Chapter Ninety-Nine: Won't Be Left Behind
Against the sunlight outside the window, Nan Shiyan's warm eyes had an inexplicable light, like the brightest stars, his handsome face was sad, and there was trust that could not be ignored, and his tone was extremely serious: "Third son, you have to believe that the junior sister will not leave you easily." ”
Su Yunshu was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips, looked at the pale little face on the bed, sighed for a long time, and his clear voice carried distress and helplessness.
"Yes, I believe."
Through the rising mist, Nan Shiyan looked at Su Yunran's face as pale as snow, his eyes were complicated and obscure.
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The night slowly spreads on the window lattice, the moonlight ripples down, and the branches and leaves are moist and clear.
The dark figure came from the darkness, came to the bedside, and quietly looked at Su Yunran's pale face on the bed, frowning, and his thin lips tightened.
After staring for a moment, he stretched out his slender hand, lifted the bed curtain, and gently stroked Su Yunran's little face, carefully depicting the beautiful face, white forehead, delicate thin eyebrows, eyelashes like butterfly feathers, small nose, tear moles like ink spots, pale thin lips, and delicate chin.
His movements were slow and gentle, and his deep eyes were full of ripples and deep emotions.
At this time, Su Yunran's eyelashes trembled, and after a while, she slowly opened her eyes, and when her eyes were shining, she saw a figure standing in front of the bed, her vision was blurred for a while, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and rub it, and by the candle flame, she saw who the figure was.
"Light ······"
Xu had just woken up, Su Yunran's soft and glutinous voice was lazy and confused, and his eyes were slightly squinted, with a little childishness.
Mo Qingchen sat on the edge of the bed, helped Su Yunran, who was struggling slightly to sit up, and took the cloak on the side to put it on for her, his voice was gentle, "How do you feel?" ”
Su Yunran shook his head, his eyes narrowed, and he slowly came to his senses and replied, "It's okay, I'm fine." ”
"How's the wound?" Mo Qingchen raised his hand and gently placed it on the injured shoulder, inputting gentle spiritual power.
Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he shook his head, "I'm fine, you don't have to." ”
As she spoke, she brushed away Mo Qingchen's hand on her shoulder, looking at Mo Qingchen's serious gaze, she paused, and reluctantly added, "Believe me, it's really fine." ”
Mo Qingchen squinted, raised Su Yunran's chin, looked at her clear eyes, and said in a serious tone, "So, Ah Ran, do you believe me?" ”
Su Yunran was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyebrows, and was silent for a long time before he replied in a low voice: "I can ······ Get your feet wet. ”
The corners of Mo Qingchen's mouth bloomed with a smile, with a warm temperature, his slender hand wrapped the green silk on the side of Su Yun's face behind his ears, and a magnetic laugh flowed out, with a pleasant feeling.
Su Yunran turned his head uncomfortably, "Lin Shu told me, this time, thank you." ”
Mo Qingchen stroked Su Yunran's pale little face and shook his head, "It's okay, actually, I didn't help in any real way." ”
Even if he didn't make a move, the secret guard named Lin Shu would be able to catch the man.
When he arrived, he watched Yan Gongzi, who was dressed in white, holding her covered in blood, facing the warm sun, walking out of the back garden, and walking out of a bloody area.
He was depressed for a while, so when he found out that her secret guard was chasing people, he helped Lin Shu by the way, but he still escaped.
Thinking of this, Mo Qingchen's eyes were a little sharp, "Ah Ran, there was another woman who was chased and lost at that time. ”
"A woman?" Su Yunran asked.
"Yes." Mo Qingchen nodded, "A woman in a black robe, her body is very weird. ”
Su Yunran squinted, swept away the thoughts in his eyes, and his voice returned to clearness, "I know." ”
Mo Qingchen looked at her indifferent appearance, was silent for a moment, then sat down beside Su Yunran, reached out and took her into his arms, locked her waist tightly with his arms, and pressed her head to his chest.
Su Yunran struggled slightly, but heard Mo Qingchen's helpless voice, "Ah Ran." ”
"Huh?" Su Yunran quieted down, stopped struggling, and quietly leaned on Mo Qingchen's arms.
"You know that woman, right?" Mo Qingchen raised his hand and touched Su Yun's silky hair, and his voice was low, "My subordinate said that he felt her breath outside your room, and then disappeared without a trace." ”
Su Yunran lowered his eyebrows, took a deep breath, smelled the cold fragrance on Mo Qingchen's body, and gradually calmed down in his heart, "Yes." ”
After that, there were no more words.
Mo Qingchen sighed secretly, hugged Su Yun tighter, and a deep sense of loss welled up in his heart.
Sure enough, Ah Ran knew her, she did have her own plan, but in this plan, there was herself, her senior brother Yan Gongzi, and the secret guard Lin Shu, but there was no Mo Qingchen.
The body in his arms was soft, with a bitter medicinal fragrance, and the soft green silk was like fine silk, which made Mo Qingchen sigh in his heart.
"Qingchen." Su Yunran's body moved, leaned on Mo Qingchen's arms, and spoke.
"Huh?" Mo Qingchen's patience was excellent, and his voice was gentle.