It wasn't until this moment, seeing Ming Chenyuan's haggard and pale face, that Wei Min really realized that maybe Nie Xingji was indeed dying.

The strong smell of medicine came to her nose, and she had choked before she entered the dormitory. Ming Chenyuan didn't say a word, opened the door, and then said in a low voice: "You have to be ready, Your Highness...... Very bad. ”

Hearing this, Wei Nong took a deep breath before slowly pushing the door in. The earth dragon steamed all over the room, and it seemed to cover the dormitory with a layer of fog. Beneath the low-hanging curtain was a hazy face. Wei Nong closed his eyes fiercely, only to realize that it was not the room that was foggy, but that he was crying. After calming down for a moment, when she opened her eyes again, she saw Nie Xingji's appearance clearly.

Emaciated and pale, his lips were blue, and his hair was messy and scattered on the pillow. The closed eyes, the frowning eyebrows, and the deep sunken eye sockets under the long eyelashes all showed the pain of his coma.

The handsome face with sharp and angular angles in the past no longer has the same splendor as it used to be. All the postures of Yushu Linfeng were taken away by this pain, and only a skin bag was left attached to the bones and blood, and it could barely be seen that he was still Nie Xingji.

But he is no longer the man she fell in love with when she was fifteen years old, the man with outstanding style.

Wei's eyes slowly descended, wanting to lift the futon and see where he was hurting. Ran's raised right hand was trembling all the time, clutching the corner of the futon, but he couldn't lift it.

Seeing this, Mingchen stepped forward and gave a boost, rolling the futon to Nie Xingji's chest. The texture of the bare skin is undulating and undulating, and you can still see the strong foundation of the past. The atrium was wrapped in layers of bandages, and the medicine had soaked the wound into a blue-black color, and a horror of imminent decay was unfolded in front of him.

Also, a healed scar emerged from under the bandage, clinging to the right of the atrium, and the wound was thin and sharp, looking like an old wound.

Wei Nong couldn't help but touch the wound, even after more than a year, this wound was still shocking, all thanks to her, thanks to the sword stabbed. She seemed to be able to remember that night, that impulse, the grief of losing Chu Li at the beginning, prompting her to stab desperately, wanting revenge.

Unfortunately, it missed;

Thankfully, it missed.

Nie Xingji, I haven't sought revenge on you yet, how can you die?

Wei Nong gently covered him with the futon and slowly stood up. The tears will not fall, condensing into pearls in the sea, adorning her long eyelashes.

"Seeing Your Highness like this, do you still hate it?" Mingchen asked in a low voice beside him.

"Hate." The corners of his lips were slightly thickened, and he didn't know whether to smile or choke: "The king said that if he dies, the entire Chu clan will be buried with him." ”

Ming Chenyuan frowned when he heard this: "Are you for the Chu Sect?" Don't care about Your Highness at all? ”

"Nope." Wei Nong raised his hand to cover his eyes, trying to hide the fact that he was crying: "He can't die now, I promised the king that I won't let him die." ”

"Self-deception." Ming Chenyuan let out a long sigh, and his sarcasm was undisguised.

Wei Nong stared at Nie Xingji, but said to Ming Chenyuan: "I'm going to find a way to save him now, will you go?" ”

"Where to go? How to save? Ming Chenyuan couldn't wait to ask.

"Go to Xuanji Palace, I made an appointment." Holding the prism of the bed weakly: "There is no other way, let's give it a try!" ”