"Mother, what's wrong? Not feeling well? ”

Ding Bao looked at him, a smile opened at the corner of his mouth, and he endured the pain and said indifferently.

"Knowing too many secrets, it's hard for you to get out alive."

Seeing the cold light in Ding Bao's eyes, Jiang Chong realized that he was too anxious.

"Let's go, don't worry."

So saying, he turned and walked out, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw a figure standing at the bottom of the steps.

It looks like it's a woman.

Jiang Chong lowered his head and continued to walk along the steps, and the figure on the opposite side slowly walked over.

As soon as they got on and down, the two passed by.

Jiang Chong subconsciously looked sideways at the person beside him, it was so late, how could there be a maid coming back from outside?

At this moment, the maid who had been walking forward with her eyes lowered also looked sideways.

For a moment, the four eyes looked at each other.

Jiang Chong frowned, retracted his gaze and didn't stop, and before he took two steps, a voice came from behind him, through the wind and snow, and it was clear to his ears.

"Look at the eyes, when did Muhua Hall come to a new maid?"

The feet stopped.

Jiang Chong's heart tightened slightly, his face was still calm, he turned his head and looked at the other party's face, delicate and white, it looked a little familiar, it should be the person next to Concubine Zhuang.

"I used to be a maid beside Concubine Zhuang, and I was just transferred from the side."

"Where did you get it from, and what's your name?"

"My name is Xiaoyu, I just transferred from the Huanyi room, and I will need more care from my sister in the future."

"Little Fish ......"

Jiang Chong was about to continue walking, but a pair of hands gently placed on his shoulders and patted him lightly.

"Little fish, don't you have a vigil with me tonight."

"I ......"

"Plain sleeves, come in!"

Suddenly, another weak and hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the temple door, directly piercing through the thick wind and snow, tearing through this piece of silence.

Jiang Chong was relieved, raised his eyes to look at Ding Bao standing at the door, and saw her waving at herself.

"Let's go, just keep vigil by yourself."

Jiang Chong turned around and walked away when he heard this, and the person named Su Sleeve on the opposite side did not stop him any more, but turned around, and the footsteps on the snow sped up, and he almost trotted to Ding Bao's side.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

"Eat."

After saying this, Ding Bao's body softened and fell into the arms of the person next to him.

She was in so much pain.

The heart seemed to be torn apart piece by piece, and it was like being pinched by a big hand, and it became extremely difficult to breathe.

Lying on the bed, Ding Bao felt that his clothes were taken off, followed by a warm and dry hand covering his heart, gently and slowly rubbing it.

The qi blocked in the chest, like frozen snow, was slowly melted by this warm palm, the breathing gradually smoothed, and the numb hands and feet gradually became conscious.

It's another trip to the Ghost Gate.

Every time I stepped in with half a foot, I pulled it back every time without exception.

The pain was menacing, as majestic as a flood that burst the embankment, and it could instantly submerge Ding Baoyi.

At this time, the medicine is a small boat, which can save her life, but it can't stop the pain.

Breathing smoothly, the first thing Ding Bao did was to raise his hand laboriously, put his arms around the waist of the person next to him, and then buried his whole face in it, almost sniffing the smell of his body like dependence.

This subtle move easily pleased Cen Yao, who was covered in wind and snow.

For a moment, he felt that it would not be bad if he had such a woman by his side all the time and relied on him.