Yang Xi's knife was so cruel, it went straight through Murong Yun's heart!
No matter how good her medical skills are, she can only breathe a sigh of relief, unable to cure him! And Feng Ba has to work on him for two full hours every day, so that he can barely stop him outside the gate of hell.
As for stepping into the Shura Hell.
Looking at his pale and bloodless face on the bed, Yang Xi felt more pain in her heart than ever before. It had been ten days since he had been unconscious, and she had allowed her to melt her veins and pour blood, use acupuncture to push her pulse, and used all the energy she could to
I tried every method, but he still didn't wake up.
If he hadn't been seriously injured that day and still carried her so far, he wouldn't have been injured like this! This crazy man made her feel so sorry and annoyed!
She clearly knew that Fu Qing had harmed her, and that he had his own reasons for killing Fu Qing, but she still insisted on saving Fu Qing and going against him! Now she regrets it beyond words. Unfortunately, there is everything in this world, but there is no regret medicine.
!
"Yun, wake up quickly! I really want to lean in your arms, listen to your words, and feel your heartbeat." She took his hand and gently held it in her palms, saying quietly: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault.
It's my fault! If you want to punish me, wake up and I will let you punish me. Yun, can you open your eyes and look at me?"
His eyes were still closed, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his lips were still dry and pale, without any blood. Looking at his lifeless face, her heart ached, and a fishy sweetness surged into her throat. She quickly left the door,
Only when I found the small lake familiarly did I dare to let the turbid blood in my mouth fall into the clear water.
Looking at the scarlet circles that melted away, she was stunned for a moment. After she stabbed Murong Yun, the number of times she vomited blood became more frequent, even three or four times as much as in the past. She knew she had only a few days left.
Not much, she took the time to try her best to treat Murong Yun, but none of them worked.
She really wanted to see him wake up in her lifetime and hear him call "Monster" again...
The pain in her heart was even worse. In the past few days, even her chest had occasionally been throbbing violently. Her internal organs had probably reached the point where they were exhausted. She wiped the blood from the corners of her lips, calmed down and tried to suppress the pain in her body.
Pressed down.
He rubbed his stiff facial muscles and regained his usual energetic state. Yun was still lying on the bed. No matter what, she must not fall down at this moment! Fortunately, Sufu had already informed his father and asked him to rush to the river line. As long as
When he came, her mission was accomplished.
Gathering her nerves, she slowly walked back to the bedroom where Murong Yun was. When she passed the corner of the corridor, she saw Feng Ba leaning against the stone pillar, his cold eyes staring at her for a moment, as if he was here intentionally.
Waiting for her to appear.
Yang Xi panicked in her heart, worried that he would see what had just happened, but seeing his expression as normal, she knew that her worries were completely unnecessary. She looked at him lightly, and suddenly didn't know what to say to him.
It seems that they haven't had a good conversation since Nuji slapped him that day. At this moment, his eyebrows are filled with coldness and arrogance. He must still remember that slap. Thinking that such an arrogant person is actually here.
Being slapped by a woman in public, I suddenly felt embarrassed for him.
She was really in pain and angry at that time, so she would do something to hurt him like that.
She silently walked to him and wanted to say something, but she heard his cold voice above her head: "For him, you actually ended up like this!"
Yang Xi was stunned and touched her face unconsciously. What did she look like? Isn't this deliberately made-up look very energetic?
"Do you think you can cover up a pale face by applying more rouge and gouache?" Feng Ba gave her a cold look with a complicated expression.
I hate her passion for others, but I still can't help but feel sorry for her fragility and sadness.
Yang Xi just smiled faintly, luckily, he just thought she was thinking about Yun's injury, which was why she looked pale.
"Bi." She moved closer to his body, wanting to hug him, but she clearly felt his body stiffen, whether it was resistance or awkwardness.
"What are you doing with me?" He raised his head and looked into the distance, deliberately not looking at her. "Don't you have to go and accompany him?"
She smiled dumbly and hugged him hard. This childish man was clearly waiting for her to pass by, but now she was looking for him. She sighed silently and did not expose him, so she buried her head.
She pressed into his chest and said quietly: "I'm sorry."
Feng Ba's tall body was trembling slightly. He was obviously extremely excited, but he still forced himself to remain expressionless. "What are you sorry for?"
"I shouldn't embarrass you in front of so many people." Yang Xi raised his head, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can call me back, I will never snort."
"Shut up!" His face darkened and became even colder.
Her chest began to throb again, and she lowered her head and leaned into his arms to calm the heart-wrenching pain. After a while, she whispered: "I know you can't let go."
If he was really willing, she would not agree to let him fight back. A slap from this rough man would definitely kill her.
The frost on Feng Ba's face dissipated a little, and he felt soft and fragrant in his arms. He wanted to hug her hard, but awkwardly retracted his outstretched hands. She was heartbroken for other men, but he did his best like a fool.
How can she swallow the breath of the man who helped her save her?
It wasn't until he couldn't feel the pain anymore that Yang Xi squeezed out a smile, wrapped her slender arms around his neck, and pulled him towards her. He was too tall, and it was always difficult to reach him if he wanted to kiss him. Feng Ba
He leaned down obediently until her soft lips pressed against his, then he put his arms around her slender waist and hugged her tightly. The kiss also became intense and crazy in his fanatical dominance.
After a long time, he let go of her slightly red and swollen lips, breathing heavily.
"Fairy, we haven't seen each other for a long time!" His chest was rising and falling, and his hot body was pressed tightly against her belly.
Yang Xi buried her head in his chest, not letting him see her face. He always loved very passionately, and she was afraid that she couldn't bear his passion now.
"You don't want to?" The fire in his eyes was immediately frozen, his face turned cold, and he hugged her harder.
She closed her eyes and said softly: "I miss you, I miss you very much."
That night, he was unexpectedly gentle to her. She didn't know that he was worried about her body that was exhausted from the past few days. He only wanted it once in the whole night.
The next day, after receiving the message from Feng Sufu, they set off back to the river line.
Yanxi was still in turmoil. The Later Qin Dynasty was restrained by Hu Xia and did not dare to do anything big for the time being. The forces behind Murong Xi seemed to have temporarily shifted their targets and there was no unusual behavior for several days.
Yang Xi, who was sitting in the carriage, raised the curtains and looked into the distance aimlessly.
I don't know how long the peaceful days can last, but her days are probably coming to an end.
The carriage suddenly jolted, and there was a sharp pain in her chest. She pressed her chest hard and couldn't bear it anymore. Blood flowed between her lips and teeth. The plain white dress on her chest was dyed into a blood lotus, which gradually bloomed.