When the phoenix dove returned, it was already late at night, and the Fengling Palace was quiet at night, and the candle flame was still bright. The breeze blew through the aisle in front of Fengling Palace, raising a subtle crisp bell.

When the phoenix dove heard such a voice, she frowned, and seemed to feel a little noisy. The action of opening the door removed the arrogance of the past, and became very gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

The body of the person lying on the bed moved, but he was still awakened by such a sound.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and turned her eyes to look. The face of the person in front of him was very pale, and even the clothes he loved on weekdays were cut on his shoulder.

The mouth is not cracked, but it exposes a jade muscle.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

He looked at Qing Wei before he rested, and looked at the broken porcelain bowl on the ground, which was powerless. He tugged at the corners of his mouth and sat on the soft couch: "Today, I am afraid that I will be wronged by this immortal monarch, and I will rest with you, the wounded." ”

In the eyes of outsiders, it is extremely normal for two husbands and wives to rest together. But for Qing Wei and Feng Dove, it is particularly special.

When Qing Wei heard this, his body stiffened suddenly, but he was very embarrassed.

She didn't know what he was doing for her outside, so she tried to calm down by the faint sound of bells under the eaves.

It was late at night, and the smell of the heavy dew of the night reached the tip of her nose.

She took a look, Xuan Se was not by his side, and Qing Wei felt a little strange in her heart.

She slowly got up, stared at the phoenix dove and asked, "What did that group of people say?" ”

Whether it is true or not, she did burn a large sycamore forest in their eyes, and the phoenix dove defended her indiscriminately. But Feng Gu is different from ordinary people, he is Feng Jun, and he can't be as willful as a child.

He is carrying the responsibility of the Phoenix Clan!

The group of people...... He knew who she was referring to.

Feng Jiu reluctantly smiled and shook his head, "Wei'er, you'll be fine." ”

After speaking, as if he had explained the last thing, he exhausted all his strength and fell on the soft couch. Even his shirt didn't have the strength to fade, so he closed his eyes so heavily.

He was really, really, tired.

Under the red candle that went out, his shadow was printed on the **** wall, which was very wide and calm. And his eyes were tightly closed, as if there was some pain.

Qing Wei was so pressed by him and wanted to move, but when he touched his shoulder, his hand was stained with blood.

“……”

At that moment, her heart skipped half a beat.

Her instincts told her that the man in front of her needed to be bandaged.

But...... The phoenix dove was very disgusted by others touching his own body.

If you are misunderstood or something, how can you not justify it?

- But they both slept in the same bed, what could be more difficult to explain?

After thinking about it, she finally bit her lower lip and slowly, slowly faded his coat. He didn't really wear much, and his skin was as smooth as jade with the soft texture of the fabric.

If he insists on comparing the moon phase, he is afraid that the moon will be inferior to his skin by three points.

Under the pale yellow candle flame, his complexion was a little white,

Even so white that there is no blood......

She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to press his shoulders with her fingertips.

The moment your fingertips touch your skin, it's cold, but it's so comfortable that you can't help but stroke it a few more times. But this kind of comfort is different from the softness of a woman, under the smooth skin, it is a muscle that seems to be weak but is actually strong.

"Uh...... Hmmm......"

The sudden sound almost scared Qing Wei, and her heart was beating out of her heart. only to find out that the phoenix dove was just babbling.