Murong Qiufeng's whole body was constantly trembling. The coldness accompanied the pain in his body. There was no joy like before. However, this pain brought him a sense of peace of mind and satisfaction, letting him clearly know his feelings for him.
, he will not leave him.
Shangguan Ye also seemed to be risking his life. It was the first time he was so unscrupulous. With his eyes red, he almost used up all his strength. The palm holding his slender waist seemed to be pinched to break it.
Dark purple marks have appeared where it was held.
"Say, say you love me, say you will never leave me, never will, your heart and your body, you only love me, only me, tell me quickly."
Murong Qiufeng trembled, her nails almost pressed into Shangguan Ye's arm, and with a trembling voice, she said intermittently, "I only belong to you, belong to you Shangguan Ye. In this life, I will only love you, both physically and mentally."
A low roar like a beast echoed by the pool. The suppressed desire rose to a terrifying level at this moment. He hit harder and faster, and kissed him heavily, as if he wanted to swallow his words and promises into his heart.
, the closed eyes, two drops of surprised water also slipped down.
Perhaps, the two of them began to feel at ease at this moment.
With complete indulgence, everything seems to have cleared up after the rain, and the gap between the two seems to have dissipated a lot, but the price is that both of them are sick, especially Murong Qiufeng. No matter how good his health is, it is inevitable that he will fall ill.
He couldn't afford to be ill. The physical discomfort coupled with the constant high fever made him almost unconscious. In comparison, Shangguan Ye was doing better, but he just suffered from cold.
There was no village or shop in sight, and he had no intention of returning to that small town, so he left a message to Ah Si who was about to come looking for him, and then took Murong Qiu Feng with him to go somewhere else.
The rain in early spring is like the frost in winter, cold to the bone, ranging from gentle drizzle to drifting heavy rain.
The first rain in winter made Shangguan Ye feel worse than ever.
In the simple ruined temple, several beggars in ragged clothes were sleeping or sitting, lighting a fire. Their eyes looking at the fire were like looking at a golden mountain, their tongues licking their dry lips from time to time, and the smell emanating from the fire
The sweet sweet potato smell made them salivate, but they became more and more alert.
Suddenly, a loud sound of horse hooves sounded, and then it got closer and closer. Several people looked out and saw a black figure in the rain and fog, like an arrow, rushing straight towards them. There was a neighing sound, and several beggars stood up quickly.
Staring suspiciously and warily.
At this moment, the black shadow had broken through the rain and fog, and stepped directly into the ruined temple. Only then did they see clearly that the black shadow turned out to be a horse.
Before they could take a closer look, a man in black fell from the horse. His hair was wet and dripping, and his true appearance was unclear. However, the cold aura emanating from the man made their hearts rise.
Arouse fear.
The man seemed to be holding a man in white in his arms. He didn't even look at them after entering the ruined temple, as if they didn't exist. He directly carried the man in white to a slightly dry pile of straw and stretched out his hand to pull off his coat.
Shaking the robe vigorously, water suddenly splashed everywhere, but miraculously, the originally soaked robe was instantly dried by the shaking, and was draped on the pile of straw.
The man then carefully put the person in his arms up.
The man's back was turned to them, and they didn't know what he was doing. The man in white was blocked and couldn't see his face clearly, but he should be a woman and the two should be lovers. Otherwise, why would the man be so nervous and careful?
The black horse riding at the entrance of the ruined temple also looked towards them, as if he was as worried as a man.
Suddenly, the man turned his head, his sharp eyes shooting at them like falcons, "Find the best doctor as quickly as possible, and buy a good carriage. This thing will be yours."
Several people's pupils shrank and backed away in fear at the sight of his eyes, but when they heard his words and saw the white dragon jade pendant the size of a baby's palm tied with gold thread in his hand, their pupils suddenly expanded, and there was a clear look in their eyes.
The color of greed.
Not to mention the value of the jade pendant, just the few braided gold threads tied with the jade pendant are enough for them to eat and drink for several years. Judging from the color of the jade pendant, it should be a priceless treasure, not to mention the jade pendant.
The center is a gemstone that acts as a dragon's eye.
Even though they are all beggars, they know more about these things and are good at distinguishing between true and false.
Looking at these two people again, although they are a little embarrassed at the moment, it can be seen from their clothes that they must come from wealthy families, especially the man in black, whose spontaneous majesty reminds them of those powerful officials.
, or a large sect with high martial arts skills.
Several people pursed their lips and looked at each other, then nodded and ran out without saying much, as if they were afraid that if they were slower, they would lose their place.
This man is none other than Shangguan Ye, and the man in white is Murong Qiu Feng.
After driving for a day, he finally saw a county town, but he didn't want to encounter such a rain. He was not familiar with the place, and Murong Qiufeng was still ill. He could only give up looking for a medical center or an inn for the time being, and find a place to hide first.
rain.
This rain made his bad mood due to Murong Qiufeng's illness even worse, and his face became so gloomy that he looked like he was about to eat someone.
Gently brushing away the black hair from Murong Qiufeng's face, he spared no effort in drying all the clothes on his body. The constant consumption of internal energy made his face turn a little pale, and he was already feeling a little uncomfortable.
It was cold, and now in this rain, there were some signs of fever, but he didn't feel it at all, and his mind was only on the sleeping person.
Holding the cold hand, I kept blaming myself, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so impulsive."
Murong Qiufeng closed her eyes tightly, her eyebrows were kept closed, as if she was sitting in a nightmare, her lips were pressed into a tight line, her body was trembling slightly from time to time, her face was strangely rosy, but her lips were
There is no blood color at all, and it is white and blue.
As if hearing Shangguan Ye's voice, her eyebrows furrowed even more, and she murmured uneasily in a sleepy voice, "Ye, Ye, I'm sorry, Ye, I'm sorry..." The words kept repeating, and a little sparkle oozed from the corners of his eyes.
Shangguan Ye held his hand tighter and tighter. He was so distressed that he couldn't breathe. He stroked his face with his hand, and the guilt in his eyes became deeper and deeper. "Don't say you're sorry. I'm the one who's really sorry for you. I'm plotting against you. Since I met you,
Since you started, I have been plotting against you and forcing you. You have not sorry for me..."
"I knew that such persecution would hurt you, but I still did it. I admit that I am very selfish, but you are mine. I will not allow anyone to take you away from me. Your heart, your person
It's all mine, even if I take away a little bit of it, everything you have can only be filled by me."