"Xin'er, wait for me, Xin'er" He Guang Tongchen struggled to open his eyes, only to feel that the bones in his body were stiff.

"Chenchen, are you awake?" Qing Ge happily shook his hand and asked for warmth, "Do you still feel uncomfortable? Are you still cold? Are you hungry or not? Do you want to drink some porridge to moisten your stomach first?"

Kazuko Tongchen looked around blankly, he was at home, and "Painted Heart" was by his side, but he didn't remember how he came back at all.

After another sense, the red lotus karmic fire in his body did not wait to be suppressed, but was rekindled by something, and the karmic fire spiritual root he wanted to destroy was also intact, it seemed that he had failed!

But he had clearly calculated accurately, it was impossible for him to fail? What went wrong?

"Chenchen, what's wrong with you, what's wrong, is it uncomfortable?" Seeing that Heguang Tongchen's brows were furrowed, Qingge's face was full of worry.

He Guang Tongchen looked at her when he heard the voice, with red clothes and black hair, bright eyes and bright teeth, which was the appearance of his sweetheart, but for some reason, he had no urge to get close to her, nor did he have the joy of seeing her.

I always feel that something is not right!

Sniffing the refreshing incense in the room, his brow furrowed even deeper, "The incense you ordered?"

Qing Ge was stunned for a moment and nodded.

And the light and dust's eyebrows instantly turned cold.

Because of the heart of painting and the early Qing Dynasty, he has always only given them incense to calm their minds and sleep, this kind of refreshing thing, there is no such thing at home, so it can only be matched by the woman in front of him.

But from the point of view of the materials, extremely meticulous, non-medical skills, absolutely not worthy, not to say that the heart of the painting that does not understand pharmacology at all, is the whole city, and no one can match this recipe.

So how could the person in front of him be his painting heart?

"What about Xin'er, what happened to her?" He Guang Tongchen got up suddenly, grabbed Qing Ge's throat, and lost his usual gentlemanly demeanor in anxiety.

"Cough" Qingge was suffocated by her, but he was afraid of being seriously injured and had not healed, so he didn't dare to struggle hard.

Huaxin and Jun Yin were explaining the aftermath, and the two with excellent ears suddenly heard a noise in the room, faintly mixed with the man's low and hoarse cough, and they were all startled.

Huaxin pulled out her legs and ran to the yard, but when she ran to the door but stopped, Jun Yin in the back bumped into her, she stabilized her body, and said in a low voice, "There's a me inside, I won't go in first, you go in and have a look, and tell me about the situation later." ”

After that, he turned around and walked out, but he turned back three times at a time, and reluctantly looked at the closed window.

Before Jun Yin could speak, the window had been opened from the inside, and a plain white figure jumped out of it, coughing and wheezing and running towards her, and uncontrollably took her into his arms, and it was as rare as it was lost.

"Why are you avoiding me?" he whispered in her ear.

Painting's heart was stunned and asked, "How do you know it's me?"

"Because only when you are near," paused, and then he grabbed her hand, pressed it to his heart, and said, "This will jump." ”

Huaxin felt the beating of his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and the more he loved her, the more she was afraid of losing his blessings.

Ten thousand years ago, he fell for her forgetfulness curse, who helped him untie it?

Blood dripped down his back onto her hand around his waist, stroking the sword wound on his back that had cracked due to the intense movements, and she asked softly, "Does it hurt?"