I still remember the king's heart

Nie Fei searched all the medicine shops in the city, either they were closed or the medicinal materials had been confiscated long ago. Seeing the moon was sinking, she gritted her teeth and went to the gate of the city.

"Have you heard, it is said that the generals of King Laiqin's army were killed by cutting off their throats, that's why they were defeated?"

"We have to be careful, we might be caught at any time—" The night watchman wiped his neck with lingering fear.

Nie Fei was sticking to the base of the wall. Hearing this, he couldn't help being excited. In the world, there are a few people who can take the head of an enemy general among thousands of troops. The host must still be alive!

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, she flashed out from the shadows, tapped her toes lightly on the city wall, and silently wiped the neck of the night watchman on the wall.

Dodging several waves of patrolling soldiers, Nie Fei flipped down the city wall neatly. No matter how cautious he was, he would inevitably startle the defenders when he landed.

In an instant, the flames flickered, and cold arrows swished from the arrow tower in the dark night. Nie Fei didn't notice for a while, and was hit by several arrows, but luckily none of them were critical. , flew up, and left in the dust.

Thirty miles outside the city was Rongyou's camp. Nie Fei rode her horse and galloped all the way, her eyes darkened. She gritted her teeth to wake herself up, and continued on her way.

As soon as she landed, countless shining swords were aimed at her.

"who?!"

Su Ming leaned against the treetops and dozed off, and when he closed his eyes, all he could see in his mind was the shadow of that person, with white clothes and black hair, a sweet smile, and beautiful eyes.

She sighed slightly, opened her eyes and hugged Hanguang in her arms, if I can find you, I will never let you go again.

The lights in the tent were suddenly brightly lit, she looked back, her face became solemn for a moment, she jumped from the treetops, and went straight to the camp.

"Let her go!" With a cold shout, Su Ming flew over, his eyes cold and murderous.

All the soldiers were stunned, the sword on Nie Fei's neck did not dare to move rashly for a moment, Su Ming walked over and helped him up from the ground.

"Is Sang Yu with you?!"

He has always been a deserted person, but there is obvious excitement in his eyes.

Nie Fei nodded, and his eyes were red, "She is infected with the plague, and the city is short of medicine. If it takes too long..."

Rong You opened the curtain and came out, "Have you found someone?"

Su Ming nodded, and the joy in her heart was extinguished by the news that she was infected with the plague, "Is there any medicinal material here, Your Highness?"

"Yes." He frowned, "Come on, call the military doctor."

There are not a few people in Rong You's army who are infected with the epidemic. Su Ming nodded to him when he was able to get the medicine at such a time, "Thank you."

"Where's Mr. Lin?"

"Already left Beijing"

Su Ming frowned, "I'll go find him first, you go back with the medicine, and you must wait until I come back"

"Lord, let me go find Mr. Lin." Nie Fei paused and said, "She misses you very much, and you are also a kind of support for her."

Rong You looked at them with mixed emotions in his heart, no one knew better than him the happiness lost and regained, and no one understood the pain of loss better than him.

His Aman, the one who makes people grow old with a smile, will never come back.

Sang Yu was so burned that she was unconscious and unconscious. Even the doctor wore a veil and covered her from head to toe when taking her pulse, so she didn't dare to have any close contact.

But Suming went straight past the medicine bowl in Huanhua's hand, sat on the edge of the bed and helped her up, let her lean in his arms, and slowly fed her the medicine.

Huanhua felt a little uncomfortable. It turned out that she had been refusing to leave just to wait for someone. Now that someone waited, she had nothing to do with her. She was deprived of her only right to serve others.

"Ahem..." Sang Yu coughed a few times, and the medicine was choked out again, so she had no choice but to wipe off the stains on her lips with a handkerchief.

If you can't drink the medicine, how can the disease be cured.

"It's better to let the slaves come"

Su Ming glanced at her coldly, "No need"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the medicine bowl and took a sip in his mouth, slowly covering her lips with the utmost gentleness.

Huanhua blushed a little, unable to hide her disappointment, turned and closed the door and left.

Sangyu was so hot that she was in a daze, her head was a mess, it seemed that people were coming and going in the room all the time, all kinds of voices filled her eardrums, she couldn't hear clearly, she wanted to open her eyes but couldn't open them, the past was in her mind Frames passed by, and soon fell asleep again.

It's just that he slept extremely unsteadily, his brows were frowned, a thin layer of sweat broke out all over his body, and his face was pale.

"Old Lin, the fever has subsided, why are you still awake?"

"She was poisoned twice, her body was weak, her illness came like a mountain, and her illness went away like a silk thread. If she wants to recover completely, she needs to be taken care of."

Su Ming nodded, and wiped the thin sweat from her forehead, "You Lao Lin is getting old"

Even after seven days and seven nights of caring for her in undressed clothes, her old life could not hide her haggardness, the corners of her mouth were peeled, and the circles under her eyes were black and blue.

"When she wakes up and you fall ill again, you have to torture my old bones to death"

The implication was to urge her to rest, Su Ming shook his head, "I'm a martial artist, it's fine."

If he doesn't know, she also has injuries on her body!

Lin Lao snorted coldly, but finally said nothing, picked up the medicine box and walked out of the room angrily.

"Lord, the hot water is ready"

Su Ming nodded, "Let it go"

Sang Yu didn't sleep soundly, her whole body seemed to be stuck in a deep swamp, weak and exhausted.

After Nie Fei left, Su Ming reached out to untie her clothes. The snow-white clothes were peeled off layer by layer, and the coolness soaked into the skin.

Sang Yu frowned slightly, as if she had sensed it, she stretched out her hand to cover it, and tears flowed down the corner of her eyes, "No...don't..."

When her fate was delayed, was she also so lovely and pitiful that night, weeping under Ning Yuan's body helplessly?

The pain grabbed her heart, Su Ming bent down and held her hand that was scratching around, and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid...it's me...I'm back..."

In a trance, it seemed to hear Su Ming's voice, and the hands holding her were warm and cool, only she could have it.

Sang Yu felt at ease all of a sudden, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, she choked up, her voice was still hoarse, "Destiny...don't go...don't leave..."

Su Ming picked her up and wiped her tears, tenderness flashed in his eyes, "If you don't go, I won't go anywhere"

I will guard you.

Sang Yu then fell into a deep sleep again, her fingers tightly hooked on the skirt of her chest, and Su Ming gently put her into the bathtub, then untied her clothes and walked in.

The layers of tiredness on her body were dispelled by the hot water for a bit, and the skirt that was hooked in her hand disappeared again. Sang Yu frowned and searched for it instinctively, but she felt a soft, soft and delicate hand, and pinched it again. pinch.

Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, his pale face was probably a little cherry-colored due to the steaming heat.

She pursed her lips and held Sang Yu's hand from under the water, and pulled him into her arms. The two of them were entwined with black hair, which seemed to be a bit of beauty.

I thought that if I hugged her, I would be safe, but I didn't expect Sang Yu to rub against her neck, and the warm breath caused a strange numbness on the side of her neck, and her flat belly was tightly pressed against her waist , further down...

Su Ming took a deep breath, separated the distance between the two with his elbows, picked up a handful of water and poured it on her shoulders, the water droplets slid down the collarbone along the slender neck and onto her chest, which was as clear as snow.

The plain hand caressed her fragile skin to bathe her, the fingertips felt soft and delicate, Su Ming was a little fascinated, when it slid to her chest, there was a slight pause, and then covered.

Anyway, she also touched hers, so it's not too much for her to touch it back.

Sang Yu frowned slightly, her body seemed to be a little uncomfortable besides being tired, she pursed her lips and there were tears at the corners of her eyes, and rubbed against her arms, the two of them were skin-to-skin, intimate.

Her lips fell on his cheeks, and she could touch them by turning her face slightly. It seemed that the water in the bucket was boiling hot, and Su Ming's mouth was a little dry.

"Destiny..." Sang Yu seemed to be sighing softly, and it was also like a whisper between lovers. At such an ambiguous moment, it was like a tactful whisper that fascinated people.

Su Ming lowered his head and held her lips, soft and soft, and wrapped her slender waist in plain hands, pushing her against the edge of the tub, so that someone had no strength to struggle.

Her body seemed to be floating on the clouds and she couldn't exert herself, so she had no choice but to tightly clung to the neck of the person in front of her, sinking with her hands.

"Hmm..." Seeming to be out of breath, Sang Yu turned her head slightly, and then Su Ming's lips pressed against her again, forcing her to have nowhere to escape.

Sang Yu frowned tightly, her plain hands slipped from her neck to her shoulders, pushed her slightly outward, Su Ming pursed her lips, a little unhappy, she was thinking of this man, but she wanted to refuse to return it.

Really hateful.

Wrapped around her waist with one hand, slowly slid down, sticking to the flat belly, until the bottom of the deep valley, the whole palm covered it.

Sang Yu trembled all over, her limbs became weaker, and she fell limply in her arms. She wanted to open her eyes and her eyelids seemed to be heavy, and she was in a haze. She wanted to speak, but when she opened her mouth, she whispered ambiguously.

"Hmm... Suming..." Her eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and her long eyelashes were steamed. This ambiguous sex was like the most seductive tune in the world, and Suming's stomach felt hot, and there was only one thought in her mind.

If you want her, it belongs to you completely, and no one can take her away.

With a thought in her mind, she poked her fingertips in, and Sang Yu tensed up, and the hand around her waist trembled slightly.

Su Ming was stunned, her fingertips clearly touched the fragile diaphragm, the person in her arms seemed to be nervous, she paused and then withdrew her hand, so the strings started to move, and she withdrew to wander in the sea of ​​flowers, lightly grasping and slowly twisting Wipe and pick again, and play a song called Fengyue, entering a situation that can no longer be solved.

Su Ming's hand is dancing with a murderous sword, but at this moment, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is blowing out. Sang Yu follows her up and down with her, and only her clear spring can quench the thirst in her heart.

When the love is strong, the sound of rain outside the window gradually fades away, and when the song reaches a sudden, Sang Yu blooms the ultimate beauty in her palm, her eyes are half-opened and half-closed, her eyelashes are stained with water vapor, she leans on her shoulder and gasps softly, her limbs are so weak that she can't even stand. Waddled.

Su Ming had no choice but to hold her waist tightly and kiss her slowly. When everything was calm, Sang Yu seemed extremely tired, and closed her half-opened eyes again.

She carried her out of the tub, fearing that she would catch a cold, she quickly dried her and stuffed her into the bed, and then took a clean veil to wipe her hair. By the time everything was tidied up, the moon was sinking.

There was another thin layer of sweat on his body, Su Ming hastily wiped it off, and then he got on the couch and hugged her into his arms. He was no longer a frivolous young man, but he almost killed her, and it was when she was sick.

Su Ming extinguished the candle with a flick of his finger, and there was a trace of empathy on his face in the darkness.

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