Her dagger was aimed at the heart, but it felt empty, as if the heart was long gone.

Even if she was right in front of him at the moment, close at hand and within reach, she seemed to be living in another world far away from him.

Ye Luo quickly came back with the bandaged wound medicine and white yarn, walked in front of him, and when she was about to take off his clothes, her movements were a little stiff. In the end, it is a person who hates him to the bone marrow, and it is good to let her stab him, and it is really difficult for her to bandage him.

So from beginning to end, she kept a cold face and carried out the movements in her hands expressionlessly.

Ye Luo lowered his eyebrows, his eyes fell on the dagger on his chest intently, and pulled it out with difficulty, blood suddenly spurted out, directly sprinkled on her face, and her eyelashes seemed to be stained with blood-red and gorgeous colors.

Shangguan Liyao's voice opened in a low voice, "Ye Luo, you look up." ”

She kept her head down, her broken hair blocking her skinny face, and he couldn't see her eyes.

If you can't see it, you will instinctively panic.

"You let me raise my head to treat your wounds, it's better to just say that you want to die, I can give you a good time."

A few wisps of dark color flashed in the man's eyes, and he lowered his eyes and said in a dumb voice: "Don't you dare to kill me?" ”

She sneered, "So you shut up, lest I can't help but ruin my own life and kill you." ”

Shangguan Liyao stopped talking, obviously it was the most painful place, but during the whole process of Ye Luo's treatment for him, he didn't say a word, just stared at her eyes fixedly, and his dark eyes seemed to condense thousands of feelings.

After Ye Luo took care of it for him, he also went to wash his face, and then lay back down.

Only this time, she was far away from him, separated by a chasm in the vast dragon bed.

Seeing that the man was going to hug her again, she shrank back, "I'm tired and want to sleep well, so don't touch me." ”

The man's hand froze.

She was curled up in a corner by herself, almost against the wall, always maintaining her back to her.

Shangguan Liyao just looked at her back and never fell asleep again.

He couldn't dream of her anymore, because he had remembered everything between them.

……

The next morning, the leaves set early.

Although she didn't sleep well last night, in order to prevent Shangguan Liyao from suddenly repenting, she got up and washed up while he was in the court, and then left the palace and went straight to Huaiwang's mansion.

King Huai was also in the early court at the moment, so she went in without saying hello to anyone.

Zixi was imprisoned in the firewood room, which she was quite surprised, after all, this is Shangguan Liyao's person, even if she hasn't seen her for so long, but the basic care should still be there, right? King Huai treated her like this, it was really bold.

So this sincerity is even more moving.

When the door of the firewood room was opened, the woman who was sitting on the floor asleep seemed to be suddenly awakened, and suddenly opened her eyes to look at her.

She thought they were going to torture her again, and her face flashed with obvious horror.

But this can only be regarded as instinctive fear.

When the face against the light at the door slowly approached her, and when the figure of the person came into view clearly, Zixi's eyes widened, her pupils constricted violently, and she looked at her in disbelief.

"Leaves, leaves fall ......"

"It's me, Miss Zixi." Ye Luo slowly hooked his lips.