All the way from daytime to night.

Ji Xuanling woke up in the middle of the night.

Her eyelashes twitched, and her fingers trembled.

This subtle action immediately alarmed Lin Yisheng.

"Awake?"

Ji Xuanling slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Lin Yisheng without any waves.

"Hmm. ”

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Lin Yisheng looked at Ji Xuanling with a distressed face, his heart hurt very much.

"It's fine. ”

"What do you mean it's okay? You have so many wounds on your body, do you know how much medicine you used and how long you bandaged them?"

Lin Yisheng couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and became a little excited.

"It's the same as when you tortured me, and in short, I can't die. ”

Ji Xuanling's words were like a knife, stabbing into Lin Yisheng's heart, stirring repeatedly, stabbing his heart and flesh blurred.

"Xiao Ling'er, you're angry with me. ”

"Nope. ”

"It's me who didn't protect you. ”

"It's all the same, it's protected today, and tomorrow it's going to be knifed. ”

Lin Yisheng was stunned for a moment, he suddenly remembered what he said in front of Nanping today.

"Don't be angry, I'm just telling my aunt. ”

"Isn't that what you intended?"

Lin Yisheng's face turned pale, he really planned to do so.

Bring Ji Xuanling back and let her take a crucial step for him at the right time and clear the obstacles in front of him.

She is just a demon of contract, just a tool for him to take away power and the country.

It's just that this tool has a flowery appearance, and it is just used to warm the bed by the way.

He has always thought this way, never changed, and often reminded himself not to forget this original intention.

But now that he is questioned by Ji Xuanling, Lin Yisheng is a little afraid to admit it.

"Ling'er, you're seriously injured, rest well, don't think about those things, okay?"

"Won't you come if you don't want to?"

"Ling'er, don't make trouble, sleep first, recuperate first!"

"Will you send it to poke the knife after you raise it?"

"Ling'er! Enough, don't say any more!"

"I don't think you're as good as your aunt, she killed me outright. ”

"Ling'er, don't say that. ”

Lin Yisheng was a little flustered, and he didn't know if he was poked in the heart by Ji Xuanling, or if he didn't want to admit these things.

He didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to think about it, he didn't want Ji Xuanling to be like this.

He struggled and suffered, distressed and hesitant, he had never been affected like this.

"Lin Yisheng, give me a good time. Nian has served you so many times in my bed, don't poke me one by one, just kill me. ”

"Enough!

Lin Yisheng roared excitedly, anger, pain, and struggle were all vividly displayed on his face.

"Lin Yisheng, you are the real murderer without blinking, you are more ruthless than your aunt. Saved me, just to poke me with a knife again. ”

"I..." Lin Yisheng's voice was a little hoarse.

"Lin Yisheng, you treat me like this, you will regret it. ”

Ji Xuanling's words fell, and hot tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"Ling'er, don't cry, don't look at me like this. ”

Lin Yisheng stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ji Xuanling's eyes, and his fingers also covered Ji Xuanling's eyes.

He didn't want to see it, he didn't dare to look at it, he was afraid...

Lin Yisheng's heart was trembling.

"I don't want to be with you anymore, let me go, it's okay to die. ”