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Wei Youlan turned her head and smiled faintly at Qin Qi: "I've been dizzy lately, can it be relieved?" ”

"This is caused by severe ischemia in your body, and eating more blood-replenishing things will help, but ...... As long as the blood Gu can't be taken out, this is only a palliative and not a cure, and it will be ...... in the autumn."

"In the fall, it will multiply in my body." Wei Youlan helped him take what he had to say.

Looking at Wei Youlan a little stiffly, Qin Qi could only shake his head for a long time. He knew how to deal with it, but he didn't have a male Gu as bait. All in vain! The last order that Hall Master Xu gave him was to protect Miss Lan, but I am afraid that this time he will not be able to complete this task.

Wei Youlan smiled more elegantly, smiling indifferently as light as a mist, as if what she was saying now had nothing to do with life and death.

"Qin Qi, these days, please help me buy some blood-replenishing herbs and come back, and then you will decoct the medicine and give it to me to drink every day while the prince is away, and don't let anyone know that I have blood Gu in my body."

Wei Youlan stared at Qin Qi until he nodded, and the breath in his mouth came out heavily. My heart is obviously very bitter, but my face is full of warm smiles. It turns out that disguise is needed a lot of times in life.

Wei Youlan straightened her hair in the mirror, her smile was a little stiff, her face was a little pale, and the frowning folds on her brow needed strength to smooth out. Run your fingers over your eyebrows and rub your cheeks. The heart tells itself over and over again that you should smile when you are happy. Then raise your head and chest up, breathe deeply, the flowers are gone, the fragrance is gone, but smile......

It turns out that when the heart is broken, a smile is just a violent poison. It is others who deceive, and it is oneself who suffers.

In the past few days, every morning Qin Qi would find Song Yu to bring the decoction blood tonic medicine to Wei Youlan when he went out.

Adequate blood replenishment is very effective in suppressing the pain of blood Gu. In addition to the growing meat bun and the dark red that gradually shone as if it was about to break through the skin, Wei Youlan had almost forgotten the fact that there was still blood Gu on her body. But after all, it can't be forgotten, and the increasingly obvious red and swollen meat bag gradually can't even hide the white jade bracelet on the wrist, so it can only be wrapped with white yarn to cover it slightly. The explanation given to Song Yu was only a treatment of a wrist burn.

When Qin Qi came over to deliver the medicine, he also brought the latest news about Xu Mo. He and his brothers had been searching for the location where Xu Mo was being held, and had recently found some clues. Even Wei Youlan didn't know if this was good news or bad news for her.

She could have provided these clues to Song Yu, and then used Song Yu's power to rescue Xu Mo, which was not allowed to be done in her current form. Perhaps, leaving is the best solution, long pain is better than short pain, rather than dying painfully in front of him, it is better to leave the most beautiful side in his heart. All this may be unfair to Song Yu, who is unaware, but she can't be a burden to him anymore. This is Song Sheng's first time to use his life as a bargaining chip, Song Yu must accept the conditions put forward by Song Sheng if he wants to get the Gu worm, in this way, won't all his efforts be in vain?

Maybe after she leaves, Song Yu will not be happy again, but at least he will no longer live in fear and heart-rending pain at any time.

The most difficult thing for people may not be execution, but choice.

When the hesitation of choice becomes an affirmation, and the torture or pain is prepared, it should be a relief for the constant pain struggle.

She wants to give him a chance to remember herself after the injury! Wouldn't it be too greedy.

Can't think! Unthinkable! If you know it's painful, you shouldn't touch it.

Wei Youlan went to the vegetable market, and Song Yu likes to eat noodles, so she decided to make dumplings for him today.

Moreover, she is going to pack five kinds of fillings today, all of which are Song Yu's favorite flavors. There are celery pork filling, leek egg filling, green onion beef filling, cabbage pork filling, and mushroom pork filling.

Wei Youlan rubbed the noodles in the basin in her hand one by one, her heart was aggrieved and sour, and her tears fell into the noodles one by one, and she raised her hand to wipe it, but the wetness was heavier. Now that it's just after lunchtime, everyone has been sent out by her, and she is the only one in the kitchen, and she has no one to disguise, but she still can't cry uncontrollably. Rub it, your eyes are blurry, and you wipe it with the back of your hand. I was stunned for a moment, and then continued to knead. Still, a full pot of noodles made her wrists sore.

If you think about it, you don't have the ability to do anything for him anymore, and the only thing you can do seems to be this. So when your wrist is sore, you can roll out the dumpling skin, and when your palm is numb, you will wrap two dumplings. Back and forth, back and forth, seeing that the sun was about to set but had not yet completed the required weight, Song Yu came back early.

was wrapping the last bit of filling, and suddenly he was hugged tightly behind him, familiar breathing, familiar body temperature, familiar embrace, and familiar warmth instantly made the painful heart have something to rely on.

"I heard that there are dumplings to eat today." The lips were in her ear, and he deliberately distracted her, so the friction was even more ambiguous.

Wei Youlan's body in Song Yu's arms turned around, her arms around his neck, but she saw him with a narrow smile.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yu raised his hand and gently wiped off the flour around Wei Youlan's eyelids with his fingers, and laughed happily: "Before you marry me, you will become a yellow-faced woman." After marrying me, are you going to become ugly? ”

"Oops!" Seeing the flour left on his fingers, Wei Youlan instantly blushed, gently slapped Song Yu's shoulder, buried his cheek in Song Yu's shoulder socket, and tried to rub it against him no matter what was on his face. "How dare you hate me?" As he spoke, he maliciously held his face with his hands covered in flour.

And he didn't push or dodge, so she really held it upright. Such delicate and evil facial features, such tender eyes, such lazy corners of the mouth with a doting smile, plus such mismatched and even somewhat funny flour. made Wei Youlan finally laugh, it turned out that the sudden contrast was too big to have such an effect.

Wei Youlan, who was lying on top of him with a smile on her eyebrows, Song Yu finally had the feeling of grasping happiness. Happiness turned out to be like this, and his happiness turned out to be only two words - Lan'er!

"Lan'er, we will be happy!" He whispered softly in her ear, his voice was as soft as water, flowing into Wei Youlan's ears, but it had condensed into ice in Wei Youlan's heart.

Lifting her head from his shoulders with some stiffness, she found his intense eyes, "Will it?" ”

"Yes." He was absolutely sure. "I've already made arrangements, I'm going to go to the camp on the outskirts of Beijing in a few days, and when I come back, everything will be over. I will send Su Tongwen to the guillotine with my own hands! Wait another ten days, Lan'er, there will only be ten days. ”

Ten days!?

However, it was out of reach for her!

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