Because of the serious injury of the Seventh Prince, this hunt ended hastily, and he returned to the palace before dawn.

The candle flame in the bedroom of the Seven Princes burned for two days and two nights, and the maid came out with basins of blood and water, and the smell of medicine mixed with the smell of blood could be smelled from afar.

The imperial doctor didn't close his eyes for two days, and finally pulled the Seven Princes back from the king of Hades.

The lights are bright, and the rich smell of medicine is surging.

Even in a coma, the severe pain made him sleep unsteadily, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his face was as pale as paper.

His head was drowsy, and he felt that he had had a long dream, and he didn't remember the scene in it, but he felt that his heart felt like it was being gnawed by countless ants, maybe it was physical pain, maybe it was something else.

He opened his eyes in a daze, his vision blurred, and he turned his head with difficulty to see the swaying figure.

Someone whispered in his ear.

"Shen Yaojin?"

"Shen Yaojin?"

The familiar and gorgeous voice made Shen Yaojin's head even more chaotic, and it was also inexplicable, hearing this voice made his eyes suddenly hot.

opened her mouth, Shen Yaojin wanted to say something, but she didn't have any strength, so she could only half-open her mouth weakly.

Warm tears overflowed his eyes, slipped through his hair, and quickly disappeared.

In the middle of the night, Shen Yaojin burned again, the fever was very serious, and he was talking nonsense, the imperial doctor sighed, and gave a conclusion, if His Royal Highness the Seventh couldn't survive tonight, he might not be able to wake up again.

Shen Yue lost her temper and scolded those imperial doctors for being bloody, her emotions were rarely exposed, and she was so angry at the moment.

Shen Yaojin's face was very hot, his face was pale, his body was seriously injured, and several pieces of flesh were bitten off his legs, and the blood was dripping with blood, and the white bones were almost visible.

Even if the wounds are bandaged now, you can still smell blood when you get closer.

This fool has always been insane, as if he had endless energy, and never before was he so weak as a dead man.

Shen Yue pressed the corners of his forehead, his fingertips turned white, he took a few deep breaths while holding his breath, it was very strange, it was obvious that the other party was just a fool, if he died, he would die, if he wanted to blame his life, what was the big deal?

But she looked at Shen Yaojin, who was as pale as paper on the bed, and there seemed to be an indescribable taste in her heart, as if she had swallowed an extremely bitter snake gall alive, and her mouth was bitter that could not be dissolved.

The night sky is dotted with stars, light and shadow, and the brilliant lights in the distance, which are intertwined and difficult to distinguish.

Shen Yue slowly approached, and the shadow was thin.

Shen Yaojin was already burned, maybe the wounds on her body were too painful, her eyes were tightly closed, but tears were falling from the corners of her eyes.

Shen Yue stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, the slightly warm touch made Shen Yaojin particularly nostalgic, he suddenly made a move, and grabbed Shen Yue's hand without any gaps like a soldering iron.

It's cool.

His face was covered with sweat, he rubbed his face into Shen Yue's palm, revealing a sense of dependence, when he felt that the owner of this hand was about to withdraw away, he felt frightened for no reason, and tears flowed down.

"Leave me behind, fourth brother."

"I hurt so much......"

"It hurts to death......"

His breath was hot and hot, his lines were hoarse and choked, he sobbed slightly, and his back trembled slightly.

There seemed to be a helpless sigh in his ears, and then he felt someone whispering beside him, the voice was really gentle, and it didn't seem to hurt so much.

——

The golden sunlight shone through the cracks in the dense pine needles, creating beams of thick and thin light and shadow, illuminating the shade of the trees with a light gauzy mist.

The bath is misty and fragrant.

Shen Yue leaned on the edge of the bath, the back of her head was tilted back, her skin was cold and white, and there was no trace of redness in the warm pool water, and the blue blood vessels under the thin skin were fragile and beautiful.

With his eyes closed, his eyes were blue, and between his eyebrows and eyes was a tiredness that could not be hidden.

After a long time, Shen Yue's eyes were closed, and her breathing became more and more steady.

The mist is like a thin veil, full of fragrance, like a fairyland, like a dream.

Fu'an approached quietly, skillfully picked up the clean robe hanging on the side, came to Shen Yue's side, wrapped Shen Yue with the robe and picked it up easily, he didn't look at the place he shouldn't see from beginning to end, and his steps were steady.

The eyelashes moved, Shen Yue didn't even need to open his eyes, smelled a familiar breath, and let him hold it defenselessly.

Shen Yaojin's fever has subsided, go, still in a coma, Shen Yue has been taking care of Shen Yaojin personally in the past few days, but in the end, he boiled down his body and contracted the wind cold, afraid of infecting Shen Yaojin, so he didn't go again.

Originally, I just thought it was just an ordinary wind chill, but I never thought that it would become more and more serious later.

There is a copper unicorn incense burner on the wooden table, quietly spitting out a cloud-patterned cigarette.

Huo Dao came in with the medicine, bypassed the screen, and swept his eyes to see the figure half-lying on the soft couch.

She supported her chin with one hand, her skin was white and her lips were red, the tear moles under her eyelids were like cinnabar, and a thin blue robe was draped over her shoulders, and her hair was lazily draped over her shoulders.

Huo Dao walked without a sound, the whole person was like a silent shadow, he came to Shen Yue, half-squatted down, and tightened the thin robe that was about to slide down.

The long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, they opened their eyes.

Huo Dao's eyes moved, his gaze fell on Shen Yue's pale face, and his mouth moved.

"Drink the medicine."

The bitter medicinal taste was very abrasive, Shen Yue lowered his eyes, and the red mole was bright red.

Shen Yue is a person who is particularly afraid of hardship, and what she has hated most since she was a child is drinking medicine, and every time she drinks medicine, Fu'an will specially prepare a small plate of candied fruit for her.

Huo Dao obviously didn't know this.

Shen Yue picked up the medicine, followed the long pain is better than the short pain, and drank it directly in one gulp.

Huo Dao's gaze fell on Shen Yue's body and he didn't move, and when Shen Yue's medicine was drunk, his gaze still didn't have any concealment.

It was a little uncomfortable to be looked at by such an aggressive look, not to mention Shen Yue, who was really not a good temper.

She lifted her eyes, but her appearance was particularly cold.

"What are you looking at?"

Huo Dao didn't seem to feel that his eyes were offended, and his gaze was dark and calm.

Smack-

His face was crooked, Huo Dao's pupils moved slightly, and he looked sideways to see Shen Yue's reddened eyes and cold expression.