Shen Run was not afraid of blood, but when he saw blood gushing out of her body as if he didn't want money, he felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he couldn't calm down his uneasiness and nervousness.

Morning Light didn't care.

She was originally cultivated as a medicine man, whose role was to donate blood, so a small wound would cause a lot of bleeding, but as long as she didn't move, the bleeding would soon stop and heal in a day.

She broke away from Shen Run's hand, stared at her blood-gushing palm, and suddenly felt a little wasteful, so she stretched out her hand to Shen Run's lips:

"Would you like a sip? It can prolong life. ”

Shen Run was taken aback.

He had heard of the medicine man of the Feng Ying Kingdom, and he had told Yan Ying before, he probably understood the effect of the morning light, although he understood, but if she did it, he still found it difficult to accept. He wanted to frown, but he held back, he didn't want to indulge himself to make some small movements to make Chenguang notice, making her think that he was rejecting her. He didn't want to cause her unhappiness because of things like her body, wounds, and so on, and make her think about it too much.

Chenguang even had a faint smell of medicine in his blood, which was different from the taste of ordinary people's blood.

Shen Run knew the effect of her blood, but when he saw her stretch out her hand in front of him, he still resisted. Not all emperors want to live forever, although most of them hope for it this way, but he can't accept longevity in this way.

He took out another handkerchief and pressed it against her wound, and this time he didn't help her press the wound again, probably sensing that the harder he pressed against her, the more fierce the blood flowed.

The two of them sat in the flower pavilion next to them, and after a while, Chenguang's wound stopped the bleeding, and under Shen Run's strong request, Chenguang did not use water, but washed away the blood on the injured palm with medicinal water.

Shen Run kept his face blank and expressionless.

Morning Light wiped his hands, came back to his senses, caught a glimpse of his face, and giggled:

"Scared?"

"Be careful next time, don't you know what your body looks like, frizzy!" Shen Run frowned and blamed.

Chenguang just smiled, lowered his eyes, glanced at the wound in the palm of his hand, and whispered:

"In the past, the bleeding stopped much faster, and the healing was faster than now, and if it continues like this, maybe one day it will not stop until the bleeding is dry."

"What nonsense!" Shen Run completely frowned this time and scolded angrily.

Chenguang looked at his suddenly angry face and smiled.

Originally, they were playing together, but because she was suddenly injured and suddenly talked about those unlucky things, all the previous interest was lost, and Shen Run's heart was messed up by her words.

His mood was gloomy.

……

It's night.

Shen Run woke up suddenly.

He didn't feel the suffocation of Tarzan's chest, which was unusual, and looked to the side, where it was originally morning light, there was no one there.

He paused for a moment and sat up from the bed.

The inner sanctum was pitch black, he was alone, and the morning light was not in the inner sanctum.

He also wondered where the morning light was, and because he was a little thirsty, Shen Run got up from the bed, got off the ground, went to the table and poured half a cup of water to drink, and did not light the lamp to call people, and walked out of the inner hall in the dark, bypassing the screen, the outer hall was lit with lights and candles, but it was empty, faintly, he heard a soft conversation from the east hall, it was the sound of the morning light and the fire dance.

Morning Light sighed faintly.

"Why is Your Highness sighing?" Fire Dance asked softly.

Chenguang put her hand on her cheek, and her tone was a little depressed: "If only I could stay by Xiao Run's side for a long time." ”

"Your Highness......"

"I didn't expect Xiao Run to agree to the dissolution of the marriage contract so easily, I still feel a little sad, although it's because I'm not good, I have a short life, and I can't give birth to a baby, I knew when Xiao Run was in Siqing Temple, he actually cared about it, but he really agreed, I still feel sad." Chenguang sniffed, aggrieved, and a little sad, her tone could not help but make people feel pity just by listening to it, "I am actually very happy that he suddenly came to the Phoenix Underworld Kingdom." She hid her face with her hands, choked up, and whispered, "I really still want to be Xiao Run's wife!" ”

Shen Run never expected that when he got up in the middle of the night, he would hear these sweet words that he had never dreamed of, he stayed in place, surprised, and surprised.

"Your Highness, it's not good for Your Highness to be too sad." Fire Dance squatted down and whispered to explain.

"Xiao Run, since he knew Yan Ying, he has been suspicious of me and Yan Ying." Chenguang said to her with his lips flattened.

"This is also a helpless thing, no matter how tolerant Emperor Long Xi is, he is also a man, even if he believes in His Highness, he will still be unhappy."

"In the end, Xiao Yun doesn't trust me, where will he understand that Yan Ying is nothing, he is the only one, and sometimes, I even feel that I can do anything for him. Xiao Wu, do you think I'm stunned? ”

"Your Highness is just moving sincerely."

"I didn't!" Morninglight categorically denied it.

"Your Highness, how about saying such words to Emperor Long Xi appropriately?" Fire Dance suggested.

Chenguang glanced at her, shook his head and said, "I don't want it!" ”

Fire Dance smiled.

Chenguang stopped talking, and she lowered her head, her eyes down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Shen Run's mood at this time was an indescribable joy, his heart was beating so hard that he had to clench his fist in front of his chest.

With excitement, he tiptoed back to the inner sanctum.

In the east hall, Chenguang supported his cheek with one hand, lazily looking at the vermilion threshold leading to the outer hall in the east hall, and his light pink lips were lightly hooked.

Fire Dance calmly placed a cup of clear spring water at Chenguang's hand.

……

Shen Run returned to the inner hall and lay on the phoenix bed, the soft honey whispers of the morning light just now were still echoing in his ears, his mood was agitated, his breathing was chaotic, and he couldn't help but cover his lips with his hands, so he reluctantly suppressed the mood of wanting to laugh out loud. His heart was beating with excitement, and every nerve in his body was leaping with joy.

The faint sound of footsteps was heard.

Shen Run was startled and hurriedly closed his eyes.

It was morning light, and she silently lifted the curtain and returned to the bed, and sat for a while at a distance, and then suddenly crawled over to him.

Shen Run's eyes were tightly closed, and he heard the sound of his own frantic heartbeat in the darkness.

A strand of her hair hung down and landed on his face, tickling.

He could feel that she was looking at him with a gentle and shallow sadness in her eyes, and then she suddenly leaned down and kissed him gently on the cheek with two soft, sweet lips.

It was as if he had been struck in the heart, and then a violent bounce accelerated to create a lot of blood rushing through his body.

It took Shen Run a lot of effort to keep himself from trembling because of her kiss.

Chenguang slipped into his arms lightly, adjusted to a comfortable sleeping position, and closed his eyes like a kitten looking for warmth.

Shen Run circled her, and after a while, he opened his eyes.