After drinking the medicine, Luoxue felt a little sleepy.
Originally, Xuanyuan Leng insisted on letting her sleep in his tent, but she refused. He needed to heal his wounds, and she would be more or less disturbed by her presence.
Generally speaking, masters who use Qigong to heal injuries are most likely to be disturbed midway, because sometimes the meridians may reverse and go crazy.
Xuanyuan Leng felt the same, so he didn't stop him much.
Luoxue then returned to Hong'er's tent and met her.
As soon as I got back to the tent, I fell asleep and fell into a deep sleep.
She was really, really tired. When she was at Xuanyuan Leng's place, she didn't want him to worry too much, so she held on, but she really felt like she was beyond her capabilities.
The whole person, from the inside out, felt so weak that it seemed as if the body did not belong to him. Moreover, every inch of the muscles and bones in the body showed a sense of numbness and weakness.
My limbs were completely cold and bone-chilling, with a heartbreaking pain, but my internal organs were burning like fire.
The cold feeling in my limbs has improved after taking the medicine just now.
But she already understood that her body was heading toward destruction step by step.
Although Hong'er spoke in a cryptic and careful manner, the more she said this, the more Luoxue understood the difference in her physical condition.
Perhaps, there is still a glimmer of hope if we can persist until Ling Feifan arrives. Otherwise, Zhi Zhi will be unable to be rescued.
The red lips on her pale face had become bloodless, and her whole body, sleeping there, was like a piece of white paper, so thin and pale.
There was no breath at all.
When Jiang Shuiyue jumped in, she saw this scene.
His heart felt like being stabbed hard by a needle.
He followed her all the way.
Originally, he was unwilling to show up when she was safe, but he was really worried about her because of the poisonous mist ambushing her along the way, even though he knew that Xuanyuan Leng was fully prepared.
But he was still worried after all, so he sneaked in to see her at this moment.
But luckily he came. Otherwise, he really couldn't imagine how long she could hold on.
His hand gently pressed on her pulse.
Luoxue was startled in her sleep, and her beautiful eyes widened with fear. Although she was sleeping deeply, she was still feeling unwell in various ways, and she was still startled during her sleep.
These days, too many things have happened that have made her mood unstable.
The slightest movement would always wake her up.
Feeling the lukewarm temperature on her hands, she woke up with a fright.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to shout, a slender finger with a faint scent of grass pointed at her lips, and the unfamiliar yet familiar and friendly voice sounded softly in her ears: "Don't scream, it's
I……"
With the dim yellow candlelight, Luoxue could see clearly that it was Jiang Shuiyue. His long hair was still tied up high, and his black hair was arranged neatly and obediently.
A pure white robe is not stained by a trace of dust, and it is always so clean.
His eyes are always gentle and peaceful, which makes people's hearts feel much warmer.
Every time Luoxue saw him, she always felt that he was filled with all kind warmth, a kind of light that belonged to the sun.
Why is he here?
She discovered that he was really like a god. No matter where he was, he could come and go freely. It was clear that tens of thousands of troops were guarding him, but he could break in so quietly.
No wonder even Xuanyuan Leng and Xuanyuan Zhe are jealous of him. Think about how terrifying it would be for such an unpredictable and elusive person to become his enemy.
You have to worry at any time that he will suddenly appear in front of you and give you a sword.
"Are you here?" she asked softly.
"Yes." Jiang Shuiyue sighed softly, frowning slightly with sadness.
Looking at his frown, Luoxue felt that such an action was not suitable for him, so she said softly: "You shouldn't frown. You should always be the kind of person who smiles lightly in the wind."
"Seeing that you are so ill, how can you still smile in the wind when you call me your friend? Am I, Jiang Shuiyue, too unkind in your eyes?" After hearing her words, he sighed softly.
She herself was already injured like this, but she could still smile and make him smile lightly in the wind.
How can he do it?
Unconsciously, his tone became a little heavier. After speaking, looking at her slightly changed expression, he just said lightly: "I have said many times that if you are in danger and need help, you must come to me, but you never said
nothing."
"Do you know, if I didn't worry about coming to see you this time, you...you..." Jiang Shuiyue was halfway through speaking, but she couldn't continue because the word 'death' is a taboo.
He was afraid that once he said it, she would really have an accident.
Luoxue lowered her eyebrows and gently pulled the quilt, sighing in her heart. In fact, in the afternoon, she did want to find Jiang Shuiyue, but she owed him so much, how could she find it in a good way?
What about him?
She caused him too much trouble!
She knew that he was near the army, and as long as she asked for him, he would definitely try to save her.
However, he may not be able to save her alive. If he cannot save her from the injury, and instead becomes entangled in the political affairs between the two countries, how can she have peace of mind?
"My physical condition cannot be cured by ordinary people. If you can't cure me and instead fall into this chaos for me, how can I have peace of mind?" She said softly.
"You always think about others, can't you think more about yourself?" Jiang Shuiyue sighed. Such falling snow made him feel distressed and even more at a loss.
She was always like this, which made him feel cruel, but he couldn't let go of her.
"Isn't that the same for you? Moreover, you are doing this for an unrelated person like me..." Luoxue said with a slight smile. Jiang Shuiyue and she actually belong to the same kind of person.
A kind of person who is indifferent but has a strong sense of persistence.
Irrelevant people?
Luoxue didn't know how deeply those five words of hers hurt Jiang Shuiyue.
This is something Jiang Shuiyue has never been able to face. He has always hated himself for missing it, so he and her have become two parallel lines.
What he wanted to do was never to be her 'irrelevant person'
However, things in the world often make people suffer in this world. He can't let go, but he can't get it, and he has always been entangled in his own mess.
"Do you think you are just an irrelevant person to me?" After enduring it for a long time, he couldn't help but raised his gentle eyes and asked with a tangled affection.
Luoxue looked at him like this and suddenly opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.
I just felt that there was a suffocating airflow surrounding the entire tent...