Xiu Ye and Emperor X

Chapter 50

Xiubai wakes up from the darkness, with a faint light in front of her eyes, and rings ringing in her ears.

He moves his fingers.

"Zhen Ji, he's awake!"

The clear and crisp voice was startled, and the eardrums were aching. He slowly opened his eyes, and the bright light slanted out. Suddenly, the place where Erha and Lu Bu injured his heart was piercingly painful. People can't breathe.

Ding ding dong dong.

The ring is crisp and melodious, the corner of the green clothes flashed, the girl possessed her body, and her smile was gentle and bright: "You wake up, don't rush and don't move, the wound on your body will crack if you move, and you will suffer at that time." His eyes are like autumn water shining like a star , oval face, delicate and smooth like a bright moon in the nine heavens, with a smile on the corner of his mouth that is as gentle as water, and like a god of water in the water.

Fabulous.

"You..." Xiubai opened her mouth, and uttered a word with difficulty, her throat burning hot.

The girl hurriedly asked someone to bring a glass of water to his mouth.

Open his mouth, warm water, neither hot nor cold, the mouth is moist, relieve the pain of tearing, he drank two glasses of water in a row, and then he said coherently: "Who is the girl? The girl saved me?" He clearly told Ibrahimovic Transferring him away, maybe something went wrong halfway, he tried to call Ibrahimovic, a faint warmth and voice came from his heart immediately, and he felt relieved.

"I'm Zhen Mi, you can call me Zhen Ji."

Zhen Mi?

Luoshen Zhen Mi?

Xiubai was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "Thank you for saving my life, Miss."

"Where is it, I see you fainted by the water but someone carried you back. The one who did it was my family general. I just moved my mouth." The little girl waved her hands again and again, young and young, even her thoughts were good.After she waved her hands, she looked at Xiubai in a daze, and her pretty face blushed: "You...you look so pretty when you smile..."

The little girl herself is good-looking, but she didn't realize it, she actually thinks other people are good-looking.

Xiubai said: "If there is a chance, I will repay the kindness of saving my life."

"Oh, don't talk about that." Zhen Mi got up, a little at a loss, she didn't intend to be repaid by anyone, and she didn't know what to do with the young man's words, her eyes turned, and her eyes were full of water: "Are you hungry? Someone cook porridge for you to eat?"

Speaking of it, he was really hungry, without being pretentious, he nodded: "Your lady."

Smiling again, Zhen Mi blushed and ran away with her head lowered.

He was the only one left in the room, surrounded by high-quality furniture and soft silk brocades under his body. He reached out and touched the cloth wrapped around the wound and brought it to the tip of his nose. When he smelled it, the fragrance was refreshing and it was the best medicine for wounds. The girl wasted a lot of thought, she had a good heart, she smiled whitely, and her eyes were soft. Zhen Ji's fate is absolutely miserable in the history books. The wife's love is deep and affectionate, and the Wu family can't bear children, so she married Zhen Mi again. Can Zhen Mi marry him as Teng's concubine and live a good life?Well, a girl’s family was imprisoned because of her wife’s infertility. After Yuan Xi died, Cao Pi went to Youzhou. Seeing Zhen Ji’s beauty, he took her by force. Mouth dross.

Most of the beauties in the Three Kingdoms are confidante.

There are two Qiaos in Jiangdong, the eldest Qiao is a widow for half of her life, the younger Qiao is miserable for half of her life after Zhou Yu's death, and Zhen Jiqiao in Hebei.

Diao Chan... I don't know if Lu Bu, who has Erha's memory and martial arts skills, will marry her?Lu Bu, who was deeply affectionate in history, originally had a wife, son, concubine and daughter.

Gee.

That's all, he can't control others, the little girl Zhen Ji is kind enough to save him, so he will repay her wholeheartedly so that she will not end up.

Xiubai closed her eyes and began to sink her thoughts.

There is still white light in front of my eyes, like a little bean fire, crumbling, vulnerable to a single blow in the endless chaos.

Ibrahimovic rolled into a ball in the center of the white light, his long tail wrapped his whole body, and his hair was dull and dull.The ball of white light barely landed, Xiubai hugged Ibrahimovic with trembling hands: "Ibrahimovic? Ibrahimovic?"

Ibrahimovic moved his nose and didn't have the strength to open his eyes. He just touched him with the tip of his nose, then lowered his head, and there was no movement.

Xiubai was startled, and quickly stretched out her hand. Fortunately, there was breath, but it was weak.

He put down Ibrahimovic, took out the big fan and started dancing. The pink petals swayed and fell on Ibrahimovic. The large petals shone with vitality. He suddenly flicked his wrist and continued to shake the fan calmly. The following petals became smaller and darker, Xiubai paled and stopped the fan, stretched out his hand to feel Ibrahimovic's breath, the pulse under the fingertips gradually stabilized, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person fell down on the ground as if taking time off .

My heart hurts.

It is true that the soul came in, but the pain in the body was real, and he forcibly used Yunshang's mental skills to connect Ibrahimovic to the Queen Mother one after another.There is a small ball of white light all around, I can't stay here any longer, if something happens to Ibrahimovic, I might not even have a chance of treatment.

The bivelvet bag is still in the space.

He put Ibrahimovic on the bed, checked up and down, inside and out, the green internal force entered along the meridians, the energy in the little beast's body was exhausted and the internal organs declined, only supported by the vitality of the Queen Mother he used.

The tip of the nose is sour.

Where can he use the Queen Mother now?

Even if he tried his best, he could no longer use the Queen Mother's tactic, his body was empty, his meridians were hungry, and his body was aching. He held back Ibrahimovic and smoothed its hair with his hands, once and for all, enduring the pain. Careful and gentle, with a firm gaze, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up. If he can't do it today, he can hang Ibrahimovic's life as long as there is a sliver of internal strength. Most of the energy exhaustion of Ibrahimovic is because of him.

You want to save with your life, can't you want to repay with your life?

Xiubai rubbed it close to her cheek.

Ibrahimovic, you will be fine.

In the evening, Zhen Ji brought food, a bowl of stewed rotten rice porridge, boiled fresh vegetables, salted fish and a piece of roasted meat coated with honey.Smelling the fragrance from a long distance away, Zhen Ji was followed by two girls, laughing and saying, "Are you hungry? I made someone stew millet porridge, do you want to try it?"

Xiubai expressed a trace of gratitude: "Thank you Zhenji."

"Zhen Ji?" Zhen Ji frowned, seeming to be troubled, and sighed lamentingly: "I'll go back and think hard, you should call me Zhen Mi, others call me Zhen Ji is usually tight, but you always feel uncomfortable when you call me Zhen Ji .”

"Why?"

Zhen Mi shook her head: "I don't know either."

When Zhen Mi was young, a Taoist made a fortune telling that this girl would be extremely valuable in the future. Since then, the name of Zhen Ji has been resounding throughout Youzhou. Her father was originally Shang Cai Ling, who died later. The family has a big business and accumulated wealth, and their lives are comfortable. However, without the people in power, the Zhen family has become an ordinary family. If the superiors raise their knives, they can only let them be slaughtered.

"Then I'll call you Zhen Mi."

Xiubai is good-hearted, and Zhen Mi is a pretty girl with a pure mind. If she was born in the Tang Dynasty, she would have been accepted by Qixiu.

The girl behind Zhen Mi frowned, opened her mouth, but dared not speak.

Zhen Mi is kind-hearted, but she is not a master who allows others to make irresponsible remarks. Besides, the defense between men and women during the Three Kingdoms period was not so serious.

Drink a mouthful of porridge and eat a mouthful of vegetables. The green vegetables are crisp and delicious, sweet and fragrant. They are completely boiled and only sprinkled with a little salt. There is also barbecue. Delicious but not greasy.

The cook is good.

"Is it delicious?"

Zhen Mi propped her jaw and asked him curiously.

Xiubai took a bite with his chopsticks: "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Ate."

"Is it delicious?"

She wrinkled her delicate nose: "I don't feel it."

"That's it."

"what?"

"It's human nature to eat anything for a long time, even if it's a delicacy." Xiubai tapped on the table lightly, pointing out: "That's why the chef racks his brains every day to find ways to renovate it. Food, I am afraid that the host will get tired and lose his job, in fact, as a cook, the best thing is that people will never know how much skill he has, and the deeper he hides, the more he will miss it."

Zhen Ji blinked her eyes thoughtfully.

She was already clever.

Point to end.

Xiubai went on to eat, and after the meal, Zhen Ji left, and he began to take a bath, bathing in vain, the moonlight outside the window was just right, the cold wind blew faintly, the cold moon hung high in the night sky, and the first light was dimly fading and appearing, in the courtyard, The pines and cypresses are evergreen, and there are solitary branches of elm trees with bare fruits hanging down. There is only a thin line between vitality and decay.

He suddenly understood something.

He carried Ibrahimovic out and sat under the corridor at the door looking at the moonlight. He was only wearing single clothes. In the deep cold of the night, he shivered slightly and subconsciously activated Qixiu internal energy.

Qixiu's internal energy is extremely dark, but Yunshang is full of vigor and vitality. To save others, you must first save yourself. As a good grandma, you must ensure your own safety before saving others. It's just a big joke, in Xiufang, no, the entire Tang sect can't hold their heads up.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could think of Er Shao's upright sneer, Dao Master's icy and noble sneer, and Brother Pao's calm and cold smile.

Fuck it, give me a way out.

Then, it started up in the meridians that were bare and hungry all the time!get up!There is a little more green light!

Fuck, my Daqixiufang is too powerful.

Ah, it's actually the Second Young Master Pao who is too powerful.

Master Xiu silently hugged Ibrahimovic and wept.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻I can't live through this day!

He closed his eyes, calmed down the excitement in his heart, and began to circulate a little internal energy. Those who perform martial arts are most afraid of fluctuating mood, and they are extremely easy to get mad. That obsession, OO, that XX, the faint green light began to grow after six weeks of circulation, the size of a hair before. , Now it is as thick as soybeans.

He couldn't wait to pour his inner energy into Ibrahimovic's inner energy bit by bit, but Ibrahimovic didn't move. He couldn't help his heart beating and tried his best. Fortunately, with the blessing of God, after all the inner energy went in, Ibrahimovic finally let out a big blow. Mercy twitched its little tail.

The author has something to say: Milasans, I’m back~ The new job is going to kill me!Shit, I'm still being angry and groping... I can't take it anymore... All of you, will you start to resume the next day update tomorrow?hey hey hey ^&^