Because when she first woke up, Chi Yaoyao gave her a pulse.

The results obtained are no different from those of normal people.

Maybe because of this, Xie Yihuai realized something, and his reaction seemed to be very flat.

Although Chi Yaoyao's medical skills are not as good as those of divine doctors, they are better than ordinary doctors.

But she couldn't diagnose Chu Hantang's physical problems no matter what, which is enough to explain something, even if she changes other doctors in the capital, the result will not change in the slightest.

This truth can be understood by anyone.

Xie Yihuai stood quietly in front of the pastry shop.

Although he was much thinner than half a month ago, he was still able to hold Chu Hantang steadily.

As soon as the owner of the pastry seller heard that there was business, he turned around and said, "Okay, you ...... a little bit, guest officer."

The boss was dumbfounded, not knowing what the boy and girl in front of him had just done, their clothes were strewn with bits and pieces or a large patch of blood.

Is this going to kill someone?

Not quite like that.

There was still blood at the corner of the little girl's mouth, as if she had just vomited blood.

If they hadn't been injured, they would have had an incurable disease, but they looked so young that they had suffered such a thing?

The boss suddenly forgot what Xie Yihuai said about the several pastries.

He came back to his senses and stumbled and asked, "This little boy, can you say again what kind of pastry you want, I don't hear clearly." ”

Xie Yihuai said "um", looked at Chu Hantang's favorite pastries, and said it again tirelessly.

The boss didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly bagged it.

Chu Hantang raised his eyelids with difficulty, glanced at the pastry seller who was very fast, and finally looked at Xie Yihuai.

She didn't speak.

As soon as you open your mouth, you feel like it's full of blood.

There was also an urge to keep throwing up.

And it didn't seem to know what to say at the moment, Chu Hantang tried hard to calm his breathing, and then gently leaned his head against his thin chest.

Feeling Chu Hantang's closeness, Xie Ruhuai hugged her fingertips and moved slightly.

The owner of the pastry seller put all the pastries into paper bags and handed them over with both hands, "Little boy, this is the lotus cake, osmanthus cake, and rice cake you want." ”

Xie Yihuai bent the corners of his lower lips, smiled at him, gave the silver, and took the pastry by the way.

The boss shuddered uncontrollably.

Why can this little boy still laugh? The boss was puzzled.

But it's strange to say, if an ordinary person accidentally gets covered in blood, even if he wants to eat pastries again, he should go home first and change his clothes.

This little boy is not.

Not only did he come to buy pastries covered in blood, but he also came over with a little girl who seemed to be dying in his arms, and he couldn't hear the slightest emotional ups and downs when he spoke, which was not like a normal person.

The boss shook his head and watched them leave.

The pastry was very fragrant, and Chu Hantang could smell a sweet smell through the paper bag.

And people nearby looked at them frequently.

As if curious about what was going on.

It is rare to see people with blood in their clothes and bodies walking on the streets of the capital as if no one was around.

The complex gaze they had seen was obvious.

She didn't want to see Xie Yihuai walking down the street like this, and she didn't want others to look at Xie Yihuai with strange eyes.

So Chu Hantang whispered: "Xie Ruhuai, let's go back to the county lord's mansion first, I'm still quite heavy, you hold me, aren't you tired?" ”

Xie Yihuai looked at her with low eyes, and asked instead of answering, "By the way, what else do you want to eat?" ”

Chu Hantang's heart was suffocated, his eyes were slightly red, he buried his head in his chest like a disguise, rubbed it slowly, and didn't care about the slight mess of his hair, but said with a smile: "I, I still want to eat sugar paintings." ”

Xie Yihuai nodded superficially.

He looked up to see where there were candy paintings on the street.

I don't know if it's luck or what, there is a stall not far away that sells sugar paintings, and Xie Yihuai walked with Chu Hantang in his arms.

The candy seller is an old man.

He didn't look at them much, as if he didn't wonder where the blood on their bodies came from, and only asked, "What kind of sugar painting do the little boy and girl want?" ”

Chu Hantang stretched out the little head buried in Xie Yihuai's arms, "I want birds." ”

The old man happily took down a bird's candy painting and handed it over.

She took the sugar paintings, glanced at the various shapes of the sugar paintings, and asked, "Can I make other sugar paintings?" ”

The old man said happily: "Yes, I don't know what sugar painting the little girl wants to do?" ”

Chu Hantang thought for a while, "Can you make a sugar painting with a name written on it?" ”

Hearing this, the old man smiled, thinking that he was going to do something difficult to paint, but he was just writing the name, "Naturally, it is possible, I don't know whose name the little girl wants to write." ”

She smiled lightly.

"Chu Hantang, Xie Yihuai."

Chu Hantang also carefully told the other party which words they were, for fear that he would not pay attention to the writing mistakes.

The old man bowed his head and immediately moved.

Xie Yihuai silently watched as the old man wrote their names in syrup and made a sugar painting.

He didn't react until the candy painting was made.

Chu Hantang wanted to give Xie Yihuai the sugar painting with his name written on it, but then he reacted, he was holding himself, and it was okay to have a free hand for a short time, but it was not okay to hold the sugar painting all the time.

"I'll take this for you first."

She held a sugar painting with "Chu Hantang" written on it in her left hand and a sugar painting with "Xie Ruhuai" written on it in her right hand, and her eyes fell on the sugar painting she held in her right hand.

"It's mine."

Chu Hantang leaned over and sniffed it, sweet.

Xie Yihuai looked at the sugar painting with the name "Chu Hantang", and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm yours." ”

He also asked her if there was anything else she wanted to eat.

In the end, Chu Hantang wanted to go back to the county lord's mansion on the grounds that he didn't like the smell of blood and wanted to wash his face.

Xie Yihuai took her back to the county lord's mansion.

Chu Hantang thought for a while, and asked him to take himself into the back door of the county lord's mansion to avoid pedestrians, and most importantly, to avoid Chi Yaoyao and Bai Yuan.

She hadn't figured out how to tell them about it.

Naturally, the strategy task cannot be said, because Chi Yaoyao was her target of the strategy.

Chu Hantang hadn't figured out how to tell them that this matter was vomiting blood, if it hadn't been for vomiting blood in front of Xie Yihuai today, she would have felt that it would be difficult to say such things to the people close to her.

With Xie Yihuai's skills, it is easy to find them if you don't want to be discovered.

He took Chu Hantang back to the room and brought in a basin of water from outside.

When Xie Yihuai went to get water, she had already changed into a dress, which was the skirt he had bought for her before, this one was an agate red pleated skirt.

Xie Yihuai put the water and sat down in front of her.

Chu Hantang looked up at him, and there were blood marks on the corners of his lips that could not be wiped off by a dry handkerchief.

Blurred blood stains against the growing paleness of the skin.

It's like someone who is about to die.

Xie Yihuai soaked the handkerchief in water, raised his hand, and the wet handkerchief was attached to the corner of her lips, slowly wiping it along the surroundings, and his eyes only fell on her face.

Chu Hantang sat obediently and let him wipe off the blood stains for him.

Despite Xie Qihuai's lightness, he still rubbed her skin reddish, as if the blood was still on it.

His fingertips were still cold, as if he was gently caressing his reddish skin.

The body temperature is combined, as if it can prove that he is still alive.

Chu Hantang motioned to Xie Yihuai to hand over the tooth powder and other things to herself, she wanted to brush her teeth, but the bloody taste in her mouth was really uncomfortable, and she almost wanted to be disgusted.

He watched as she carefully cleaned the blood and the smell of blood from her mouth with tooth powder.

Xie Qihuai called lightly: "Chu Hantang." ”

She brushed her teeth for a moment.

"Huh?"

If it weren't for Chu Hantang's proximity to Xie Yihuai now, I'm afraid he wouldn't have heard this very low-voiced "Chu Hantang".

Xie Qihuai didn't mention the vomiting of blood in the restaurant, and Chu Hantang didn't mention it, just stared at him.

He lowered his eyes and curled his lips and said, "It's nothing, I just want to call you." ”

Chu Hantang's hand holding the willow branch that was brushing his teeth tightened slightly, and then leaned over and hugged Xie Yihuai, his figure was light, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing, I just wanted to hug you."

Hearing Chu Hantang give an answer similar to his own, Xie Qihuai's long eyelashes slowly drooped, and suddenly asked: "The third day of December is my birthday, I want you to accompany me, is it okay?" ”

He seemed to be asking her if she could live until the third day of December, Chu Hantang's fingernails picked at the willow branches.

It was a long time before she said, "Okay." ”

In the original book, Xie Sihuai died on the second night of the first month of December, before he had time to celebrate his twentieth birthday, and he had not yet reached the age of a weak crown.

Chu Hantang slowed down for a while.

The system says ......