Xia Qingluan's face was very bad, with sweat dots on her forehead, and her heavy breathing with heat made Wei Moyan frightened.
It's only been one night, how could it be so sick?
The intimate movement hurt Yun Yirong's eyes, so he had to smile reluctantly: "Master, I'll do it, it's easier to take care of both women."
"Go out." Wei Moyan said coldly.
Zi Xiu pulled Lu Yunyi's face, and at this time he had no choice but to obey his words. He never cared about killing a few irrelevant people about Hongxian.
After everyone else left the room, the cold aura of Wei Moyan disappeared immediately, and his eyes were filled with anxiety turned into force and supported him on his thin shoulders. Xia Qingluan was still confused and drank half a bowl of medicine in a daze.
Without any improvement, Wei Moyan only felt that the person in his arms was not a sick person, but a pot of charcoal fire, which made his heart suffer.
If I had known that she was so angry, how could I have deliberately ignored her? I had only planned to leave her and calm down for a while, but I didn't expect her to misunderstand so deeply.
"Qingluan, Qingluan..." No matter how he called, the person in his arms refused to open his eyes.
And that night, the pure and gentle call sounded hundreds or thousands of times.
————————————————After all, he was the only daughter of Professor Qingli, a famous doctor in Donghu. Yun Yirong’s prescription soon showed results, but Wei Moyan was too impatient and still felt slow.
At the fifth day of the fifth day, Xia Qingluan's throat was unbearable, and she finally woke up slowly. It took a long time to open her eyes. The lamp oil in the room was about to burn out, and the fire as big as beans flickered and blew up.
"Are you better?" A familiar voice sounded low, not as simple as when drinking silently that day, but it seemed a little uneasy.
Xia Qingluan stood up with one hand on the bed, and then she realized that she had been sleeping in his arms.
"I just saw that you were not breathing smoothly while lying, so there was no need to be too careful." Wei Moyan let go of his hand. Nearly five hours passed. His arms, which remained in a position, were already sore and numb. Every time he moved, it was like a needle.
When he stood up and wanted to pour a glass of water, he found that the collar on his chest was wet and cold. Wei Moyan was overwhelmed and his beautiful eyebrows frowned. Xia Qingluan was sweating all night. Although the heat had subsided, his clothes had already been
It was so wet that it would be extremely uncomfortable to wear on the body.
"Drink a glass of water first, I'll ask someone to change the laundry."
Xia Qingluan wanted to stop her, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak. She could only take the teacup and drink it all. The cold tea water at least suppressed the heat of the internal organs.
"How long have I slept?"
"One day and one night."
At first, I felt dizzy, but I didn't expect that I would have slept for so long after fainting. Xia Qingluan glanced at the dragon boat fragrance on the table. It was just the fifth day, so where would I ask someone to change my clothes?
"It's your business to stay up late and not sleep. Who else would you send to trouble at this time? The Pavilion Master is used to being domineering. Hongxian is just a lower-level child, and he doesn't have the qualifications no matter how he talks about it."
Wei Moyan was helpless, and she still couldn't forget to be angry when she became so sick. She was as cold as ice in front of the people, as if she was outside the world, but behind her, she was as stubborn as a child. Which one is the real one?
"Stay honestly, I'll go get my clothes."
Xia Qingluan had no time to refuse, and the dark figure turned around and closed the door.
Yesterday I was still old and never interacted with each other, but today I was very gentle. Can I do whatever I wanted to treat toys?
I just regret that I was unable to get rid of it. In the face of his boundless pampering, I always fantasize that everything is true. Even though I know it is the abyss that will never be restored, I still keep moving forward with my eyes closed. If this continues, one day I will be crushed to pieces for him, and he will definitely laugh aside.
Need to be light.
What else can I talk about revenge when I am so weak?
When Wei Moyan took the clothes and pushed the door in, the faint flame finally ran out of oil and dried up. He swayed for two or three times and then slapped out. The faint light of the white paper lantern outside the door shot through the crack of the door, and the mottled shadows were cast on Xia Qing.
On Luan's pale face, she seemed to be like a fairy under the moon who was beyond the world, pure and elegant, with unparalleled beauty, but her face was sick and sympathetic.
"Just put it there, go back."
It is even late at night, and it is easy to get nagging when the lonely man and widow are living together in the same room. Xia Qingluan has been trying her best to separate the relationship between the two. At this time, it is naturally impossible to deepen other people's misunderstandings.
However, Wei Moyan didn't think so.
"Get up." Xia Qingluan was still empty, but Wei Moyan pulled her hard and had no resistance at all. She fell into his warm arms.
I just don’t know when I’m sleeping, what else do I want to do now?!
"Let go!" Although she had tried her best, Wei Moyan's kung fu was much higher than Xia Qingluan. Besides, she had just lost her fever and had already been drained from her whole body, and she could not withstand the power of half of her hand. After several struggles, she had struggled.
Still held tightly in his arms.
"Wei Moyan! Are you crazy?!" Xia Qingluan said angrily, gritting her teeth.
Wei Moyan smiled bitterly: "What am I crazy about? I don't even have the strength to stand up. How do you change your clothes?"
"It's not your turn to help!"
Xia Qingluan's constant struggle made Wei Moyan feel upset. After all, she was still resisting herself and using all her strength to resist.
"Don't move around, your clothes are soaked. If you don't change them, you will get infected with the cold."
"You don't need to pretend, life or death is my own business!"
"Enough!" Wei Moyan was originally a person with no patience. Even when facing Xia Qingluan, she had a bottom line, and this bottom line was completely touched by her saying "Life or death is my own business."
"You can even say something like selling yourself. What else do you have to worry about? Are you afraid that others will say anything? You and I have lived together for more than three or two times in the past six months. Do you think others will think there is nothing innocent about you?
Word?"
Xia Qingluan had long said that the most terrifying thing about him was that he could instantly see people's hearts. Each of these sentences accurately hit her vitals, afraid of being misunderstood, afraid of being entangled relationships, and afraid of being cut.
The constant love struggling, and he was even more afraid of seeing Zi Xiu's future cut off when he stood with him.
But he has been particularly tolerant of himself over the past six months. Isn’t this enough for outsiders to say?
"If I had known today, it would be better to die with the boss than to be someone else's plaything now." Xia Qingluan suddenly gave up struggling and leaned weakly in Wei Moyan's arms, "You want the color of the country and the position of the leader of the alliance."
, I will help you, why do someone have to stay alone for many years, and why do someone have hope for nothing?"
"You mean Zixiu?" Wei Moyan laughed silently, trying his best to make her believe in her true intentions, and even put down her self-esteem and compromise again and again, but what she wanted to do was to push herself to another woman!
"I said that women are like straw dogs, and there are countless unfaithful women in the world. The more charming the beauty, the more disasters they are, the only one is that you are." The force that clamped Xia Qingluan slowly removed and turned into
The hug of the wind and drizzle: "Whether you believe it or not, I will definitely overthrow the world and use the blood of the people you hate to dye the country as a betrothal gift to promise you to stay together for the rest of your life."
The soft and warm lips were printed between Xia Qingluan's eyebrows, like a dragonfly sifting through the water, and a flash of horse passed by.