"I have taken the tonic I prescribed to Miss every day." Qing Nuo put away the needle and looked at the little slave standing aside.

The little slave lowered his head and whispered, "Eat." ”

"How's the meal?"

"It's okay, today's ones won't be used in the future."

"Meals should be made exactly as I wrote, you know?"

"Yes."

Leng Xian Ning listened to their conversation, and then slowly closed her eyes, so tired, I really wanted to sleep.

"Miss, but tired?" The little slave knelt in front of her, helped her straighten her sleeves, and asked softly.

Leng Xianning nodded slightly, but her eyes still didn't open.

"I'll go first, little slave, take good care of Miss, if there is anything unusual, go to Molou to inform me." Mo Yanxiu saw her tiredness, paused in her footsteps, and left.

"Yes, Lord Mo." The little slave stood up and sent Mo Yanxiu away, and saw a little maid approaching with a medicine bowl, silently took the medicine bowl, and walked to Leng Xianning's side, "Miss, this medicine." ”

Leng Xian Ning opened his eyes and saw the black medicine, the pungent taste rushed into his brain, he was no longer so disgusted, picked up the medicine bowl, and drank it in one gulp. When he turned around, he took the spittoon in the little slave's hand and spit it out in a big gulp, until all he spit out was jaundice, and then he sat down on the chair, his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Miss, how are you?" The little slave handed over the water, looked at the pain on her face, and then slowly flattened, and the bottom of her heart hurt fiercely, "Miss, why don't you let the little slave tell Lord Mo that you can't eat anything anymore, Miss, don't torture yourself, okay?" ”

Leng Xian Ning took the water, rinsed his mouth, and slowly poured down on the chair, "Little slave, will my brother come?" ”

The little slave's throat seemed to be stuck, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, only tears rolled in his eyes, and after a long time, he swallowed his saliva, "Miss, you were already asleep when Lord Qing came." ”

"It turns out that he has been here." After Leng Xianning finished speaking, a wry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, she wanted to see him, and only when she saw him could she ask where the night was.

"Yes, Lord Qing comes every night." The little slave choked up and said that if lying could make the young lady happy, then she would lie.

Leng Xian condensed his body and shrank his body, looking at the somewhat gray sky outside, whether it was going to rain, and felt a little depressed, "Little slave, I want to go out and have a look." ”

The little slave put the thin blanket in her hand over her body, and her eyes darkened, "Miss, you can't go out without Lord Qing's orders, and even the little slave can't leave at will." ”

"Really?" Leng Xian snorted, then stopped talking, closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, and breathed quietly.

The misty drizzle, with the wind blowing in through the window, carried a little chill.

"Little slave, I seem to be hungry." I don't know how long it took, Leng Xian said suddenly.

"Miss, wait a minute, the little slave will go and heat up the meal." The little slave said happily, for the first time in so many days, I heard that the young lady took the initiative to eat, and hurriedly wanted to go out.

"No need, so be it." Leng Xianning opened his eyes, as if he couldn't bear the light, squinted his eyes, slowly stood up, and sat down at the table.

The food was already cold, and she didn't feel anything about it. A bite of rice, a bite of food. Then, without warning, he leaned on the edge of the table, bent down and vomited, and vomited out everything he had just eaten, until there was nothing left to vomit. Straighten up again and continue to eat, one bite of rice, one bite of food. I continued to vomit, and I don't know how many times I kept throwing it up.

The little slave finally couldn't stand it anymore, and swept away the food on the table, "Miss, don't eat, please don't eat." If you can't eat it, don't eat it, why torture yourself like this. ”

Leng Xianning looked at the food that had been swept to the floor, and the sound of the dishes breaking irritated her ears. Is she torturing herself? Who the hell is torturing her?

"Then I won't eat it."

The little slave knelt in front of her, took her hand, and couldn't hold back her tears anymore, these tears had been endured for a few days, and she carefully stopped showing any abnormalities in front of Miss, but, "Miss, don't you want to be like this, okay?" The little slave is cowardly, you are like this, the little slave is afraid. ”

Leng Xianning turned around, looked at her without blinking, and there was an indescribable emotion in her eyes, "Am I terrible like this?" Is it because of this that my brother didn't come to see Ning'er? ”

The ethereal voice made the little slave's body tremble with fear, and she felt that Miss was getting farther and farther away from her, as if she would disappear at any time, "Miss, don't be stupid, Lord Qing is guarding in the attic at the moment, he won't come to see you, he won't think of you, he just uses you, uses your blood, don't look forward to it." ”

Leng Xian's body trembled violently with her words, his eyes staring at her face without focus, and his eyes looked far and far through her face.

"He's not coming." Leng Xianning muttered to himself, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, he didn't know what he was waiting for, he called himself a young master, but he didn't disclose his identity. If he knew that he was the grandson of the blood clan, those elders would not have agreed to him using his life to save that insignificant woman.

Everything he said was just to trick himself into the apocalypse and ask for his own blood. That kind of tonic and that kind of diet are just to hang on to your own life, so you can draw more blood to treat the disease.

I have known the facts for a long time, but I still can't let go of my heart. I always felt that he wouldn't be so ruthless, but I didn't want him to look down on his status coldly.

"Yes, he won't come, Miss, the little slave will go to Molou now to tell Miss Mo that Miss Mo is in good health?" The little slave wiped the tears from his face and asked cautiously.

"No need." Leng Xianning shook her head, "I want to sleep, don't make noise with me." ”

After saying that, he closed his eyes regardless of it.

I don't know how many days later, Leng Xian Ning nested in the chair sluggishly, looking unusually thin. What time is it now, there is no concept in her mind, Mo Yanxiu seems to be even more silent, although the two of them don't talk much, but now the two don't even have eye contact.

The little slave seems to be a lot haggard, and he doesn't even have the original baby fat. She still didn't have a chance to see Qingnuo, she didn't have a chance to know if the night was okay now, and she didn't have a chance to leave.

Gently closing her eyes, her hearing had obviously decreased, but she could still clearly hear the singing outside.

"Little slave, what's going on outside? I heard the singing. Leng Xianning's eyes stared at the outside tightly, not knowing what to think again.

"Miss, today is the day of the sacrifice, and everyone is singing hymns in the square." The little slave looked out the window, listening to the singing that sounded like the sky, and a smile of joy appeared on his face.

"Really? Will that brother be there? ”

"That's natural, every year the sacrifice is presided over by Lord Qing." The little slave didn't think too much about it, and still said happily, but he didn't know what to be happy about this sacrifice.

"Really?" Leng Xian raised her lips, lowered her eyes, and pretended to respond casually, "Little slave, I want to sleep for a while." ”

"Miss," the little slave pursed her lips and said unbearably, "Lord Mo will come over in a while." ”

"So fast." Leng Xianmu Mu Mu said, his expression was a little trance, looking out the window, he was coming again, I don't know how long my blood can last, and whether I can hold on until the day I see the night.

The little slave held back the tears that were about to erupt, turned around and walked out, she didn't want to cry in front of the young lady anymore, she guarded her every night, watched her pale and powerless, watched her toss and turn in nightmares, and her heart ached and could not be controlled.

A smile tugged at the corner of Leng Xianning's mouth, she wanted to blend in with the joy outside, but it was just in vain. Pale and thin fingers, gently caressing the blood jade in his sleeve, it was his father's thing, thinking, a trace of unknown light flashed in his eyes.

I miss my father so much, I want to see him, I don't know how he is?

What dependence, that is obviously love. No matter how ruthless and ruthless he is, that love will not change.

She doesn't really want much, really not much, she just wants an ordinary life. But why didn't they let her go, didn't give her a peaceful sky? It's all about her to be involved in these disgusting battles, isn't it? Jin Ge Iron Horse, the disputes in the world have nothing to do with her, do they?

Qingnuo treated her well, just to lower her vigilance, so that she could plant poison in her body. Her father was kind to her, just because she was her mother's daughter. Some are incredible, and some can't believe that those loves are not their own. She wasn't an extreme person and didn't like to think things to extremes, but now, she couldn't help but think wildly.

Thinking about their aggressiveness, why not give yourself a way to live. Thinking of God's injustice, let her come here to suffer for no reason. Thinking of the old monk's desperation, he has relied on each other for so many years, and he is like a father and daughter, so he actually asked himself not to go to him again. But if she could come to her senses, she had to thank him, if it wasn't for the medicine he gave herself, I was afraid that she would still be naïve and wait for Qingnuo to come to see her.

Outside the window, it was pure white, holy as if in heaven, and the song was still lingering in my ears, intermittently, and I couldn't really hear it.

"Miss, Master Mo is here." The little slave shook the fugue and looked at her with some concern.

"Yes." Leng Xianning nodded, consciously rolled up his sleeves, and showed a trance smile at Mo Yanxiu who walked in, like a holy snow lotus, out of reach.

Mo Yanxiu was still sitting beside her, looking at her smile, her pupils shrank fiercely, and the purple color gradually spread, and then suddenly gathered together. The hand holding the needle trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to put the needle, he was afraid that after he pricked it, she would leave.

"Brother, hurry up." Leng Xian Ning said weakly, she really didn't have the strength to speak at this moment.

Mo Yanxiu's throat was choked, her fingers fell on her wrist, her five fingers tightened, she stood up, and slapped the little slave on the side in the face, "Bold slave, doesn't it mean that Miss eats meals every day, and has tonic medicine?" Why is her pulse so weak? ”

The little slave was shaken twice by this slap, and knelt down in a panic, "Lord Mo spares his life, Miss can't eat anything since the day she started to draw blood, and she vomits whatever she eats." ”

"Bold and cheap, dare to hide Miss's illness." Mo Yanxiu was completely angry, although he didn't know why he didn't notice anything unusual when he took the pulse a few days ago, but when he heard her situation, his heart still couldn't help but be afraid.

"Brother, don't blame her, it's Ning'er who won't let her say it." Leng Xianning narrowed her eyes and said weakly, "Brother, if you want to draw blood, can you hurry up?" ”

Mo Yanxiu's back stiffened, and he asked Qingnuo to hand over the matter of daily blood drawing to him, just to save her life, but he didn't want to push her to a dead end.

"Ning'er, we won't draw blood anymore, we won't draw blood again." Mo Yanxiu hugged her weak body in a panic, and her tall body trembled uncontrollably.

Leng Xian Ning tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he felt some hot sensation on his neck. I was stunned in my heart, did he cry? No matter how unlucky and miserable it is here, it is enough to have these tears.

"Don't smoke it? What about my sister? ”

"Don't worry about other people, I just want you to be good, as long as you are good."

Leng Xianning was still smiling, struggling slightly, and came out of his embrace, with a strange light in his eyes, giving people a feeling of returning to the light. It's so dazzling, so beautiful, it's hard to take the light off.

The little slave still knelt on the ground and shivered, and tears fell like beads of broken thread.

Leng Xianning wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears, but found that she couldn't reach it, so she had to withdraw her hand and smiled gently, "Don't cry, it won't be beautiful if you cry again." ”

Unexpectedly, the little slave cried even louder when he heard her words, and he couldn't stop it. Leng Xianning frowned, why didn't she find out that the little slave was so crying before.

"Brother, Ning'er wants to go out and have a look."

Mo Yanxiu was silent for a moment, and Qingnuo said that she was not allowed to go out, not to mention that today was the day of sacrifice.

"I'm not going far, it's right at the door." Leng Xianning saw his scruples and immediately said.

"Okay." Mo Yanxiu said, leaned over and picked her up and walked out.

Leng Xian sat quietly on the edge of the porch, where the song could be heard more clearly, like an ancient and quiet ballad.

"Brother, Ning'er is a little cold." Leng Xian condensed his shoulders and said softly.

"Okay, you wait a minute." Mo Yanxiu glanced at her and went in to get the cloak.

Leng Xianning suddenly came to her senses, and walked towards the snow lotus in front of her step by step, the pure white sea of flowers had already reached her knees, and the white dress and the white snow lotus melted into one. She seemed to have become the god of flowers, just standing in the sea of flowers, her eyes looking into the distance, and the three thousand green silks fluttered lightly in the breeze.

The dense small thorns on the flower stem of the snow lotus made her calves suddenly bloody, and her dress was torn, which looked so embarrassing, but it did not damage her dusty temperament.

"Ning'er." Mo Yanxiu saw her calm appearance in the sea of flowers, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Miss, come out quickly." When the little slave heard the voice come out, he was even more shocked, those snow lotus flowers were thorny.

Leng Xianning heard the voice, turned his face, and looked at the two of them yelling hysterically, "I want to see Qingnuo." ”

"Okay, I'll take you to meet him, can you come over first?" Mo Yanxiu looked at her legs hidden in the sea of flowers, and her purple eyes were filled with worry.

Leng Xianning suddenly looked at him sharply, looking at him and wanting to enter the sea of flowers, "Stop, don't move, don't come over again, immediately, immediately, immediately, I want to see Qingnuo." ”

She could feel that her time was running out, that she knew that she had come to an end, and she didn't expect to get out of here, but she wanted to see the night.

Her body is abnormally weak, she has no internal strength, no martial arts, and she can't get out of this little apocalypse, she has fully recognized the current situation.

They forced her to break the kettle and shipwreck, and they forced it.

"Okay, I'm not coming, I'm not coming, don't you get excited, okay?" Mo Yanxiu gently soothed her emotions, "Little slave, you go to Qingnuo." ”

Leng Xianning smiled, a trance and gentle smile, looking at Mo Yanxiu from a distance, but it gave people a feeling of fear.

Mo Yanxiu felt that he was about to go crazy, and he was about to be driven crazy by this woman. But he also knew that she only relied on Qingnuo, and she didn't believe in herself.

"Ning'er, Nuo is coming soon, can you come over first?" Mo Yanxiu collected the pain in his heart and said softly, he could see that her calves were already covered with blood.

"Night, night." Leng Xian stared at the figure hurrying in the distance, and smiled even more happily.

"What are you doing, you can't get over." Qingnuo hurried over from the square and saw this scene.

"Don't come here, if you dare to take a step forward, I'll leave you with no blood to draw." Leng Xian Ning roared loudly, desperate, his fingers pressed on the ruby, and a slender silk strangled on her slender neck.

Qingnuo wanted to step forward, but was pulled out of her arm by the person next to her, "Nuo, she is emotionally unstable now, she may be hanging her last breath, don't be impulsive." ”

Qingnuo's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the woman standing in the sea of flowers in the wind again, her heart ached inexplicably, her hands hanging down her side clenched into fists, and she softened her voice, "Ning'er is good, come to my brother's side, didn't Ning'er say that she wanted to listen to her brother?" ”

As he spoke, he held out his hand to the woman.

The gentle voice made Leng Xianning turn from hysterical to stunned, she looked at his outstretched hand stupidly, as if it was about to come, but she didn't want her to strangle her neck harder, faintly blood overflowed, "Qingnuo, don't lie to me anymore, I won't be fooled again, I'm already sober." ”

The words made Qingnuo and Mo Yanxiu stunned, she was actually able to wake up from the control.

"You, awake?" Qing Nuo asked hesitantly, his hand still outstretched, but he looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

"What the hell is going on? Who the hell is she? An indifferent voice broke the awkward atmosphere, and Dongfang Yan slowly walked to the front, followed by Xue Chu. They looked at the strange woman in the distance. Yes, strange. If he had been puzzled when he heard them call her Ning'er, then at this time he was sure that she was the woman he thought in his heart. He would never forget the ring on her hand and the silk on her hand, and she once strangled her neck with this thing and left her side.

It's just that why did she become like this, her face was turned upside down, and she was haggard.

"Yes, I'm sober, aren't you disappointed that I'm out of your control. I want to see you in the night. Leng Xianning said loudly, her body shook a little, and the corners of her lips were secretly mocking, she didn't have much time, she wasn't afraid of death, she was really not afraid of death. But I just want to see the night before I die.

Qingnuo pursed his lips before he said slowly, "I don't know where he is?" ”

Hearing this, Leng Xianning cried, there was no sound but tears raging on his face, "Qingnuo, my father doesn't want me anymore, and Hua Hao and Yueyuan don't want me anymore, I don't know what I've done wrong, they don't want me anymore." Father said that he would protect me for the rest of my life, Hua Hao and the full moon said that they would never abandon me in this life, Qingnuo, you said that as long as I am obedient and obedient, you will protect me well. But you don't want me anymore, what did I do wrong? You tell me, what exactly did I do wrong? ”

Xue Chu's body stiffened obviously, his black eyes moved away faintly, and he had no position to say anything.

Qingnuo's pupils shrank slightly, her body staggered in the wind, the corners of her white clothes danced in the wind, her eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, but it was a light close to death. Qingnuo was completely panicked, never as flustered as at this moment, and couldn't help but take a step forward, "Ning'er, I didn't want you, as long as you come over, I will still protect you." ”

Leng Xianning laughed loudly, as if she had heard some funny joke, laughing arrogantly, her thin body trembled in the wind, and her white lips spit out indifferent words, "Be obedient and protect me thoroughly, is it to draw my blood every day?" I won't trust you anymore, Qingnuo, I'll never trust you again. ”

Leng Xianning stretched out his hand and took out a piece of blood jade from his sleeve, "Qingnuo, I order you as the young master of the Apocalypse, I want to see the night." ”

Everyone took a step back, Qingnuo hadn't revealed her identity since she brought her back, just said that she was a young lady. And at this moment, the young lady is holding the symbol of the blood clan, saying that it is the young master.

Some of the four elders also came up and asked, "Qingnuo, what the hell is going on?" ”

"Shut up." Qing Nuo shook him off, looked at him with cold eyes, and then said to the guards on the side, "Bring that person over." ”

Qing Nuo stood with his hands in his hands, his long hair flying wildly, quietly looking at the woman who was still standing in the distance and confronting him. It's only been a few days since I saw her, is she actually haggard to this extent? How so? Doesn't it mean that meals and supplements are carried out normally? Why did she see this look?

"Xiu, I handed her over to you, that's how you took care of her?" Qingnuo said through gritted teeth.

Mo Yan cultivated her eyes, pursed her thin lips lightly, and covered the dark pain under her eyes, "Her body is already the limit, and it is unexpected that she can survive to this day." ”

Qingnuo took a deep breath, and a storm set off in his black eyes, but he was full of tenderness when he turned to the woman, "Ning'er, the night is coming, don't you want to see him?" Come here. Qingnuo said as gently as possible, but there was an irrepressible tremor in the hoarse voice.

Leng Xianning didn't move, but his eyes rolled, and when he saw the familiar figure clearly, he smiled happily, "Night." With a soft snort, he couldn't wait to run to him.