After walking into the courtyard and locking the door, Jiang Qiao breathed in the white mist.
A gust of cold wind blew by, he wrapped up his clothes tightly and ran into the house in a hurry.
The room was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly. Before he could turn on the light, a large gust of wind blew open the window and poured in.
Jiang Qiao hurried over to close the window, but before he had taken two steps, he suddenly staggered.
His whole body fell to the ground, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough to support the ground with his hands and his knees touching the ground, like a reptile.
There seemed to be something underneath him.
Why is it so soft...Jiang Qiao touched it casually.
Small, soft and fragrant?
"Uh-huh..." The "thing" let out a muffled groan.
Only then did Jiang Qiao come to his senses. He was startled and jumped back, feeling nervous.
Is there a thief?
He quickly turned on the light, but what he saw in front of him shocked him.
I saw a girl wearing a gray linen robe lying on the floor of the living room.
Her eyes were closed tightly, and her long burgundy hair lay on the floor, messy.
Sylvie?!
Jiang Qiao was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He looked at the bedroom door, but there was no movement.
How come you appear in this world? There is obviously no moon today.
At this time, Sylvie's brows were furrowed, her lips were white, and her face was a little ugly.
Jiang Qiao didn't care about anything else and quickly picked up Sylvie and held her in his arms.
Sylvie's figure is almost perfect, she is nearly 1.7 meters tall and weighs about 100 kilograms.
Through the black silk linen robe, Jiang Qiao could feel Sylvie's soft body, but her body temperature dropped to freezing point.
Probably feeling Jiang Qiao's warm embrace, Sylvie curled up into his arms unconsciously, her white lips pursed, muttering something.
Jiang Qiao quickly carried her to the sofa and brought a quilt to wrap her up.
He reached out and touched her forehead. Hiss, it was very hot.
How could it suddenly become like this? Could it be that he was being chased by his enemies and then accidentally ran over?
Jiang Qiao subconsciously wanted to carry her to the hospital, but after thinking about it carefully, he still felt that it was not possible.
How could he let Sylvie be exposed to the public like this?
"Mother……"
Sylvie suddenly grabbed the hem of Jiang Qiao's coat tightly, and two tears flowed from her eyes onto her flawless face. She was like a helpless child on a winter night after the rain.
What should I do?
Jiang Qiao tried hard to recall the scene in his childhood, when his mother took good care of him when he had a fever.
He first gently put Sylvie's hand under the quilt, then closed the doors and windows, and turned on the air conditioner to try to make the room warmer.
After doing this, he ran to the kitchen and pulled out brown sugar, ginger, and a bag of isatis root from the cupboard that had not been opened for a long time.
Since we are all human beings, it should be okay to drink some isatis root when you have a fever, right?
Turn on the heat, boil water, put the crushed ginger into the water, add brown sugar and isatis root and stir.
A few minutes later, a hot bowl of special isatis root, ginger and brown sugar water was freshly baked.
Jiang Qiao first poured a small bowl and tasted the taste. Well, it was quite sweet.
Then, he carefully walked to the living room carrying a bowl full of ginger water.
However, the next moment he ran into trouble.
The ginger water is ready, but how to make Sylvie drink it?
After thinking for a while, Jiang Qiao imitated the image in his mind, sat next to Sylvie's head, carefully lifted her body, and let her lean on his shoulder.
Scooped up half a spoonful of isatis root and ginger water, blew it, and brought it to Sylvie's mouth.
The lips that were flaky due to lack of water moved instinctively as soon as they touched the ginger water.
Jiang Qiao raised his arm and put the ginger water into her mouth.
The unconscious Sylvie frowned, as if she didn't like the strange taste very much, but she still drank the entire bowl of ginger brown sugar water smoothly.
It was already past twelve o'clock at night. After drinking the brown sugar water, Sylvie's complexion became slightly better.
This made Jiang Qiao feel relieved. He let Sylvie lie down again and covered her with a quilt.
The air conditioner blew warm air, and the leaves outside the window were blown down by the cold wind.
After a tiring day, Jiang Qiao also lay on the sofa and fell asleep unconsciously.
…
King Fran III walked into the side hall and tried to keep his steps steady. In fact, he already felt that his muscles had become a little loose, and he felt weak and weak when he walked.
He sighed silently in his heart and asked his guards to go out and guard the door.
He looked towards the front of the side hall. Next to the chair belonging to the king, a figure in white robes was sitting peacefully. The figure's whole body exuded a kind light.
Fran III secretly took a breath, tensed his calves and slowly walked to his seat and sat down.
"It's an honor to meet you, His Majesty the King." Agen still sat there steadily, smiling and nodding, his white robe embroidered with gold fluttering.
"Patriarch." Fran III nodded slightly and asked, "Where is Deputy Captain Yann?"
"Your Majesty, he went to inspect the palace."
Fran III nodded and said, "Let's get started, Patriarch."
"I will obey your will, Your Majesty."
Ah Rang stood up slowly, walked backwards, leaving a small space, and then faced the king who was sitting there.
He maintained a freehand smile, waved his hand hidden in his wide sleeves, and the low-carbon floor covered with bronzing and bright red suddenly lit up.
A standard five-pointed star array was revealed there, glowing with thorns.
Fran III watched this scene with interest.
Even though this was not the first time, he still couldn't control the excitement in his heart.
"Come back, the ghost under the ground, in the name of the goddess, I will grant you a short new life..."
The ancient mantra was uttered by Agen, echoing in the empty and silent hall.
Outside the door, hearing this noise, even the guards with good qualities couldn't help but look at each other.
What on earth is our king... doing? An idea suddenly popped up in their minds.
Under the gentle orange light, the light in the magic circle slowly swayed and gradually merged into a human figure.
The figure seemed to be alive, with blood vessels and muscles solidifying on her body, and her long, silky burgundy hair swaying gently.
"I won't disturb you, Your Majesty." Arang walked to the door, opened it and walked out.
The magic circle gradually disappeared, and the woman was barefoot and looked at the man on the throne tenderly.
"Heidi, I finally see you again." Tears welled up in Fran III's eyes.
...
Squeak——
A door in the corner of the palace where Sylvie lived was quietly opened, and a woman in a maid uniform sneaked out.
She first looked around to make sure there was no one around, then she felt free to reveal herself, and then walked quickly towards the woods behind.
"Irene."
Two words suddenly popped out from the darkness around me.
The maid named Yilin was startled, paused, and looked at the figure in the darkness.
