"Owner, why hasn't my young lady woken up yet?" Xuanyuan Che followed closely behind the two maids, and finally heard Mei Xiang's crying voice after the maids pushed open a compartment door.

"The toxins in her body have been removed... As for why it's not sober yet... This..."Zhuo Qingyun frowned, looked at Bai Ruotong, who was still asleep, and shook his head.

"Do you know who she is? Mei Xiang glared angrily, and was about to scold, but was coldly interrupted by Ning Xiang.

"Mei Xiang, don't be rude, Miss was poisoned by the mandala, it was already incurable, thanks to the wonderful rejuvenation of the owner of Zhuo Zhuang, we should be grateful to him. ”

"But... But Miss she..."Mei Xiang was suddenly ashamed, and looked at Bai Ruotong lying peacefully on the bed, and tears welled up again.

"....." Ning Xiang turned pale, is this fate.... Is the treasure really the hope of recovering the country?

"Who are you!How dare you trespass on Boyun Villa!!" The maid who put down the medicine and exited the wing found Xuanyuan Rut, who was motionless at the door, and the angry voice made everyone look out of the door.

"....." Xuanyuan Zhe glanced at the two maids coldly, raised his feet and stepped into the wing.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Qingyun looked at Xuanyuan Zhe from top to bottom, and asked with a dangerous aura.

"Is it you?" Mei Xiang looked at Xuanyuan Zhe, who was walking straight towards the bed, didn't this person take care of Miss when he was in Tanzhen? How could he appear here, and then looked at the murderous aura emanating from Master Zhuo's body, and quickly explained: "He is our Miss's friend." ”

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, the two maids didn't say much, and left with a blessing.

"There are still some things in the future, so I will retire first. Zhuo Qingyun retracted his hostility, not to mention that there was deep pain and reluctance in this man's eyes, thinking that he was in love with Shanna, he couldn't help but sigh lightly and walked out of the room.

"Childe. Ning Xiang wiped the tears on her face and got up, blessed herself, and pulled Mei Xiang, who was crying on the side, out of the room.

The room was so quiet that even the sound of flies flying by could be heard, and the steaming medicine in the medicine bowl began to slowly get cold, but Xuanyuan Che stood motionless in front of the bed, as if waiting for the sleeping Bai Ruotong to wake up...

It's only been a few days, but she's lost so much weight... Feet, as heavy as lead, couldn't move his feet, Xuanyuan Che gently sat on the side of the bed, staring at the sleepy Bai Ruotong, his eyes were gentle and distressed that could melt the glacier....

Looking back, it seems that every time he sees her, she is either injured or asleep, he can only look at her like this, feel her pain, his heart hurts and makes him want to go crazy, how he wants to hurt him and not her... I want to take her place in pain...

Time flies very quickly at this moment, in a blink of an eye, the sky has darkened, Ning Xiang gently pushed open the door, looked at Xuanyuan Zhe, who was sitting on the side of the bed in a daze with affectionate eyes, sighed softly, shook his head and put the food on the table, lit the candle, put on the lampshade, and silently took away the already cold medicine bowl...

In the dark night, a black shadow fell steadily from the roof, looking at the back of Ning Xiang who walked away, the black shadow opened the veil, revealing Shishi's delicate and cold-eyed face, through the window paper, the candlelight in the house swayed, Xuanyuan Zhe had been sitting in front of the bed for a day... Only Bai Ruotong can make him so... Poetry and lonely return.. She knew early on that Xuanyuan Zhe had a Bai Ruotong in her heart, and when Bai Ruotong got married, he drank wine for a whole day and a night... met Bai Ruotong in the palace, and he laughed in the study for a day... Bai Ruotong was injured, and he guarded her for five days without sleep... Right now...

Ruotong, don't you really feel it... The Prince's Heart... How did you let her grasp the prince's heart... His heart is already full of you...

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(Tianjin)