The fighting on Xuanwu Lake lasted for more than half an hour, and both sides suffered considerable losses.
Thirty-one people were killed in the bunker. One of the demon-level killers died in the hands of the Dragon King, and the other sixteen were ghost-level killers second only to the demon-level killers.
Twenty-two people died and ten were injured in Dragon Palace
The Dragon King's face was not very good, not only because of the heavy casualties in this battle, but also because of the disappearance of Shi Ye
She disappeared under his eyes. When he asked the maid on the boat, she just said that she seemed to have fallen into the water.
Did she escape or did the people in the bunker take her away?
He sent leopard guards to search in and around the lake, and at the same time sent people throughout the city to investigate.
In the evening, someone found the unconscious Sui Ye deep in the woods on the east bank of Xuanwu Lake.
There was a dead man in black lying next to her. It is estimated that the man in black kidnapped her at night, resisted and killed her at night, and then fainted.
She was brought back, but she caught cold and fell into a coma. She didn't wake up until noon the next day.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Long Junyin's smiling face
Long Junyin seemed a little happy. He brought a bowl of medicine and fed her to drink it himself.
The medicine was very bitter, but it was a hundred times better than what she drank yesterday.
Her condition has not improved and she has been feeling groggy all day
She refused his intimacy, but he didn't force it, moved to another room, and cared about and doted on her more and more.
In fact, the medicine is good medicine, but she doesn't want the cold disease to be cured too quickly
The orders in the bunker cannot be disobeyed, but she doesn't want to attack Long Junyin. It's not because she doesn't want to give up, but because the gain outweighs the loss.
If Long Junyin is really dead, she will be really worthless. She will not think that the bunker will keep its promise. She does not want to do unnecessary things.
Long Junyin never asked her about fainting in the woods that day.
She wasn't sure if he knew the inside story or how much he knew. His thoughts were equally elusive, but she knew that if she really betrayed him, he would kill her without hesitation.
She lay in bed for two days and her condition finally improved. However, she was a little weak and could not go hiking. She only walked in the yard every day and saw no one else.
Long Junyin no longer takes her out, but no matter how busy he is, he still spends an hour or two with her every day for walks, meals, and greetings.
When she had nothing to do, she would sit in the yard and play the flute every day. The sound of the flute was like flowing water. Most of the time, it was calm and leisurely. Sometimes there were whirlpools and rapid undercurrents.
In a corner of Qianhou Palace, you can always hear the sound of her flute that goes back and forth a thousand times.
After another two days of rest, her cold had basically recovered and she no longer needed to take medicine. She saw the joy in Long Junyin's eyes. It was difficult to tell whether the joy was true or false.
In order to celebrate her recovery, he held a banquet in the evening, invited guests, and also invited many singing girls and dancers to join in the fun. She once again saw the envy and curiosity in everyone's eyes.
Throughout the dinner, he kept hugging her, whispering softly in her ear from time to time, taking the trouble to show the world his unusual love for her. She could feel his desire and passion, but pretended not to know.
I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but just after the dinner, she felt dizzy one after another and her whole body felt hot.
Long Junyin felt something strange about her, frowned, and hurriedly said hello to the guests before carrying her back to the room.
As soon as she returned to the room, she fell into a semi-conscious state, her whole body felt as hot as fire, and then she began to cough.
After the doctor came to see him, he said he had a fever. Because the condition came on too quickly, he needed a good rest and prescribed several medicines.
She is a little confused. Is a latent disease starting to show up?
Thinking of this, she smiled and fell asleep after taking the medicine.
When she woke up the next day, her fever had gone down a bit, but her cough had worsened. She couldn't stand the wind and just stayed in bed all day.
Long Junyin seemed to be very busy these days, and he could hardly be seen. She was looking out the window in ecstasy, and remained motionless for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.
Out of boredom, she took out the flute again, put it to her lips, and started playing leisurely
The sound of the flute floats in this quiet courtyard, sweeping away the calmness of the water before. It changes like the ups and downs of mountains, high and low, long and short, fast and slow, as if whispering something.
Apart from taking medicine and sleeping, she spent her days playing the flute, which seemed to be her only spiritual sustenance.
After a day or two, her condition improved. Although she still had a fever and dizziness, she could get out of bed and walk around.
Long Junyin still goes out every day, leaving Wei Bao behind to protect her
Although everything in the yard seemed peaceful, the way Wei Bao stared at her and his expression still made her sensitive to something strange. She guessed that the bunker might be causing trouble for Dragon Palace again.
Although the bunker has played her trump card, she still has to work hard to the end, and the bunker may not completely trust her.
She turned a blind eye to Wei Bao's hostility and didn't ask anything about the Dragon King. She just walked around and played the flute all day long.
Wei Bao is always not far behind her, his face tense
He didn't like the sound of her flute very much. He didn't understand why this woman liked playing the flute so much. His ears were calloused.
After playing for several days, her throat was not broken, but her flute was. No matter how she played, she always whimpered, as if she was crying.
She repeatedly checked and adjusted it many times, and tried playing it many times. She couldn't see anything wrong with the flute, and she felt unhappy.
After being silent for a long time, she finally plucked up the courage to tell Long Junyin that she wanted a new flute.
This was the first time she asked him for something. Long Junyin was obviously happy and said with a smile: "I will ask someone to give you the best one."
Her tone was a little irritable: "I just want a flute made of thousand-year-old paulownia wood, and I want it right away, and I want to choose it myself."
Her attitude was very insistent. Long Junyin kissed her forehead and smiled: "I will give you whatever you want. I will send someone to find it right now."