Half an hour later, Tang Zifeng slowly got up from the ground with his bloodstained head.

Sitting on the ground and looking at the stickiness on the palms of his hands, he frowned and thought about it for a moment, his eyes swept over the door panels and tiles on the ground, and the scene that happened not long ago appeared clearly in front of him again.

Tang Zifeng's gaze flashed with a hint of depth, and then returned to normal.

After getting up from the ground, he walked to the door of the toilet, and at a glance saw Concubine Ye who was trembling on the bed with a dazed expression.

Tang Zifeng turned around and rushed the blood on his palm, then wiped his hands, turned around and walked to the bedside, and stared at Concubine Ye for a while.

Concubine Ye's pupils were obviously dilated a little, her eyes looking at him had almost no focus, and her good hair had been scratched messily by her, which was quite embarrassing.

In fact, Concubine Ye was not completely unconscious.

Although Tang Zifeng fainted, she was not relieved, but kept holding on, trying not to completely lose her mind.

Therefore, when Tang Zifeng came out of the toilet, she had already noticed it.

It's just that at this moment, she is really uncomfortable, cold and empty, weak and weak, she can't move at all, she doesn't know, if Tang Zifeng wants to take revenge on her at this time, or what he wants to do to her at this time, what should she do?

Tang Zifeng stared at her for a while, pulled away the quilt she was draped on, and then sat down beside Concubine Ye, reaching out and holding her in his arms.

Concubine Ye couldn't help but stiffen a little, even if she was extremely greedy for the warmth of his chest, she always bit her lip and told herself that she couldn't.

"It's okay, the effect has passed." Tang Zifeng didn't allow her to struggle, but wrapped his arms around her waist, let her lean on his shoulder, and then helped her re-cover the quilt.

Concubine Ye's lips trembled slightly, and she looked up at the man beside her, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just holding you." Tang Zifeng spoke softly, which actually made Concubine Ye's heart relax a little.

Concubine Ye looked at his eyes, a pair of black eyes were very round and big, not very deep, and they did not look affectionate, but with some of the roughness and expression of a man, his gaze was like a whirlpool, and there were two points of light refracted in his pupils, which made Concubine Ye involuntarily believe him.

Tang Zifeng raised his hand and put Concubine Ye's head on his shoulder again.

Concubine Ye involuntarily moved closer to him a few more points, her upper and lower teeth were still shivering, and some messy things began to gradually appear in her mind, one moment saw Su Mohan die in order to save her, one moment saw them living happily together, and after a while, she saw Ah Lai kill Yin Shaolong, and after a while, it became Jiang Huiru and Ye Tiancheng's affection.

Concubine Ye was almost unable to tell which ones were dreams and which ones were real, she just tried to get as close to the man next to her as possible, wanting to draw more warmth from him.

Tang Zifeng raised his head and glanced at Concubine Ye, with a deep darkness in his eyes.

After a while, Tang Zifeng said softly: "If you still feel cold, lie down for a while." ”

Concubine Ye looked at the place where the voice came from a little blankly, and didn't come back to her senses for a long time, but Tang Zifeng didn't wait for her to answer, and put her flat on the bed.

Leaving his embrace, she subconsciously curled into a ball, and then reached out to fum.

Tang Zifeng stretched out his hand and grabbed her little hand, and then lay down on the small single bed, reaching out to hug her.