"Don't be afraid, kitten, I'll come back to pick you up right away, wait for me." He cupped her face, his cold lips falling on her forehead, soft, but full of the smell of blood.

He said to her with the most tender expression, and then he turned, and she only had time to glance at the corner of the hem of his clothes.

I've waited until you've forgotten how many hours to count.

But you didn't come back.

Why didn't you come back? Didn't you say we'd go together? Didn't you say that we would be together forever?

"He lied to you, and you would believe it, he just wanted to use you to get out of here." The woman said in a contemptuous tone.

"No, it won't! No, it won't! Brother Yan Ying won't lie to me! She shook her head desperately and said loudly that she denied it loudly even though she knew he had lied to her before he had returned.

But you lied to me, didn't you?

Why? Yan Ying, in those days when being raised as a monster was even more terrible than hell, you were all I had, I, only you!

I haven't told you yet, the wounds from the swords that fell on my body hurt so much, those stumps and broken arms lying in the river of blood were terrible, and the smell of blood that lingered at the bottom of the mountain was disgusting.

However, no matter how painful it is, no matter how terrible or disgusting, I am not afraid, I am willing to do anything for you.

On that day, I paid for your life.

On that day, the monster that was raised by forbidden magic awakened.

Yan Ying, it turns out that gentle people can also deceive people.

……

Chenguang woke up from the nightmare, sat up from the quilt suddenly, and knocked over Shen Run's hand who wanted to take away the wet cloth on her forehead, Shen Run had never seen her move so violently, stunned, stunned.

The nausea had not yet faded, and the morning light covered his chest and calmed down, only then did he see Shen Run sitting in front of the bed, and he was stunned for a moment.

Shen Run felt that her expression was not quite right as usual, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he was silent for a moment, spoke, and asked:

"Nightmares?"

Chenguang was stunned for two breaths, and said softly: "What about Fire Dance?" ”

"I let her out." Shen Run replied, seeing that she subconsciously looked at the sky outside the window, he said, "You just got rid of the fever, lie down." ”

Chenguang was still a little dazed, she stayed for a moment, slowly leaned back on the soft pillow, glanced at him, and asked:

"The birthday party is over?"

"It's long over." Shen Run replied, and pulled the quilt higher for her and covered her neck, "Qingyi also came to see you, but you have been asleep and can't wake up." ”

"I slept for a long time?"

"One day and one night."

Chenguang didn't speak again, she stared straight at the curtain on the top of the bed, stunned.

Seeing this, Shen Run frowned, stretched out his hand to cover her forehead to test the temperature to see if she was burning again, her hand just touched the skin of her forehead, but she suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed him away violently, the swiftness of the action and the fierceness of the reaction were something Shen Run had never seen.

He had forgotten to be angry, for he had been so surprised that he froze in place, looking at her in astonishment.

Chenguang suddenly came back to her senses, looked at him with awkward and stiff eyes, and she whispered:

"I'm not feeling well, and I'm going to feel even more uncomfortable if you touch me now."

Shen Run couldn't laugh or cry, and he was very angry, he withdrew his hand and became silent.

The atmosphere became a little scary.

At this moment, Huo Wu came in from outside, breaking the stiffness of the atmosphere, and in the tray in her hand was a cup of black potion, and she walked to the bed, looking at the morning light with embarrassed eyes.

"Drink the medicine." Shen Run saw that Huo Wu didn't speak, and Chenguang didn't move, so he opened his mouth and commanded in a cold voice.

Chenguang's eyes stared at the medicine bowl, motionless.

"Morning light." Shen Run called out in a cold voice.

Chenguang stared at the medicine bowl, and took two more awkward breaths, before he reached out angrily under the pressure of his eyes, hugged the medicine bowl, raised his neck, and poured it down in one go, and when she threw the medicine bowl back to the tray, she was very angry.

Her angry look was familiar to Shen Run, and she was a little relieved for some reason. The corners of his lips unconsciously hooked, and he reached out and rubbed her hair a little harder, wondering in his heart why she didn't sweat when she was so hot, and at the same time feeling relieved that the temperature had finally dropped.

Chenguang was patient, patient, and patient, because of the strong sense of rejection and nausea generated by his sudden closeness to his sudden intimacy.

"It's already night, you rest, I'll come back tomorrow. Huo Wu, I have something important to send someone to the outer study to find me. Shen Run commanded.

"Yes." Fire Dance should be.

"You take care of it, and you are not allowed to go outside the house until you have it well." Shen Run said to Chenguang that he didn't get a response, and he didn't care, turned around and went out.

It wasn't until his breath completely disappeared into the room that Fire Dance sat down, wrung out the handkerchief soaked in the incense, and handed it to Morning Light.

Chenguang vigorously wiped his forehead and hands.

Fire Dance looked at her movements that were more intense than before, and whispered:

"When I came back yesterday, His Royal Highness had a severe fever, and His Royal Highness King Rong was very worried, and he has been guarding His Highness's bedside until now."

"So what?" She glanced at Fire Dance.

Fire Dance Silence.

Chenguang laughed and continued to wipe his hands with a handkerchief, as if he was depicting the most difficult ink painting.

"Gentleness is the lowest level of deception, this deception can be used by anyone, and this deception can be used by anyone. Why do you think that white girl with both lust and art would be so desperate for His Royal Highness King Rong? Warm as jade? Elegant as a fairy? He just wanted to rely on the Bai family to help him become the emperor of the Long Xi Kingdom. ”

She threw away the handkerchief in her hand, replaced it, and continued to wipe it.

Huo Wu didn't dare to mention Shen Run again.

"Yan Ying......" She was silent for a while, her expression was about to speak, she didn't want to mention this person, but she had to mention, "He knows too much about His Highness, will it be unfavorable to His Highness, do you want to kill him?" ”

Huo Wu's eyes turned grim.

Chenguang laughed out loud and pinched Huo Wu's cheek, "You can't kill him." ”

"The slave and the maid may perish with him!"

Chenguang smiled even more: "He didn't do anything to you, why do you want to die with him?" ”

Huo Wu wanted to speak and stopped, she didn't dare to mention the past, and it was rare to show a childish and sullen expression.

"It's not like I didn't know he was in Akia." Chenguang whispered, "He's still useful." ”

……

Flower Street.

Red Apricot Building.

A middle-aged fat man dressed as a merchant got out of the carriage at the back door, with a sable fur and jade wrench, a gold necklace as thick as a thumb around his neck, and even the teeth on the back were pure gold. His servant knocked at the door, and soon a handsome young man opened the door and let them in.

The merchant walked through the vast courtyard under the leadership of the young man, and also entered the palatial flower building through the back door, turning east and west, and he did not know how many detours he had taken, and finally stopped in front of a quiet house.

The young man knocked at the door and whispered, "Master, someone is coming." ”

There was no response from the room.

The young man waited for a moment, then pushed open the door and led the merchant inside.

The most gorgeous box, with silk and bamboo around the ears, melodious flute, the most beautiful music at both ends, and the most bewitching dancers in the center.

Half a figure could be faintly seen behind a lilac gauze curtain, and the man with a slender body that made women jealous lazily leaned lazily on a bamboo couch, supporting his cheeks with one hand and holding a gold-painted wine cup with the other, drinking in silence. The long black hair was untied, and the green silk hung down softly like a waterfall, floating and gorgeous, even if you couldn't see his appearance clearly, you knew that it must be a person who was so beautiful that people would forget to breathe.