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Chapter 64 Turnaround

Author: Skyrim Drive

For patients, the Imperial Physician is a savior. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He Yue had to persuade: "The imperial doctor is no one else, tell him to take a towel and pad his hands, and don't touch you." ”

Feng Ran pursed his lips, as if he hadn't heard it, and only slowly struggled to crawl out of He Yue's arms and curl up into the quilt: "I want to ...... Rest, you ...... Let's get out. "Feng Ran actually wants to drive the emperor out of his bedroom?! In this world, I am afraid that only Feng Ran can do it, so lightly and authentically, without a trace of fireworks, it is natural.

Now that he has lost, he no longer has to humbly call himself "Feng Ran", nor does he have to respectfully call He Yue "Emperor" and "Your Majesty". He is the prince, whether he has given up his identity as a prince or not, he is the prince of the Yin Kingdom, not a subject or a person of the Emperor of Suoyun Kingdom, and he never calls He Yue a "minister" or a "grass people". It is the prince who has the courage, bearing and courage of the prince, there is no one in this world that he does not dare to despise, and there is no one he does not dare to call out!

He Yue's breath was suffocated: "You blame me, I didn't plan to let go of that assassin and leave you behind?" He himself knew that it was very unkind to do this, but he did it anyway, and even prepared to do it from the beginning.

After a long time, the indifferent voice of the wind dye floated out from under the quilt: "It's ...... It doesn't matter anymore. He did underestimate He Yue's determination, thinking that He Yue had been plotting against him for a long time, and as long as he won He Yue's favor, he could ask He Yue to release him. Although he had a grudge against He Yue, he finally fell into the net by himself, so he didn't blame He Yue for ruining himself, everything was something he was willing to bear. He was gambling, but he lost the bet.

It is very good to be able to be accompanied by Lu Feiqing Huangquan and walk in the Yin World.

Feng Ran didn't want to die so soon, hoping to survive the retaliatory attack of body poison, hoping to accompany Lu Feiqing through the last journey, not to let his Scarlet be lonely and sad, and then go on the road again. It's just that his body is getting colder and colder, and the hope of the wind dyeing is gradually cold, and he can't escape his destined fate after all, no matter how he tightens the quilt, he can't feel a trace of warmth.

The man next to him had only the temperature on him. The scorching temperature that hurt him to the point of being skinless could not give him any warm feeling.

Before taking a bath, Feng Ran felt that his body poison was attacking, he wanted to endure it, and it was over after holding on, but this time it was the first counterattack of the body poison after being suppressed for five years, and the attack was extremely violent, and he finally couldn't hold on.

After losing the suppression of the poisonous inner pill, Feng Ran's body endured a series of lifeless "exercises", and at dawn, he was hit by a whip with internal force, and He Yue's internal force was like a fuse, causing the body poison to rage in the meridians and acupoints, coupled with the poison of the internal organs, the body of the wind was like an avalanche, and it collapsed overnight.

It's good that this way, saving him from destroying himself by himself, there will always be some heartache.

The pain faded and consciousness blurred. Feng Ran thought: I hope that the next time I wake up, I can see Lu Feiqing sleeping next to me, everything has not happened yet, he must guard him well and not give him a chance to fall in love with any woman.

Watching Feng Ran slowly crawl out of his arms, and then slowly buried himself in the brocade quilt, leaving only a lock of green silk lazily scattered on the pillow, He Yue only felt a kind of pain, which gradually overflowed in his heart, not very painful, but through his internal organs, dull pain and sadness slowly filled his chest together.

He Yue has been calling for wind and rain since she was a child, and what she wants, she can get it with little effort. Wind dye is the person he really spends his strength to capture, that uninhibited temperament, unruly personality makes him fascinated, he wants to have him so much, wants him to stay by his side!

In the few times she got along with Feng Ran, He Yue felt the unruly personality that Feng Ran had infiltrated from her bones. Although he was dissolved from his internal force, although he was allowed to take what he wanted, it was only superficial obedience, but in fact, he repeatedly hurt him invisibly. This is Feng Ran, the person who fascinated him back then.

The more alienated and untamed Feng Ran is, the more He Yue can't let go.

"Wind Dye!" He Yueyi stretched out her hand and hugged Wind Ran into her arms along with the brocade quilt: "Stay by my side." Feng Ran didn't say anything, his dim and godless eyes looked at the void blankly, He Yue could almost feel that Feng Ran's life was fading little by little, but: Feng Ran refused to seek medical treatment!

He Yue pulled down the brocade quilt and saw that the bloodless jade-colored face buried in the quilt by the wind was stained with blood, and the blood was still spilling out of her mouth, dripping on the brocade quilt, and the flowers were in full bloom.

He Yue lowered her head and licked the blood stains on her lips on her face and stained her face little by little, the sweet and fishy taste, extremely bitter, so bitter that he was helpless. No one has taught him how to cherish others, no one has taught him how to keep others, he will always be the one who stands tall. Saying the words "stay with me" was the most retaining language he could imagine.

Feng Ran opened his lips slightly with difficulty, loosened his teeth, and waited to meet the invasion and plunder of He Yue's lips and tongue. However, He Yue only licked the blood from his lips and teeth, and then he didn't move, and heard He Yue say, "Feng Ran, stay? Why are you willing to stay?"

His consciousness began to blur, and Feng Ran forgot that He Yue had told him that he would not spare Lu Feiqing, and begged intermittently: "Your Majesty...... Still want to ...... Dye ...... to the wind Do what...... Just do it...... Wind dyeing is also ...... Hold up...... I beg Your Majesty...... Spare Scarlet ......" said the words in an indifferent tone, so that He Yue listened to it, and his heart was painful, and he blurted out: "Dye'er, as long as you live, I will spare that assassin!"

As if he hadn't heard, Feng Ran continued to beg: "...... Your Majesty let the wind dye ...... It's good to do anything......"

"Wind dye, wind dye, you live, I will spare that assassin!" He Yue yelled in Feng Ran's ear in anger and urgency, pain and pity.

Feng Ran was stunned for a while, as if he had just figured out what He Yue was talking about, his eyes flashed a little like a flashback, he looked at He Yue's side in a sloppy manner, and asked in disbelief, "Really?"

As long as you can live, I will spare the little assassin. ”

This sentence, like the morning sun, sprinkled like a dream on the heart of the wind dyeing after a long dark night, gradually cooled, finally brought a trace of warmth.

Outside the dormitory, it was already dawn.

Feng Ran said for a long time: "Scarlet Qing can help me heal my wounds......"

He Yue secretly hated, he should have thought of it a long time ago! Lu Feiqing has lived with Feng Ran for more than ten years, and he is a medicine boy, so he should know very well about the old diseases of Feng Ran, and he is a life-saving candidate.

"Someone, go to the dungeon, bring that assassin here!"

"Yes. The attendant agreed loudly outside the door, and then asked very uncertainly: "Your Majesty, are you bringing it to the palace?"

"Hurry up!" He Yue was impatient, for fear that Lu Feiqing would be late, and Feng Ran would not be able to support it, so he roared angrily and drank the attendant out.

After all, the guards didn't dare to really take Lu Feiqing directly from the dungeon to the dormitory, so they still tidied up Lu Feiqing a little, first tied up the unkempt hair that had not been combed for two months, wiped the blood and pus on his face and body, changed into a fairly complete prison clothes, and then escorted Lu Feiqing to the prince's mansion.

It's just a rough clean-up that tossed Lu Feiqing half to death until he was thrown on the ground of the dormitory like a dog.

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