiness in my heart for a while was finally filled, and it turned out that this was actually a kind of satisfaction from a long drought.

But all of a sudden, he felt cheap. No matter how much she betrayed and deceived, he couldn't do anything to her, he only dared to escape, and after working hard for so long, even he felt that he had let go, but at this moment he found that he was still spinning in the same place. His heart is clearly still entangled by her, and he can't escape half of it.

Zhou Yu, don't you even want the most basic dignity? An inexplicable sense of irritability struck, he pushed away the person in his arms like a hot potato, stood up with a "swoop", walked a few steps, but turned back impatiently and put her flat and lay down, folded the quilt, and then pushed the door away.

In the next few days, Zhou Yu stayed in the study all day, but she didn't go anywhere, but she never entered this room to visit her again.

After burning for a few days, Qiao Wan finally woke up in a daze, and for a while he only felt a splitting headache and weakness.

"What's wrong with me?" She asked in a trance.

Zizhu on the side was surprised and delighted: "Madam, you have finally woken up!" You burned it for days, but you frightened the slaves. ”

Got a fever? It turned out that he was so uncompromising.

"Oh, I see." She replied lightly.

Seeing her indifferent expression and her eyes were scattered, Zizhu hurriedly squatted down and coaxed softly: "Madam, when you were asleep, the Lord came up to see you several times, and personally fed you medicine, in fact, he still cares about you very much in his heart."

Qiao Wan didn't seem to believe it at all, his eyes didn't wave, and he only asked, "Do you know where he is now?" ”

“…… In the study, there is business to be attended. ”

Probably because he has slowly figured it out for a while, or maybe because he has just been closed from the ghost gate, Qiao Wan is clear and clear at the moment, and he doesn't care what he thinks, he just wants to put this matter to a complete end.

As if she had made up her mind, she resolutely said, "Change my clothes, I'm going to see him."

"Madame, you are too weak to be"

"Give me a change of clothes." She repeated it firmly, her voice faint, but resolute and unmistakable.

Zizhu compromised, no matter what, she hoped that the two of them would see above.

In the study, Zhou Yu was half-lying on the desk, bored looking at idle books to pass the time, only to see Zhou Ping hurriedly run in and say, "Madame asks to see." ”

He pondered for a moment, "Let her in." ”

After Zhou Ping left, he sat up straight, tidied up his clothes, and continued to read the book again.

After Qiao Wan got an answer outside the door, he insisted on breaking away from Zizhu's support, and walked in alone with great difficulty.

"The concubine has seen her husband." She knelt down in front of the desk and bowed heavily.

Zhou Yu raised his eyes to look at her, and frowned at a glance, only to see that her figure was as thin as a piece of tissue paper, which could fall when the wind blew, and her face was not as big as a palm, and she was pale and didn't even have lip color. was obviously extremely weak, but she pursed her lips tightly, and looked at him fixedly, quite stubborn.

"Get up." He sighed secretly. Seeing her like this, my heart is quite uncomfortable.

"The concubine only has some words to explain clearly, at that time"

"Get up and speak first." Zhou Yu frowned and shouted, she was stunned. He hurriedly pointed to the puff mat beside him, and his tone was much softer, "You sit here." ”

Qiao Wan frowned, so she had to stand up, but she was still sick, top-heavy, her steps were vain, and as soon as she stood up, she was soft and planted on the ground, and she couldn't use her strength anymore.

Zhou Yu hurriedly got up and came over to help, but she was so light that she could lift it with one hand, and when she touched her forehead, it was terrifyingly hot.

He only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he choked urgently: "My body is so hot, let me go back and lie down."

"Let me finish, shall we?" She resisted stubbornly, like a child determined to plead.

Zhou Yu hugged her without saying a word, "Lie down and talk slowly." ”

She was extremely stiff and didn't move, Zhou Yu was afraid that she would fall, so she hugged her up again, Qiao Wan was shaken by this, and naturally hugged his neck, and immediately let go like an electric shock.

Zhou Yu was a little lost in her heart, hugged her to the bed in the study, took off her shoes in person, took the quilt and covered it, and carefully covered it before retreating to the side of the bed and standing, saying, "What's the matter, say it." ”

Qiao Wan thought about it for a while, but first talked about the days in Cao Ying, and then talked about the events of that day. In short, she explained all her entanglements with Cao Cao honestly to him.

He didn't interrupt her this time, and stood there listening intently.

Qiao Wan said for a long, long time, and almost didn't even have the strength to speak in the back, his voice was weak and intermittent, and he was panting with difficulty there, Zhou Yu hurriedly turned around and poured a cup of hot tea, and looked at her with gentle eyes: "Don't worry, speak slowly." ”

She didn't turn her head and didn't drink, looked at the ceiling and calmly finished the last few words: "I, Qiao Wan, have been the only man with you from beginning to end, and I think I have a clear conscience about you." When she finally finished speaking, unlike the expected emotional breakdown, she was neither sad nor happy in her heart, but only felt relieved.

And Zhou Yu held the teacup and froze there in a daze, stunned.

Maybe it was because he had not recovered from a serious illness and said too many words that hurt his heart, or maybe it was the tight strings in his heart that suddenly relaxed, Qiao Wan lost consciousness again and passed out, and at the last moment of memory, she clearly heard him call out "Guan'er" heartbreakingly.