132 Memory?

When Xin Yi and the others walked away, Li Zhao arched from the quilt, poked his head out, glared at Song Wuxian and said, "You go out too!"

Song Wuxuan turned a deaf ear, and carefully carried Li Zhao to the bathtub.

The water in the bucket swayed in circles, and the pungent smell lingered between the snorts.

"I'll do it myself. Li Zhao held his breath and fluttered a few times.

"Sister be good, don't make trouble. Song Wuxian, on the contrary, coaxed her helplessly like a child.

The water temperature is just right, but the taste is really a little flattering.

After testing the temperature of the water, Song Wuxian stepped on the pedal on the side with one foot, she spread out the cup wrapped around Li Zhao with one hand, and helped her steady with the other hand and put her into the bathtub.

Li Zhao snapped and sat down on a small stool in the bathtub.

"Where do you want to go in the future, Sister?" Song Wuxuan put one hand on the edge of the bathtub, and the other hand strolled around in the turbid medicinal soup, "Actually, you don't have to continue to follow the people of the Daguang Dart Bureau, they are not safe around them." ”

What she said seemed to mean deeply.

"Why do you say that?" Li Zhao asked with a low hiss, frowning.

The pain was more intense than the first day, and she felt the skin on her back crack a little, and something was about to come out.

"It hurts......" Li Zhao suddenly clenched his loose hand in the water.

The clasped hands convey not only the warm and sticky touch, but also the constant trembling.

"The things they escort are extremely risky, and King Anyang doesn't know it, once he knows, it's not just a small fight now. Song Wuxiao looked at Li Zhao softly, one of her hands was strangled by Li Zhao, and the other hand was caressing Li Zhao's back.

The white underwear was stained with the medicinal soup.

But as soon as the underwear was soaked, it stuck to the flesh, and you could vaguely see that-

Song Wuxiao's voice disappeared, she frowned at Li Zhao's back, and asked with some hesitation, "Sister, what is on your back?"

Li Zhao could still hear her question.

At this moment, the surging pain like a tide washed away Li Zhao's senses, and she wailed, leaned forward, and fell into the medicinal soup.

"Sister!" Song Wuxuan hurriedly leaned over to get people.

Even if she was unconscious, Li Zhao was still convulsing in pain, but because she had to soak for half an hour, even if she was so distressed that she couldn't move Li Zhao out.

"Xiaozhao, don't blame your mother, your mother just doesn't want you to die. The woman's cold voice echoed in Li Zhao's ears, this voice was so familiar, but it was a nickname that Li Zhao had never heard her shout.

Mother?

Didn't you say you weren't her mother?

Li Zhao wanted to open her eyes and ask, but she felt as if she was sinking in a thick ink, and when she opened her eyes, there was only boundless darkness in front of her, and gradually even her breathing was about to be blocked.

Why do you dream of the same people every time?

Is it because this is my memory, or is it because this is a scene that I have seen with my own eyes?

She didn't know, and she had no way of knowing. The only thing she clearly felt was that the scenes were very real and related to her own perception in the moment.

Just when the thick ink gradually dissipated, and Li Zhao thought that she was going to see the scene of the interaction between the girl and the woman again, she opened her eyes-

"Sister, are you better?" it was Song Wuxuan who was wiping her sweat.

"I've fainted again?" Li Zhao said, his voice hoarse as if he had changed.

Song Wuxuan hummed and helped her to sit up.

"But it shouldn't just be a matter of medicine, Sister, you didn't eat all day yesterday, and you were physically exhausted and easily dizzy. With that, Song Wuxian turned around and went to the table and brought a bowl of hot porridge over, "You should eat something somewhat, your body is your own." ”

Speak normally and peacefully, not at all in a loose and unharmed manner.

The porridge is not hot, one bite into the throat, the white porridge is mixed with shredded meat, the saltiness is moderate, and it is very delicious. Li Zhao felt that his stomach was twisting, probably because he had been really hungry for too long.

"Sister, Chang Yunfeng took Li Qingyue to take refuge in Fan Yusheng, and they have already started to look for the Nine Dragons Orb. Song Wuxian scooped the porridge spoonful by spoonful and sent it to Li Zhao's mouth.

This was the first time she took the initiative to tell Li Zhao about the situation outside.

"Chang Yunfeng is just a low-end sect, and it is normal to rely on Fan Yusheng, the self-reliant King of Hongzhou, to get a piece of the Li family's treasure. She was a little disdainful, in her opinion, there were only a few sects on the rivers and lakes, Chang Yunfeng, forget it.

"What about you, you also want to find the Nine Dragons Orb, right?" Li Zhao swallowed what was in his mouth, turned back and avoided it, and didn't take the next bite.

Hearing this, Song Wuxuan tilted his head and smiled, and said, "Sister is just Sister in my heart, and it has nothing to do with other things." ”

Her hand clutched the spoon and held it still.

"What if I say I'm not Li Chengyi's daughter?" Li Zhao still leaned over and swallowed this mouthful, if his stomach was hungry and he had stomach problems, he would be miserable in this era.

"Sister said no, no. Song smiled indifferently and scooped another spoonful over.

"When I say no, others don't necessarily believe me. Li Zhao swallowed the porridge with his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his stomach, but it still hurt so much.

"They don't dare to believe it or not, and whoever does it to you first, others will swarm up and eat it up. Now there are two fools, Chang Yunfeng and Li Qingyue, who attract everyone's attention, it's good, Sister Ah is quite safe now. Song Wuxian stopped his hand, his eyes fell on Li Zhao's hand, and he frowned and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Li Zhao nodded and leaned back, "If you don't eat it, you're probably hungry, and you can't eat too much at one time." ”

"Then don't eat it, rest for a while. Song Wuxuan also relied on her, and got up to put the bowl.

"Loose and sound. Li Zhao suddenly called her.

Song Wuxian stood at the table and turned around, "Huh?"

"You've done enough for me, enough to repay me for saving you, and you won't have to pay anything more in the future. Li Zhao suddenly said very formally and seriously.

"Sister thinks I just want to repay your life-saving grace?" Song Wuxian smiled brightly, and walked back while straightening his sleeves.

Li Zhao closed his eyes and knew that he couldn't tell her.

Seeing her close her eyes, Song Wuxian sat on the edge of the bed and pinched a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth.

It was just as the sun was shining outside, and a bouquet of flowers was loose on the windowsill, attracting three or two butterflies to fly over.

Flutter flutter.

"Sister, look, the flowers I picked for you attracted butterflies. Song Wuxuan tugged at Li Zhao's sleeve and whispered.

Li Zhao opened his eyes, facing the white flowers that were shining brightly in the sun, and the butterfly may have smelled the flowers on Li Zhao's sideburns, fluttered its wings and flew over.

At this moment, the boredom in her eyes suddenly dissipated.