The White-Haired Imperial Concubine

103 Give me another chance (3)

It's really narcissistic, when is it, and this thought. Manyan rolled his eyes and wanted to stare at him, unable to find time.

The heavy rain fell, and the night came quietly. On this plain, the **** gas mixed with the blood of humans and wolves was still clear and audible in the pouring rain, making people feel sick.

The three started their way, stepping on the body of the wolf, and finally rushed into the dark cave.

At this time, the man on the cliff finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to gradually feel secure, but it was impossible to say whether it was time to rejoice in her escape or to regret that Zong Zheng escaped from heaven without worry, or was saddened by the tacit understanding between them. The hearts of each other are closer. He didn't know how many things would happen to them in the evening and how many words could they say? He was even more unsure whether she would return to him after the night?

The moment he turned silently, he realized that he had lost his qualifications to own her. Turned over in the suffocated heartache, madly whiplashed in the night, venting the sadness and helplessness that couldn't be poured out of my heart.

The ninth prince was guarding the entrance of the cave. When he saw a huge stone next to him, he had a clever move and asked Man to come over to help deal with the wolf. It took a lot of effort to move the huge stone to block the entrance. He patted the moist soil on his hand and smiled with satisfaction: "It's finally time to rest."

The anxiety about Zongzheng's worry-free body didn't make him laugh at all, but he felt relieved.

They both walked into the cave and turned into a cave. Zongzheng did not know where to get the flint, which actually caused a fire. The orange fire light illuminated the whole cave, and it felt warm.

I glanced around, and the small cave rock was smooth and flat on all sides. At the end, there was a simple table case. A very ordinary Guqin, which was extremely uninteresting, fell on a thick layer of dust, like It hasn't been moved for years. The rock was full of firewood, and Zongzheng sat on the two-story steps, and his posture was as casual as sitting on a delicate Nanmu carved chair. His wounds were washed by the rain and washed the skin around him. The wrinkle, the blood that was originally black at this moment has turned slightly red, and it seems that the toxin is intact. Seeing him sitting there as if nothing was happening, he threw a few more firewood into the fire in front of him. If she didn't know him, she couldn't believe that he was the lonely king who was so indulgent and pampered.

The ninth prince sat next to Zongzheng Wuyou, his clothes were wet, his skin was cold and uncomfortable, he took it off and grilled it on fire.

Zongzheng swept away without worry, and coughed with caution. The nine prince suddenly reacted and looked at the man standing far away. He was reluctant but had no choice but to wear it again. Sighed. As soon as his eyes turned, he smiled at Manyu: "Li Yue, if you don't help Qige to bandage the wound, his blood will be gone."

After a long walk, they walked towards them for two steps and stopped, thinking, there are nine princes, where can I get her hands? She applied a color to the nine princes, which meant, "Then you are not ready to do it yet!"

The nine emperor did not see it. He deliberately turned his head to look at the wound on the back. A pair of eyebrows squeezed together, exclaiming, "Oh, the poison has spread. What can we do? He did n’t take any detoxification drugs. If the poison on Brother Qi was not sucked out, he would soon be infiltrated with the internal organs. "

Frowning frantically, she saw that the blood color had recovered some normal red, which should not be a big deal! How could you listen to the tone of the nine emperor? She had no research on poisoning at all. When she heard this, she was a little flustered and couldn't think much about it. The so-called concern is chaotic, she can no longer think about things with normal thinking. Quickly walked over, I don't understand anything, but she still knew how to take drugs.

The 9th prince saw her believe it, and turned her head and smiled proudly with her lips raised. She seemed to be saying that you might be fooled by someone so smart!

Zong Zheng glanced at him worry-freely, "You're all right to guard the cave."

"The hole is blocked by stones, don't need to ..." Don't finish the three words. The nine emperor has received the warning signal in the eyes of Zongzheng Wuyou. He smiled, froze and changed his expression There are no grievances in her eyes, but she nodded again and again: "Okay, I'm going to go, I'm not cold anyway, right, go out and blow cool and cool!" Sight.

Seeing his grievance and intimidation like this, he couldn't help laughing, "You can bully him."

Zongzheng turned around and looked at her. She smiled so brightly, and she seemed to be back in those days, and the three of them were laughing. He looked at him and got out of his mind, spreading his mind and spreading his hands to remove his clothes to clean up the wound. Zong Zheng suddenly woke up to God and avoided her touch.

"No need to bother." He raised his eyes and looked down, pretending to be indifferent.

Man knew that he must be awkward for what she said last time. Knowing that it wasn't the time to say these things, it was important to treat his wound first. She frowned, seeing that he was so severely hurt, and frowned, and tried to pretend to be all right, so awkward to refuse her help, could not help but feel angry and angry.

She dragged him unceremoniously, her rudeness was rare, Zongzheng frowned, and her eyes flashed with surprise. As soon as she stared back, she picked up his coat, the wet clothes hit the wound, and Zongzheng snorted sullenly, sighing helplessly: "You still know the pain!" After a few firewood, he set up a shelf by the fire and hung his clothes on.

Zongzheng didn't have to look away, snorted coldly, and said, "I don't hurt, what does it have to do with you? When did you care about it?" What kind of hurt is that countless night when I opened my eyes and thought She was lying in the arms of other men, and her heart twitched. That was the most unbearable torment.

He froze for a moment, glanced at him, said nothing, turned behind him, and looked at the flesh and blood rolled at his wound, his chest was suffocated, and his heartache was beyond words. He was about to help his bare shoulders and **** out the poison for him, but Zong Zheng worries and turned away awkwardly, and she looks like she doesn't need to worry about her noisy.

Frowning frowning, depressed by the awkward manner of his childish anger. Why doesn't he know how to care for his body, and what awkwardness is he suffering from such a serious injury? He didn't know if the poison was serious or not. He didn't say, she didn't know anything about it.

"Turn over." She breathed a little hard, Zong Zheng glanced at her with anxiety, frowning, and no movement.

Seeing him so uncooperative, his heart was anxious and angry, and he blurted out: "You're not me, how do you know that I don't care? Have you ever really understood my inner feelings?" She didn't say a word, and tears had passed Fill your eyes. She quickly raised her chin. As he slapped, he pushed over his body, leaned his head against his sturdy body, and his lips pressed against his wound.

Zongzheng Wuyou hadn't reacted from that sentence. Suddenly, she was shocked by her body, instantly stiff like iron. Her lips were soft and soft, and she gently touched them. It seemed that she had absorbed all the pain from these days. The delicate feeling made his body go wild. He strongly suppressed himself not to think about the goodness that he once had, and stayed there stiffly, and did not dare to move, for fear that once something awakened, he would be out of control. He was still echoing her words in her ears, she said: You are not me, how do you know I don't care?

You are not me, how do you know I don't care? Does she care? Wasn't she so decisive in telling him that she would be irreparable if she lost it? Didn't she let down her pride and ask him for another man? Does she care about him like this?

Manyu sucked two blood and spit it on the ground, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands. The blood was bright red. Where is the appearance of a little toxin? She frowned tightly, and her head started to wake up a lot. She was fooled by Lao Jiu! Turning his head, he looked at Zong Zheng's worried face with a very skeptical look, and asked, "Doesn't it matter if you have poison in your body?"

Zong Zheng saw her angrily staring at him angrily, with a slight invisibility at the corners of her mouth, which made her say: "I have used 'Seven Mustard' when I was a kid. It ’s just poisonous, so I can't help it."

He spoke calmly and indifferently, but he suddenly felt a sore nose, shame and anger, and instantly filled all her emotions. She licked the **** gas in her mouth, and an unknown fire came up.

She was so nervous about his injury, so worried that the poison in him would really kill him. She was afraid because he was him and not others! But they even teased her like this! Is it fun to trick her?

Huo Man had to stand up, pursed his pale lips, and turned away without saying a word.

Zong Zheng froze in anxiety, quickly grabbing her wrist, and there was a hint of nervousness in her breath, saying: "Are you ready to leave it like this?" He took off his clothes, then left him and left?

Manyan turned his back to him, biting his lips tightly, a kind of grievance that had never before occupied her heart.

For more than a year, she didn't shed a tear. Although she has been so bitter in her heart, she has hidden her feelings so deeply, because she knows her identity too well, and once she marries, she never looks back. room. If he doesn't show up in her sight, she may be able to cheat herself all the time and really forget him. If he did not prove again and again that his feelings were not completely deceived and used, she might be able to continue to live calmly and securely, even if used by Fu Zi, what about other chess pieces? At least, she couldn't feel such a painful pain. 2k novel reading network