Feng Wuxi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?" ”

Gu Yu took a breath and said in a low voice: "Not long after you left, Gongzi Cang woke up, but ......

Canggongzi didn't seem to hear it. ”

"What?" Feng Wuxi's fox eyes were full of shock, and he hurried to the side hall.

Just as she was leaving, the man on the bed in the inner sanctum slowly opened his eyes and looked fixedly in the direction she was leaving.

The deep ink eyes are smudged with a trace of bitterness.

After a long time, he closed his eyes again.

The curvature of the corners of the lips gradually tightens.

In the side hall, Feng Wuxi's slender white fingers fell on Canglanxing's wrist.

Cang Lanxing's eyes, which have always been full of warm smiles, seemed to be covered with dust at this time, staring blankly at the top of the bed, without a trace of anger.

After a while, Feng Wuxi let go, pursed her lips and looked at Cang Lanxing, "Brother Cang......"

She called a few times in succession, but Cang Lanxing didn't respond.

She suddenly remembered that Gu Yu said that Canglanxing couldn't hear it.

But his pulse was not abnormal......

After a deep groan, Feng Wuxi approached Cang Lanxing, looked at his eyes fixedly, word by word, and said slowly: "Brother Cang? ”

Canglan Xing's stagnant eyes, like stagnant water, moved slightly.

He turned his head in a daze and looked at Feng Wuxi.

Feng Wuxi squatted on the side of the bed and spoke again, word by word, speaking extremely slowly, "Brother Cang." ”

Under the eyes of Canglan Xing, there was a slight undulation.

He fixed on the bright face of the girl in front of him.

After a long moment, he spoke slowly.

Because of the loss of hearing, the clear tone was slightly weird, "Temple...... Next ......"

Feng Wuxi's eyes were sour, and he said slowly: "Brother Cang, I will cure you." ”

Cang Lanxing didn't seem to understand what she was talking about, but said slowly: "Grass people...... Would like to go back......"

"Where does Brother Cang want to go back?"

Cang Lanxing closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a dead silence in his eyes, "My father died of my poison, and he was buried in a small mountain village far from the capital, I want to go there to accompany him." ”

After a long sentence, Cang Lanxing paused a few times before finishing his sentence.

The further back he went, the more bizarre his tone became.

Feng Wuxi directly refused: "No." ”

Cang Lanxing pursed her lips tightly, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Feng Wuxi hurriedly held him down: "Brother Cang, you recuperate in the palace first, and when your body is better, I will naturally let you go back." ”

After speaking, she found that Cang Lanxing was looking at her closely, and her brows furrowed slightly.

In his eyes, with self-loathing.

Feng Wuxi's heart tightened, covered the quilt for him, and said slowly: "When your body is well, I won't stop you wherever you go." ”

She spoke word by word, very slowly.

After making sure that Cang Lanxing understood, he continued: "Brother Cang, if you believe me, I will definitely be able to cure you." ”

Cang Lanxing looked at her for a moment, and hooked the corners of his pale lips, "Your Highness...... Don't bother with me......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Wuxi, "Brother Cang, I have already asked someone to pick up Bang Yue, you can recuperate in the palace." ”

Cang Lanxing sighed lightly: "I've caused trouble to Your Highness." ”

Feng Wuxi's eyes were sour, and her delicate voice was a little sour, "Brother Cang, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be lingering on the sickbed, I'm sorry for you." ”

Canglan Xing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said helplessly: "Your Highness...... Can you say slower? ”

"I ...... I don't understand ......."

Cang Lanxing's voice fell, and Feng Wuxi's eyes became more sour.

She lifted her white fingers and wiped the tears from her eyes.

On her bright and beautiful face, a smile was raised, word by word, and she said slowly: "Brother Cang, I will cure you!" ”

The girl's soft voice contains firmness.

In Cang Lanxing's mind, a fragment of his face suddenly appeared.

After he woke up from poisoning, the young Feng Wuxi took his hand and said firmly word by word, Brother Cang, you wait for me, I will marry you!

The little girl's immature voice was deeply rooted in his mind.

Over the years, every time he was physically and mentally exhausted by poison, it was this sentence that made him persist.

Under the eyes of Canglan Xing, it gradually swelled into darkness.

The sky was as dark as the sky was about to come during a storm, so dark that it almost swallowed everything.

After a while, he smiled at the corner of his lips and nodded slightly, "Okay, I believe in Your Highness." ”

Xixi, the promise you made when you were young, it's time to fulfill it.

Feng Wuxi saw that Canglan Xing no longer insisted on leaving, and her heart was slightly lowered.

At this time, Bang Yue followed Shi Ling into the hall.

Her eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and she saluted Feng Wuxi, "The slave has seen His Highness. ”

Feng Wuxi got up, her rippling fox eyes were calm and waveless, and her cold voice was without a trace of emotion, "Take good care of your son-in-law, Gu Yu will send you back to Qingfeng Hall in a while." ”

A faint coercion poured down with her words.

Holding the back of the moon, a chill suddenly rose.

She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Slave and maid obey." ”

Feng Wuxi took a deep look at Bang Yue and walked out of the side hall.

The flaming red skirt is swaying, and the red lips are snowy, and she is amazingly beautiful.

The beauty in the red dress walked out of the side hall, and the faint sunlight fell on her.

Thousands of colors, not as bright as her face.

Cang Lanxing looked through the window and watched her disappearing figure.

Under the eyes, it gradually crept with a chill.

Leaving the side hall, Feng Wuxi went straight to the dormitory.

On the bed, a beautiful man with an indifferent figure lay quietly.

The clear and magnificent face has lost a bit of blood, revealing the sickly and broken beauty.

Feng Wuxi stepped forward gently, her slender white arms were on the edge of the bed, and she just lay on the side of the bed and looked at Xiao Yingche.

The man's long, curly eyelashes drooped, obscuring the deep, clear eyes.

Long eyelashes that cast a heavy shadow under the eyelids.

The bridge of the nose is high, and the lip flaps are indifferent and lack of blood.

Feng Wuxi's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

After a while, she took the cup beside her, warmed the water with internal force, and took a big sip with her head up.

The next second, she bent over and covered herself with that paleness.

The faint medicinal fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, and the color of Feng Wuxi's eyes gradually becomes richer.

A mouthful of water was slowly fed to Xiao Yingche, Feng Wuxi stretched out her hand, and her tender fingertips gently rubbed his water-colored lips.

The man's pale lips are dipped in a little warm water, and the lip color is slightly pink.

The black hair was as black as ink, draped behind the thin shoulders, and the crow-like eyelashes fluttered lightly a few times and slowly opened.

Feng Wuxi held the water, and the eyes of the fox were full of joy, "Brother Che, are you awake?" ”

Xiao Yingche lifted her eyes slightly and stared at her.

The cold light in his eyes seemed to be stained with 10,000-year-old ice.

Feng Wuxi met his calm gaze, and a faint uneasiness appeared in her heart, "Brother Che, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yingche looked at her for a moment, and her clear voice was mixed with the hoarseness of her awakening, "Your Highness, it's time for the minister to go home." ”

"No, you can't!" Feng Wuxi stood up suddenly, interrupting him, "You can only stay in Zhaoyang Palace, you are not allowed to go anywhere!" ”