Although this is not the time to make red bean cakes, Nangong Yin has made this request, Xie Shu understands very well that he should not want to feel uncomfortable, and he will go back to the palace to make red bean cakes without saying a word.

Xie Shu's cooking skills are acceptable, red bean cake is a specialty of Jiangnan, and Xie Shu can also make sweet and soft glutinous when he is a monk halfway.

She was about to take the steamed red bean cake to the post station, but at the gate she bumped into a wave of doctors who rushed in.

"You all hurry up for me, the prince vomited blood again, if the prince's old illness recurs, there are three long and two short, you should be careful of your head."

The guard scolded coldly.

Xie Shu's footsteps paused, and her lips pursed a little tighter.

Haematemesis?

Isn't Chu Tongshang injured by fox hunting? Can it be so serious?

Xie Shu suppressed her emotions and was about to leave with the food box.

Gu Suisui's voice came, "Sister Xie, stay." ”

"Something?" Xie Shu lowered her eyes.

Gu Suisui glanced at her up and down, suddenly grabbed Xie Shu's hand, and begged: "The young judge said that Sister Xie's blood can be used in medicine, and the prince's injury has caused old injuries, please Sister Xie cut her blood to save the prince." ”

Hearing this, Xie Shu's brows jumped.

The youth tailor even said this?

"Sister Xie, even if you and the Eighth Prince are in love, but I beg you, you can't die without help, right? You've had a marriage contract. ”

Gu Suisui's face was weak and innocent.

Xie Shu put down the food box, and her voice was straight, "Lead the way." ”

She doesn't have too much emotional exposure, and she doesn't have too much scruple about Gu Suisui's ulterior motives at this time.

Chu Tongshang can't die.

His life is hers.

……

In the main house of Tongxin Courtyard, as soon as you enter, there is a thick smell of blood.

Gu Suisui volunteered to guard outside and pulled everyone back.

Naturally, she didn't want others to know that it was Xie Shu who bled to save Chu Tongshang.

The fewer people who know, the better.

Xie Shu walked in and saw the unconscious man on the bed at a glance, his white underwear open, revealing his lean chest.

A hideous wound burst into view, and the wound was about to flare up again, and the scar that had been healed began to bleed again.

It's still the same clear face, but it's too pale and weak.

Xie Shu pursed her lips and swallowed the sour sensation in her throat, and she slit her wrist with a dagger.

He aimed his wrist at his chapped and pale lips, letting the blood fall in drop by drop.

The pain was very strong, but Xie Shu was not afraid of pain for a long time.

At the beginning, the Holy Hand Rulai asked her if she would like to be his medicine man.

She swore at that time.

He must not die.

If you think about the battle between Jiuning Mountain and Nantang, it must be very tragic.

Otherwise, Chu Tongsheng's chest would not have been left with such a deep wound.

It's been three or four months, and I can still see it.

I don't know how much blood was released, Xie Shu's vision was a little black, her legs were so weak that she could only sit on the edge of the bed, she had no strength to walk, and she could only gently wrap her wrists with a handkerchief.

Lying beside the bed, she raised her hand with some difficulty, and almost fondly painted his pale face.

As if looking at him.

Again, like, I didn't see anything.

With excessive blood loss, Xie Shu fell into a deep sleep, and between half dreaming and half waking up, it seemed that someone gently stroked the top of her hair.

was so gentle as water that it almost drowned Xie Shu in the deep sea.

In her trance.

The man's voice was hoarse and lazy, and his mouth was full of pity.

"Does it hurt, do you hurt...... How can you do this to me? How can you not want me......"

Xie Shu was woken up, and when she opened her eyes, she crashed into a pair of misty eyes.

There was still a sadness on his face that had never been put away, which was very different from the high-spirited King of Chu.

Xie Shu was stunned.

His fingers caressed her face, so gentle and patient, "You really...... Don't want me anymore? ”

"Didn't you like me at all?"

Xie Shu's throat began to tighten, but her eyes were still calm and distant.

At this moment, her heart stopped beating, and she even forgot that his hand was hot.

It was like a fire that would burn her skin.

"Chu ......," she just spoke, "I'm not Gu Suisui. ”

He struggled and took her into his arms, painful and dangerous.

He ignored her, and just kissed her face in distress, from her eyebrows and eyes, to her nose and lips.

He kissed carefully and gently, "Even if you treat me like this, I still like you." ”

"You know what? When I was pierced through the heart by a sword, I was really in pain. ”

"But I can't die, I'm coming back, I'm coming back to see you."

Xie Shu was as silent as a stone, but her nose began to sour.

He has a high fever now, so he is not conscious.

But he kept holding her, refusing to let go, kissing the tip of her nose over and over again.

Finally, his chin rested against her forehead.

He grabbed her hand and smiled brightly, "Don't be sad. ”

"I'll be fine now, I'll give it to you...... Hunting white fox, do you like it? ”

"As long as you like it, it doesn't hurt me to hurt as much as I hurt, as long as you're happy."

Xie Shu's eyes changed, and he was cold.