I just felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, my ears were buzzing, Dongfang's angry voice became very far away, and I couldn't even hear what he said to me clearly.The survival instinct made me struggle violently. I opened my mouth wide like a dehydrated fish, but I could only make a hissing sound.

It was getting dark before my eyes, and I didn't have the strength to move any more, my struggling limbs softened, and it was like a taut thread in my mind, if it was pulled to the limit, if I tried harder, it would break.

Just when I thought I was going to die, Dongfang's fingers inadvertently touched the scar on my neck. Because of my frivolity, he stabbed my throat with an embroidery needle, but let me go inexplicably.

I don't know what he recalled, his hand that grabbed me suddenly trembled, and then let go suddenly.

I lost my support all of a sudden, fell down and sat down, covering my burning throat with a heart-piercing cough. The clear air saved my life, but I still felt blackness before my eyes, and I couldn't even stand up.I shed a lot of cold sweat, and a lot of it flowed into my eyes. The salty sweat stimulated my tears, which made me look very embarrassed.

Dongfang stood there looking down at me. I knelt on the ground, tried to stand up several times, but fell down again. Finally, I gave up and knelt on the ground gasping for breath. When I regained a little strength, I reached out and grabbed the edge of his robe. hem.

He watched me hold his hand tightly, because of too much force, the veins on the back of the hand were stretched out, jumping and jumping.Regret flashed across his face, he hesitated for a while, bent down and put his hand under my arm, trying to pull me up.

But he also seemed to have exhausted his strength, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't use his strength, but he was dragged by me and fell to the ground.

It was too cold on the ground, so I quickly took him to my side and let him sit on my lap.I looked at his pale face, with a bit of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. I opened my mouth to speak, but I could only make dry syllables.I swallowed hard, and reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth. Blood was stained on my fingertips, and my heart throbbed in pain.

The backlash started, and he was so well disguised that I didn't notice it.

I looked at his face that was still struggling, and said hoarsely, "In the afternoon, you followed me secretly, didn't you?"

His face froze for a moment, and he turned his head away unnaturally.

I said, "I don't like her."

He didn't speak.

I leaned over to hug him, and sighed: "In this life, I won't like anyone except you, and I won't marry anyone. I have already decided that I will live for you in this life, and for you. You die, I have already planned so."

The person in his arms trembled and looked back at me with perplexed eyes.I hug him tighter, I know he won't understand now that I mean what I said, but I still want to tell him this, because I know his heart is uneasy, my love for him has gone through life and death However, he didn’t know anything about it. Since the palace, he built a high wall in his heart to prevent anyone from entering, but he also locked himself in it. For so many years, every step he took, no matter how hard it was, he was alone one person.

He is very lonely, I know he often can not sleep, the night is so deep and so long, he is always alone, open his eyes until dawn.So I was sure that he couldn't refuse me, that he would accept me half-heartedly, I thought, I did lure him on purpose and climbed into his bed, and what he scolded me was actually right, I plotted against him.

But he still tried to accept me, as evidenced by the stealthy kiss last night that was as light as if it didn't exist.Dongfang is like a person who has fallen into a deeper and deeper quagmire. I am the only straw he can rely on, but the way I chatted and laughed with Ms. Xu all afternoon is undoubtedly like two nails, piercing into his eyes .

I know him better than anyone, and I don't blame him.

When I regained my strength a little, I hugged him up.Dongfang didn't struggle at all. He leaned on my shoulder without saying a word, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from showing a painful expression.He didn't know that I already knew his secrets well, but now I can only pretend that I don't know anything.

I gently put him on the bed, I lit up all the charcoal pots and stoves, and the whole room made me sweat profusely, but Dongfang curled up with his back to me, still shivering from the cold, he was already trying his best to restrain himself.

I lifted the quilt and lay down too, and hugged him tightly from behind. I was so hot that he turned over unbearably, and hugged me back tightly.I gently stroked his cheeks, neck, and back, and then turned all my internal energy into heat, and injected it into his blood bit by bit.

He seemed startled and looked up at me.I didn't say anything, just bowed my head and kissed him.

"you……"

"Is it still cold? It's been cold in spring recently, you don't wear much, I'm afraid you've caught a cold." I reached out to touch his forehead, and attributed all his abnormalities and pains to the changeable weather.

He stared at me for a long time, then stretched out his hand to touch my pulse door, there was no true energy flowing inside, it was empty.I can't hide my martial arts from him, and he didn't stop me. He probably knows that my aptitude is mediocre, and no matter how diligent I am, it will be futile.

My little bit of kung fu has only been practiced for a few months, and I don't have much internal energy. Now it has all been infused into his body. The hard work of the past few months has come to nothing, and I have to start all over again.

Dongfang naturally knows that people in the Jianghu are most concerned about their own martial arts. If I do this, it is tantamount to killing myself with a sword. He stared at me for a long time, and said in a low voice: "I just feel a little uncomfortable, you don't have to do this... "

"It's nothing," I shook my head, and wrapped him tightly in a thick, soft quilt. He stopped talking, and leaned obediently in my arms, as if he was warming with a lukewarm fire.

I like his appearance very much. He is usually good, but he is always a little too cold.I pressed against his forehead affectionately, he closed his eyes, his face was pale, and his breathing was a little short.I know he still feels uncomfortable. In the previous life, I asked him what it felt like to be a backlash. He thought for a while and said to me: "It's like having thousands of needles pierce your bones one by one."

When I think about it, my heart hurts a little.

After a long time, the person in his arms suddenly said hoarsely, "Yang Lianting..."

I quickly lowered my head: "Huh? What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Are you still cold?"

He shook his head and stopped talking, and buried his face on my shoulder, as if he was a little embarrassed.But I got anxious in my heart, and got up suddenly to get out of bed: "Is it too cold? I'm going to move the large oven for baking cakes in the kitchen!"

Dongfang held me back, a little helpless: "Do you want to roast us all?"

I looked at his face carefully. Although he was still pale, he seemed to be in better spirits, so I relaxed a little, hugged him again, and used myself as an oven to keep him warm. It works, at least Dongfang's body is much better than in his previous life, and he will make persistent efforts in the future.

After snuggling like this for a while, Dongfang called me again in a low voice: "Yang Lianting..."

I rolled him with two or three blankets like a huge spring roll, only his furry head was exposed, and I held him in my arms. I looked down at him, and when I heard him call my name so softly, my heart immediately collapsed. piece.

"Huh?" I kissed his lips, "I'm here."

He lowered his eyes: "...you really...don't like that woman?"

I shook my head without hesitation: "I don't like it."

"You don't like women anymore?"

"I don't like it anymore."

"Really?"

"real."

"swear?"

"Swear." I held up three fingers, and swear a series of venomous oaths.

"Humph."

He seemed satisfied, he rubbed his hands in my arms, wrapped his arms around my back, and closed his eyes in peace.

Amused in my heart, I patted him on the back to lull him to sleep.I never thought he was so jealous before.

But after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and I was also drowsy, but I was startled by him: "What's wrong?"

He pursed his lips, took a hand out of the spring roll with great difficulty, and touched the bruised and purple pinch mark on my neck: "...does it still hurt?"

I didn't feel pain at first, but when I saw him like this, I immediately frowned and took a deep breath.

His hands trembled, and he quickly retracted, with more guilt in his eyes, and he was about to struggle to get out of bed: "I'll get you the medicine—"

I hurriedly held him down: "Don't, don't, don't move, what will you do if you catch a cold again!"

"Then what should I do?" He was a little helpless.

I have always taken advantage of it, and if I don't have it, I have to find some advantage to take advantage of it, so I smiled and kissed him on the face: "I won't hurt if you kiss me, the master."

He was stunned.

I got an inch, leaned over to kiss his red ear, and blew in his ear: "Master, kiss me, kiss once, okay? You kiss me once, I kiss you twice, you kiss me again, I will Just kiss you four times, what a bargain."

Dongfang came back and glared at me angrily: "It's not me who suffers!"

The tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, and he stared like flirtatiously. It made my heart feel hot, and I couldn't help but hugged him in my arms, pressed the back of his head and kissed him.

"Yang... Lianting... um..."

When I let go, the lord leader who became so angry almost gave me a silver needle to serve me, I smiled and surrendered: "The little man knows his mistake, don't be angry, leader, I promise you won't move anymore, you are not feeling well, let's take a rest first OK?"

Dongfang gave me another hard look before retracting into the quilt.

I was hugged and hugged, Dongfang was indeed tired, even though he was uncomfortable, he fell asleep very quickly.It was just getting dark outside, and the pale moon hung on the treetops, passing through the window slightly, and the light in the room seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost.

I blew out the lamp, and listened to Dongfang's slowly becoming long breath, but I didn't feel sleepy. I stared blankly at the bed curtain embroidered with cloud patterns for a while. I turned my head and looked at the increasingly dark sky until The moonlight was also obscured by wandering clouds.

I don't know how long I waited, and suddenly there was a commotion outside like a frying pan.

"Master! Master! It's not good! Something happened to the saint!"

The Twelve Guards of Ye Xiao, who were guarding in the dark, knelt outside the door, their voices rarely flustered.

"Master! The holy lady is poisoned! Her life is in danger!"

A smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and my long-hanging heart finally fell.

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