After Hong Zhao inspected the palace, he went to visit Zhuge Jingshu, who had woken up slowly before.
I saw her sitting on the bedside with a haggard look on her face without saying a word, her black hair appearing and disappearing to cover her eyebrows. I wonder what she was thinking about alone.
When he talked to her, there was no response at all. Similarly, the Haolan guards also received a rejection.
She understood why Jingshu was in such a state, it was just that she didn't want to wake up and accept such a cruel truth.
This heart disease can only be cured slowly...
After Hong Zhao confessed a few words to the guard Hao Lan, she stood up and left her room. She walked aimlessly along the winding corridor with red tiles, and took a moment to count. Sure enough, logically speaking, Zhuge Jin
They should be back now.
So, with an uneasy mood, she sat in the front hall, waiting for their return. However, time passed quickly in her hands, but there was no news about them. She couldn't help but pace back and forth with anxiety.
, her delicate eyebrows knitted together, she picked up the teacup beside the table and was about to take a sip of tea, when the pain in her heart suddenly enlarged and her breathing suddenly tightened.
Drops of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, making her face look a little pale.
"Why? Are you suddenly heartbroken at this moment?"
It was difficult for her to understand that except for the nightmare that could never go away, she had such a reaction, and there was no other time or place where this happened.
If the heartache is not caused by that, then there is only one possibility.
Zhuge Jinqing, something happened to him!
The relationship between him and her is not just an ordinary master-servant relationship, but also a life contract. Unless it is a special situation, she will not feel his mood. However, today is different from the past. It can be seen that Zhuge Jinqing is very special now.
pain.
She really didn't dare to think about it anymore. She immediately walked out and met Master Lian Shang, Xiaoya and others who were about to enter the front hall.
"Hong Zhao, where are you going in such a hurry?"
"I'm going out for a while and will be back soon. Remember, you must not leave the palace. If anything happens, please contact me immediately."
Lian Shang looked at the woman with a confused face as she left in such a hurry, leaving a few people with big eyes and small eyes at a loss.
On the contrary, Junji, who came from somewhere behind them, looked deeply at the direction where Hong Zhao disappeared, pursed his lips and said nothing.
She tried her best and finally arrived at the legendary mysterious realm as quickly as possible. In the hazy moment, she could vaguely see a few sparse figures in front of her.
Hong Zhao was ecstatic and immediately jumped into the air towards them, touching the ground on his toes.
"Zhuge Jinqing!"
Jin Qing, who was feeling dejected, felt someone calling him from behind. He turned around doubtfully. The person who caught his eye really frightened him and made his heart beat fast.
"Hong Hong Hong Zhao? Why are you here?"
The smile on Hong Zhao's face faded a bit, and the corners of her lips twitched as she glanced at him.
"Why can't I be here?"
"No way...is it really you?"
Only then did Zhuge Jinqing truly confirm that the person in front of him was a real person and not an illusion. Because only a real person could answer his questions so flawlessly.
"Speaking of which, why are you here suddenly?"
"I still want to ask you, by the way...what happened to them?"
Hong Zhao avoided Zhuge Jin and turned to look at the other people. He stood motionless and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was looking at.
When Zhuge Jin heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, his eyes darkened and he tightened his thin lips.