Looking at King Rong's expression, he knew how he could blame He Chuan, and even felt that the moment he was beaten directly shortened the distance between the two. He turned his back to stroke his back, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not strong." ”

"Ah, it's fine."

She lay quietly for a while, her eyes under her eyelashes showing a tired look. King Rong seemed to guess that she was recalling, pressed the quilt on the side of her ear down, and said worriedly, "He Chuan, it was this king who forced it tightly, and it was the king's fault that you went to jump into the well." I keep saying that I like you, but I still squeeze you to the road of suicide, and I will never do it again, this king promises, as long as you are well, this king will send you back to Xun. ”

Yes?

King Rong's sincere words were held back for a long time before he spoke, but he didn't know why there was no joy in He Chuan's eyes, "He Chuan, what's wrong?" Are you in a bad mood? The king will say no more, and you should keep it well. ”

He took a look at it when the doctor was treating him, and He Chuan's arms and neck were covered with red strangulation marks, and there was no other explanation than self-harm.

Unexpectedly, Jiumu's response was not any of the aspects he expected, but just roared: "What about the doctor?!" ”

"Doctor, doctor?" King Rong thought for a moment, frowned and said, "After you disappeared, the doctor also left, and now he is no longer in the palace, and now this doctor is still powerful." ”

It means that Shao Yijiang threw her into the well and left by himself!

Jiumu's terrifying expression shocked King Rong's heart slightly, and he touched her hand and comforted: "Don't be angry with He Chuan, this king is looking for a better doctor to take care of you." ”

King Rong shushed her and asked her for a long list of responses in exchange for vague and incomprehensible words, but in fact, Jiumu scolded Shao Yijiang, the ancestor of the old Wang Ba, in his heart, and even staged a big scene of dipping in a pig cage. She doesn't care if this dog man is guilty of soaking in the pig cage, in short, he deserves it, he is worth it!

Because of the long time she spent in the well, she was about to sweat at every turn in bed, and her underwear had been changed by the palace maid no less than seven or eight sets when she was unconscious. When it was time to change clothes again, King Rong explained to the doctor and the palace maid for a long time before leaving.

The palace maid waited for her to take off her clothes, and the countless red marks on her pale body were vividly visible, and her burned arms also became shocking after experiencing blisters.

The doctor said that this was self-abuse, and it was easy to fall into a mental illness and become a madman. As everyone knows, these scars were all left by Dr. Xu Renqing whom they had seen.

Jiumu obediently changed into a white and soft underwear and fell on the bed, not knowing how these things ended up in today's field. She kept this position unchanged, staring at the embroidery above her into the night.

The food brought in was placed on the stool in front of him, and it was not touched at all.

Not long after, late at night, the nightingale outside began to chirp. The window of the main house of Changguan was quickly opened, and then quickly closed as a black shadow rolled in, and everything was silent, hidden in the deep darkness.

The black shadow pulled the black mask off his face, revealing a handsome and sinister face, and gently approached the bed. "You're hiding so deeply, He Chuan."

He doesn't just remember the name well.

Saying that, no one responded. He looked at the bulging head in the quilt.

How is there no hair?

Suddenly, a white shadow flew out of the quilt and hit him on the forehead, and at that moment, two bright red blood streaks slipped from the corners of his eyes. The mind was also smashed, and before she could react, the woman who came out of the quilt and picked up the stool attacked the person violently.

But the stool still didn't fall on him. It's not because of the red rope traction, it's because Jiumu suddenly reacted that his body was Xu Renqing's, and now if he smashes him to death, Xu Renqing will never come back!

"Okay, you're recovering very quickly, it's really a bone surprise." Shao Yijiang covered his forehead with one hand, and his face still had the same expression of hiding a knife in his smile. "How did you know I was coming?"

"Because you're a bastard, a once-in-a-millennium bastard. Throw me into the well, why don't you hang me on the beams? ”

Jiu Mu didn't think about how to explain what he was doing when he returned to the mortal world for a few days, but he really didn't expect Shao Yijiang to make such a bad move. Committed suicide by throwing himself into a well, his wishful thinking was really good, although he won the sympathy and mercy of King Rong, but it really did not have any benefit to the body!

Shao Yijiang tore off the black mask hanging around his neck and covered it on the wound on his head, the corners of his mouth twitched in pain, but he couldn't care about his wound, because there was something more important. "What's the matter, is King Rong full of guilt for you in an instant?"

"Guilt ... Scold... Jiu Mu watched his slender figure covered in black slowly approach, and swallowed his saliva in fear. When she returned to the mortal world that day, she didn't know how powerful Shao Yijiang was, and she didn't understand the rough methods of pity and cherishing jade, which made her unbearable.

"You, don't come here, I'm going to call if you come over again!"

"Called? Your name is He Chuan, you really make me easy to find~" He Chuan, this name means a lot to him, it can be regarded as a name that makes him regret it for life.

Jiumu sat backwards on the bed, and when he stretched out his hand to block it, he was shocked to find that his body was itchy again, and the soul-binding rope that was originally wrapped around his wrist seemed to feel Shao Yijiang's breath, and quickly climbed to her neck and waist, so as to deal with her sudden attack at any time.

The man in front of him was bleeding profusely, ticking and falling onto his soaked clothes, dyed with a beautiful bright red pattern. Shao Yijiang stared at her facial features, searching, searching for the face that belonged to Hechuan.

After searching around, he found that he had long forgotten what Tsurukawa looked like, and that was many years ago. But since her name is He Chuan, and her appearance is not bad, what does it matter if this face is Hechuan's?

When his lips were gently attached, Shao Yijiang showed an unattainable expression of relief, just like a child who had been chasing his dream for a long time finally succeeded, and a sly smile hung on the corner of his mouth again. Satisfied, he pounced on it and repeated the kiss on what he had mistaken for a trace of self-harm.

"This is the royal palace! Hmm, Shao Yijiang! You... ”

Palace? Shao Yijiang snorted coldly, and held her more affectionately to prevent her from speaking. The royal palace in Beirong was too familiar to him, and he was not afraid of being here, let alone being discovered. The Changguan is a remote and difficult place to walk, and the road is far-reaching, even if someone comes, he can detect it at the first time.

With that, he reached out and teased her sweaty chin. "Did you do this here with your husband?"

Kugi was almost choked, and the slight sliding up and down of his throat made him can't help but kiss him twice. Her body is like driftwood floating on the water, seemingly safe, but in fact, she may fall off the altar at any time. The torture she has endured in the past few days is too much, and it should not be considered a pleasure for her, especially this time, for a long time, even the quilt is soaked with sweat.

The voice of the slightly open mouth was powerless: "How are you... Halfway through the question, the darkness at the bottom of the well fell again, and she couldn't speak, feeling the tingling sensation on her neck being magnified, devouring her reason.