"Really?" Yan Wuxue asked lightly, and then he turned around. Since Su Dai didn't want to know, he had finally retired. There was someone else beside Su Dai.
In this case, even if she stayed, she would not even look at herself.
More importantly, she won the bet.
Wen Yimo had already dealt with all the lurking people. He panted slightly and covered his chest. He seemed a little uncomfortable. When he saw Su Dai running towards him, his expression recovered and there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.
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Su Dai looked at several corpses lying on the ground and several floating on the river. Su Dai was a little stunned. Wen Yimo was one against ten.
When Wen Yimo saw that Su Dai was soaked all over, he couldn't help but frown slightly. At the same time, he also remembered that Su Dai didn't know the nature of water, and he couldn't help but be startled.
How scared he was that Su Dai drowned and floated downstream.
But now that he saw that Su Dai was still well, he felt relieved.
"Are you okay?" Wen Yimo asked softly. His face was pale, and Su Dai's hand was cold when he touched it.
Su Dai shook her head and said, "Someone saved me. Who are these people?"
"I don't know the identity yet, but I will investigate at the same time as Hongye." Wen Yimo seemed to be weak, and after all the fighting, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
After returning to the house, the two of them went to take a shower and put on clean clothes to prevent themselves from getting cold.
But in the middle of the night, Wen Yimo developed a high fever.
There was no doctor anywhere in this secluded place on the outskirts of Beijing. Su Dai was a little anxious and could only keep wiping Wen Yimo's sweat.
But she touched Wen Yimo's forehead. His body temperature was terribly cold, as if he was suffering from a cold attack. Even his sweat seemed to be cold. He had a low-grade fever.
Su Dai bit her lower lip and asked Uncle Zhang to bring all the quilts and cover Wen Yimo's body.
Wen Yimo's face was pale, without a trace of blood. Su Dai had never seen Wen Yimo like this before. Her heart sank. If she wanted to find a doctor, she would have to go back to Kyoto tomorrow to find one. However, ordinary
Can the doctor cure Wen Yimo?
Wen Yimo seemed to have been murmuring something. Su Dai couldn't hear clearly at all, but she was becoming more and more worried about Wen Yimo, fearing that he would be chilled.
The candlelight flickered, and Uncle Zhang changed another basin of hot water. Su Dai was washing the towel. At this moment, Wen Yimo opened his eyes slightly and saw Su Dai's appearance clearly. Her brown eyes seemed to be emitting light.
"How do you feel? Why do you have a low fever? Didn't you take the medicine Furong gave you?" Su Dai asked several questions with a worried look on her face, and she could no longer hide her worried mood.
Wen Yimo felt that his whole body was sticky and very uncomfortable. He lowered his eyes and realized that there were many quilts covering his body. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart. Even so, it couldn't make him feel better.
He himself understood that this was a sign.
"Dai'er, what will you do if I die?" Wen Yimo asked softly.
Su Dai was stunned and frowned, but she had a bad feeling in her heart.
Her nose was sore, and she forced herself not to think wildly, and said: "What should I do? I will naturally find a better man, so you can't die now, I haven't found him yet."
Only she could say such words. Wen Yimo smiled with a bitter taste.
"I'm just asking." Wen Yimo seemed a little angry, "You can't have anyone else, you only belong to me."
"So you can't die..." Su Dai muttered, and she also realized that Wen Yimo's situation really worried her.
"It's okay, I just caught a cold." Wen Yimo said softly. He already felt tired. He felt the cold air coming out of his heart and slowly spreading to his limbs. He just felt so cold, no matter how much he covered it with
The quilt could not warm his heart.
He is really scared.
Wen Yimo took out an object from under the pillow with difficulty, handed it into Su Dai's hand, and said: "This is the token of the master of the Red Blood Sect. If you are in danger, you can pull the rope below.
Everyone in the door will obey your orders."
The thing Su Dai held was a small cylindrical thing, which seemed to be as transparent as crystal, with the word "Red Blood" written on it.
"How can you give me this thing?" Su Dai was a little stunned.
"I don't have it now..." Wen Yimo looked sad, "I don't have the ability to protect you..."
"But this is also an object for your life." Su Dai handed the thing back to him.
"It's okay. With my current situation, I can protect myself." Wen Yimo said softly, "When I get better, you can just hand it back to me."
Now that Wen Yimo had said this, Su Dai couldn't say anything else, so she put the things away.
Now that they were in the suburbs of Beijing, there was only Uncle Zhang in the house, and she was vaguely worried.
But she was really worried about Wen Yimo's current situation. She thought about it carefully and wondered if Yan Wuxue would still follow her. If so, she would probably ask Yan Wuxue to diagnose and treat Wen Yimo.
But Yan Wuxue didn't know where Su Dai was, and Su Dai walked out. There was not a single star in the sky tonight, as if something ominous had happened.
"Uncle Third Master!" Su Dai shouted. After waiting for a long time, she didn't hear a single echo. After waiting for a long time, her heart gradually became colder. Yan Wuxue was really gone.
She always felt that Wen Yimo was a little strange. After the fight today, he was obviously struggling.
Is this because the Cold Jade Heart Technique he practiced cannot suppress it and the cold energy attacks the heart?
In this case, should we go to Yin Yue Palace?
Thinking of this, Su Dai's face was filled with sadness.
Even more exposed, she quietly stayed at Wen Yimo's bedside, and Wen Yimo fell asleep quietly like a child, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
She also gradually began to feel sleepy, and soon she fell asleep.
But on the other side, it's not so peaceful.
At dawn, a eunuch shouted outside: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time to get up."
Wen Junchi frowned and had to open his eyes.
Immediately, the palace maid and the eunuch came with the washing utensils and clothes. Wen Junchi was still sleepy, but he just stretched out his hands and asked the palace maid to change his clothes.
But there was a different kind of feeling on his back, a kind of teasing that crossed his back, causing his sleepiness to recede immediately and he looked back.
The palace maid was wearing the same clothes, but she had a temperament that no one else could imitate. She lowered her head, but her beautiful face could be seen. Her neck was even fairer, and her slightly raised breasts could be seen.
The collarbone and a piece of breast are like white jade.