On the surface of the water, the line slowly dispersed, and returned to the original calm, Nangong Yi turned around, worried about her: "Is there something wrong"?

Murong Xi shook his head: "Let him escape."

took her and went back to the dormitory directly, dressed up, and appeared at the same time on the seventh and sixth days: "The subordinates are negligent, and they are here to receive the punishment."

Instead, Murong Xi opened his mouth first: "That place, how do you protect me"? In fact, she was just betting on it.

The two of them blushed, they didn't dare to step into that place for half a step, and Nangong Yi had already sunk his face, more guilty: "Blame me for not being strong enough."

Knowing that she had a plan, he had sent someone to protect her, and he had to grasp his heartstrings every day, but he still had an accident, and he didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would have if he was really a little late.

Murong Xi filled him with tea: "Fruit tea, sweet."

He took it, and Murong Xi smiled: "I'm fine."

And Nangong Yi closed his eyes directly, the three souls and seven spirits left the body, without any hesitation, stripped the soul, the small translucent soul in his hand, nourished a trickle or two, with his thoughts, shrunk, and finally turned into a purple and blue flame the size of a fingernail, followed by black clouds covering the sky, countless thunderbolts descended, approaching the palace, he took back the remaining two souls and seven souls, and stretched out his hand to her, the white lips, slightly moved, but there was no sound.

Instead, he smiled softly and said on his lips: "It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."

The soul has been stripped away, if it is forcibly returned to his body now, it will be seriously injured, his eyes are firm, and he insists on giving it to her, she essays, draws a transparent bottle of just the right size, a thread woven with black silk of the same color as his dragon robe, passing through the bottle, he personally put it on her neck, the bottle hangs in the middle, and still lips: "Only for you".

"Yun Ji Juan, it is said that people have three souls, one is called fetal light, two is said to be refreshing, and three is called ghost, and it is said that people have seven spirits, each with a name, a corpse dog, two Fu Ya, three Bird Yin, four swallowing thieves, five non-poisonous, six defilement, seven stinky lungs, the essence of the heart, is the soul, the soul goes, how can it last long"? Murong Xi had already been moved.

In the Crescent Moon Palace, the man opened his eyes, but he used his spiritual sense to look for her, but he didn't expect to make such a move, and her light ink had completely aroused his interest, and the dark and oppressive sky outside the window, the thunder never dissipated, and chuckled: "I didn't see that the emperor who usually does nothing is actually such a strength."

Xiao Jiali, who was already tired and sleeping beside her, naturally didn't hear anything, he looked at her, and suddenly felt that he wanted to be the other person, kiss her awake, ravage her, and possess her again, just when the two arrived at the same time, he softly changed her name: "Xi'er", and then there was a low roar, Xiao Jiali grabbed the futon under him, hated her eyes, why are you again!

In Cangwu Palace, since this incident, Murong Xi moved directly from Baihua Palace to this imperial palace, taking care of him, these days, Nangong Yi has been smiling all the time, because no matter where she goes, the first sentence of the recovered voice is love words: "It's good to love the concubine."

I hadn't heard him speak for a few days, Murong Xi always felt that something was missing in her heart, and it wasn't until this sentence that she was relieved, pretending to dislike him: "Who is your favorite concubine?"

"You" Nangong Yi looked at her, and the affection was about to overflow.

Murong Xi didn't bother to pay attention to him, peeled the fruit for him, and stuffed it directly into his mouth, for fear of hearing those words again, Nangong Yi swallowed it in one gulp: "It's okay if Xi'er doesn't go back"?

How could she not know what he meant: "not good".

Just as she was hanging the scarf on the fruit, Nangong Yi quietly clicked her body a few times in her sleeves, and suddenly her lips turned white, covered her chest, and curled up, Murong Xi put down the fruit, worried about him: "It hurts again"?

It just so happened that Murong Chen stepped in, and when he saw his symptoms, he immediately checked his pulse, darkened his face, but raised another smile: "It turns out that the injury is so serious, it seems that the medicine is not bitter enough."

As he spoke, he casually waved his pen and ink and wrote down a new prescription: "The emperor was reckless for a while, and forcibly stripped the soul of life, which caused the connection between the seven tendons and eight veins to be injured.

Then he smiled even brighter: "That's right, it's not appropriate to make a big move, it's not appropriate to blow the wind, it's not appropriate to have sex, remember"!

The meaning of this sentence is obvious, that is, since you want to pretend, then don't go out of this door, so that you think about it every day, and your body is uncomfortable.

Nangong Yi responded to him with the same smile, and said: You are good.

Murong Chen nodded: Thank you for the compliment.

Hearing his brother say the word intercourse, Murong Xi blushed, don't look over, he didn't see the war between these two people at all, on the wall, the paper painting, looking at the three people, the person facing him was him, and the person next to him was obviously similar to himself, but not himself, he was very envious in his heart, thinking of his words that day, he was even more distressed, for him, he was just a light ink, but he really had him in his heart.