readx;? Where the hell did Hitomi go?

When you left just now, she was obviously still there, and guards were arranged around, she was a woman, she didn't know martial arts at all, so why couldn't she just leave!?

The curtain lifted the bed curtain, no, behind the screen, no!

What's going on? She was pointed, even if she could rush away by herself, she couldn't just disappear!

"Someone, someone!" shouted the curtain as he sat on the edge of the bed in a frustrated manner. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In an instant, a few people appeared outside the door, all of them were entourages guarding over there, and they entered the door and said, "Lord Wang!"

Mu Zixiao was really angry when he saw them, these people are all masters of his own training for many years, why can't he even look at a woman?

"What about people?" asked Makuko with a cold face.

The two attendants first looked at each other, then looked at the bed in unison, uh, no one!

Only then did the two of them know that they had derelict their duties, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Please punish the prince!"

Seeing that the two of them were so late-sighted, the curtain was even more angry: "Punishment, what is the punishment?

The two entourages are even more terrified, and they have followed the curtain for many years, although this prince usually looks like a big child, giggling and laughing, and there is no prince at all. But the march and battle were decisive and swift, and their generals were always rewarded and punished clearly. This time he really got into a big disaster! Because I've never seen him lose control like this!

But both of them are generals who have been marching and fighting for many years, and this meeting has already grasped the point: "Lord Wang! The two of us have been guarding the door, and no one has come in at all! Even if this Chu girl wakes up and walks out, we can see it!"

Mu Zixiao has already thought of this question, could it be that Mu Youyu has brought Yi Tong?

It's impossible, looking at the way they looked just now, it doesn't look like they knew that Hitomi was indeed here.

Or was it all pretending to be outside the door just now, but in fact, someone had already been sent to take her away!?

The curtain slammed his fist on the table, and suddenly the table legs scattered in all directions.

When did this curtain phantom learn such cunning tricks?

When he looked up and saw two attendants kneeling at the door, he waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay!

The two looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say much, and went down separately.

The curtain sat down dejectedly, maybe he shouldn't have hesitated just now, he really should have taken her away.

Yitong woke up slowly, saw the gray bed curtains, and the first reaction in his brain was that this was not his own room, but he immediately woke up.

Where is this?

She sat up, and heard the old woman say faintly, "Are you awake?"

She turned her head and saw the old woman sitting leisurely at the table, slowly sipping tea, Yitong rubbed her forehead and asked, "Why am I here?"

The old woman didn't answer, but put down the quilt in her hand and said, "Have you figured it out?"

Yitong listened to her words, and her heart tightened suddenly, child! The child is still sick, although the poison is not enough to kill for the time being, but the pain suffered by the child can be seen by himself.

"You only have one condition, let me marry Makuko?" Yitong knew that she needed to save the child, but she didn't want to be toyed with by this old woman.

"Yes!" replied the old woman, confidently.

Yitong got up, slowly walked to the old woman, picked up the teapot on the table, poured herself a cup of tea, put it to her nose and smelled it, and then said slowly: "Mother-in-law, you are unwilling to detoxify the curtain of the ghost, I can understand it! After all, everyone is not related to each other, and it is because I bet with you that you are willing to detoxify him." But I didn't think that children would also be toxic in their bodies. ”

The old woman sat and didn't speak, quietly looking at Yitong to see what tricks she wanted to play.

Yitong took a sip of tea, and then looked at the old woman: "Now, you are willing to help the child detoxify, but your condition is that I and Makuzi are married!"

The old woman still seemed to be an old monk and was silent.

"Why, mother-in-law, why didn't you bet this time? and refused to make any other requests, instead of asking me to marry Makuko?" Hitomi turned around sharply and looked at the old woman fixedly.

The old woman's face changed slightly, but she quickly recovered. But still don't speak.

Yitong was not in a hurry, and continued to get up and said: "Is it bad for him or good for him when I marry Mu Zixiao? Why should the person I marry must be Mu Zixiao? Mother-in-law, you say, who cares most about his marriage?"

The old woman continued to drink tea slowly and did not speak, but Yitong's urgent eyes had a certain playfulness, and she kept staring at her, staring at her uncomfortable, before she spoke: "I don't know!"

Yitong smiled: "If it was before, I would definitely not have thought of it." But I'm a mother now, and I love my children so much! So, I know that in this world, if there is only one person who is good to you with all his heart and lungs, or even desperate to pave all the ways for you, he is worried that you will be hurt and deceived. This person is a mother!"

Yitong turned around again and looked at the old woman carefully, and sure enough, her face changed, and it took a long time to recover.

But the old woman laughed twice and said, "What's the use of what you say, does it have anything to do with detoxification?"

Yitong looked at the old woman and said, "Of course it has a relationship, and it has a lot to do with it! ”

Hitomi bent down and whispered in the old woman's ear, "You say, what will happen if I tell Makukoxiao that he has a mother with both legs disabled?"

The old woman couldn't bear it anymore, and swept away with her palm, and her pupils flashed quickly, but she was still swept by her strong palm wind, and was beaten to the door, and her heart ached.

Yitong couldn't even lift his breath to breathe, but he felt a hot pain in his heart, and couldn't help coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Fight with me! you're still a little tender!" the old woman pushed her wheelchair over and looked at Yitong condescendingly.