Such an empathetic balance made Sang Yu's guilt reach the extreme.

She called the palace people and told them to take care of Cangheng for a long time, and then took the guards and chased them in the direction that 38 said.

After she left, the gentleness in Cangheng's eyes disappeared, replaced by extreme coldness.

She cares so much about Mu Huai!

Even he vomited blood and couldn't keep her.

Although she didn't know why she knew that something had happened to Mu Huai.

But right now, his lips hooked slightly, and he said to the palace man who came forward to take him to rest: "I don't worry about Your Majesty, you are waiting here, I will go to her." ”

The palace people couldn't help but sigh a little when they saw that he was so worried about Sang Yu.

It seems that he really likes His Majesty.

When Sang Yu found Mu Huai, he was already covered in bruises, his breath was dying and he was dying, and he was about to die.

There were also several masters around him, who wanted to kill him.

"Stop!" Sang Yu held them back.

Several people seemed to be people from the rivers and lakes, and they came specifically to hunt down Mu Huai, and when they saw her, they were just stunned for a moment, and then they were about to raise their knives again and slash at Mu Huai.

Sang Yu asked the guards to step forward, making sure to rescue Mu Huai.

When those people in the rivers and lakes saw the guards, they knew Sang Yu's identity, and they didn't want to cause big trouble, so they hurriedly withdrew.

Sang Yu hurriedly ran over and picked up Mu Huai on the ground.

At this time, Mu Huai, like a poor wolf cub, leaned on her arms softly, his eyelids drooped, if he couldn't still hear his slight breathing, Sang Yu would have thought he was dead.

She held his hand and said softly: "Mu Huai, it's okay, I'll save you." ”

Just like the first time they met, the girl was like a god, and once again saved him from the sea of suffering.

At that moment, Mu Huai completely fell.

Regardless of the wounds on his hands, Sang Yu helped Mu Huai up and put him on his back.

The guards tried to help, but she refused.

It's not that she wants to refuse, it's just that the young man with a blur on his back frowned when he heard it, and he was a little restless on his back.

It wasn't until I heard her refuse that I obediently lay on my back and hummed.

"Yuyu, it hurts so much......"

Blood ran down his clothes and wet Sang Yu's back, and the warm feeling made Sang Yu feel distressed.

"It's okay, it won't hurt soon."

"No, it still hurts......"

The boy's eyes were red, and he looked pitiful.

"I'm trying to figure it out." Sang Yu was distressed.

But how can he keep it from hurting?

"I have a way to stop the pain." The young man on his back said suddenly.

Sang Yu hurriedly looked sideways to listen, and the next moment, his cheeks softened, and the young man's warm lips fell on it.

Sang Yu froze.

The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tails of his eyes were dyed with a thin layer of red, and he whispered: "It really doesn't hurt." ”

His lips hadn't left her face yet.

The air was slightly quiet, and the skin of the two people touching each other turned from slightly cool to hot.

Obviously it was just a dragonfly kiss, but Sang Yu felt that her whole body was soft, and her breathing was chaotic.

She pursed her lips, not looking at the young man's shockingly black eyes, the hand holding his leg was slightly raised, and she said in a dumb voice: "Hold on." ”

The boy wrapped his arms around her neck, his thin lips curled up slightly as his gaze touched the tips of her pink ears.

Immediately afterward, he kissed the side of her cheek again.

This time, his kiss almost landed on her lips.

This is what Cangheng saw when he arrived.

The man who was supposed to die kissed him, the corners of his eyes were crimson.

The picture in front of him deeply pierced his eyes, and the hands hanging on both sides were unconsciously clenched, staring at the young man on Sang Yu's back like a torch.

He's, damn it!

(End of chapter)