"Axuan, how are you? You look so ugly." She subconsciously supported him with her backhand and raised her little head to look at him worriedly, "It hurts, doesn't it?"
He shook his head vigorously, smiled reluctantly at her, tightened his arms, and hugged her deeper, "I can't control my thoughts about you, not at all. Even if it hurts my heart, I still have to think...
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Stupid man, this fool.
Qin'er couldn't help sighing in her heart, she was afraid that she would never be able to repay this deep love in her whole life, and she was destined to live up to it.
Why is he so stupid, so stupid? This masochistic move of wanting to get closer no matter how much he is hurt makes people feel so painful and panicked.
She stretched out her hand to caress his thin face, met his eyes, her heart moved, and she lowered her head guiltily, "I'm sorry."
"Idiot, idiot." He raised his hand and touched her little head, "Don't listen to what you say I'm sorry for."
"Axuan, if you could put me down hard, you wouldn't have to suffer so much." She stammered and cried pitifully.
"If you want to let it go, you should let it go a long time ago. Why wait until today." He glanced at her funny, stretched out his finger and tapped her jade-white forehead, "How stupid."
"But but...I, I can't give you what you want, I, I..." As he spoke, he lowered his head more and more guiltily, as if he had done something heinous and wrong, his emotions were very depressed, and his face looked stinky.
"Idiot!" He hit her hard.
The latter wailed softly, raised his hands to hold his little head, and glanced at him angrily, "It hurts."
"I'm not asking you to do anything in return. You don't have to feel guilty about me, do you understand?"
"But Ah Xuan did this, and I felt even more uncomfortable." She lowered her face and said, "Since I was a child, Ah Xuan has always stood by my side and supported me unconditionally, even though, even though you have always been so hateful.
Yes, I always like to guess my thoughts, and you always guess correctly, but, I have to say that you have helped me a lot."
Chu Xuan stared at her dumbfounded, "I guess I was wrong when I guessed that you were worried?"
"Of course!" She looked up at him angrily, "No one wants to appear in front of others like a blank piece of paper, and I am no exception."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and tugged the long silk hanging on his waist, "Don't you hate me when I let you down? You like me so much, and me, and I can't give you any response, why do you still love me?"
Hold me, you make me feel even more uncomfortable."
"Then always remember my kindness to you, and I have nothing else to ask for." He stretched out his fingers to comb through her soft hair, bowed his head on her jade-white forehead, and gently pressed a kiss.
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
She stretched out her hand to push him nervously, "You, you, you, are you in pain? I'll go find a doctor to take a look at you."
"Idiot, if this doctor could cure me, he would have cured me earlier." He took her little hand and came to sit down in front of the couch. He looked tired and seemed very tired.
He took a brocade box from the bedside and stuffed it into her hand, "This is for you, your sixteenth birthday present."
"It's not here yet!!" She stared at him, her heart suddenly tightening.
"Yes, we haven't arrived yet." He repeated without saying anything else, but just looked at her deeply.
"I don't want it." She pushed the thing back into his hand in a panic and glared at him fiercely, "Give it to me when the day comes!"
"Well, I'll give it to you first when I meet you. I don't know when I can return to Beijing. Wouldn't it be bad if I missed it?" He smiled and reached out to caress her little head, took a deep breath, and pressed down his chest.
He was in severe pain and his eyes were pale.
"I just don't want it!" She pushed the box into his hand with force and shouted, "There are still two months left. You can wait until my birthday to hand it over to me. Now I won't accept it. I won't accept it if I don't.
You take it back."
"Why is it so annoying?" He glared at her angrily, wrapping his fingers around her fingertips, "Okay, okay, I'll give it to you on your birthday."
"Yeah!" Qin'er nodded her head vigorously.
"Better say goodbye. I'm afraid I'll be so busy that I forget."
"You haven't forgotten it in a year!!"
"Well, I didn't forget it for a year." He repeated it again, glanced at her with his beautiful eyes, and stretched out his hand to drag her to his side, "Maybe I just happened to forget it this time? Be good, come here."
He squinted his eyes, reached out to touch her soft little hand, dragged her to his side, fumbled with the brocade box, opened it, and took out a golden fragrant wood inlaid flower that shone with pure moon-white light.
"It's so beautiful." Qin'er's voice choked, and she raised her hand to caress it, unable to put it down.
"I'll help you put it on." He stretched out his hand with a smile, raised his wrist and then lowered it. It seemed that he couldn't lift it up. There was a bit of anger in his eyes, as if he hated his own powerlessness and tried every means to lift it up.
Get up and give her a hairpin.
"No, I'll put it on myself." She pursed her lips, grabbed his hand, and hurriedly tucked him into the thin quilt. A trace of moisture flashed in her eyes, and she held back and touched his hand distressedly.
Face, "You have a good rest, have a good rest, I'll go out first."
"Qin'er." He wrapped his fingers around her soft little hand and held it tightly, looking at her with watery eyes, very childish.
She sat next to him again and raised her hand to touch his sweaty forehead, "Why are you doing this?"
Knowing that she couldn't get the poison, she was like a moth rushing to the flame.
She sighed, reached out and pulled out a hosta on her head, inserted the beaded flower into it, and smiled slightly at him, "Doesn't it look good?"
His eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded his head vigorously, "It looks good."
She stretched out her hand to tuck him in, "Get some rest."
"Qin'er, why don't you leave..."
"Well, Qin'er will come back to see the prince tomorrow." She gathered up some of her thin clothes and looked back at him deeply. She saw that he closed his eyes very tiredly and tilted his head to sleep lightly.
, it really looks like...
With a strong twitch in her heart, Qin'er shook her head vigorously, no, he will be fine! He lifted up the curtain of the big tent, and Qin'er got out.
Fu Qingyue, Anchen Anyingying Yeying and others were all outside. When they saw her coming out, they hurriedly surrounded her and asked, "How is the prince doing?"
"not too good."
Fu Qingyue frowned, "Yeah, it's not good, it must be bad. Once this poisonous poison is activated, it will gradually erode his internal organs, extraordinary meridians and eight meridians. Until..."
"Until what?" Ye Ying grabbed him and asked urgently.
"Until death!"
Qin'er stretched out her hand and pushed Fu Qingyue hard, and shouted forcefully, "No! He won't die! I won't let him die alone! Don't even think about it!"
"Qin'er..." In the blink of an eye, she saw her rushing towards the camp on the left like a small locomotive, Qingyue sighed helplessly.
The little girl Qin'er ran back to her tent angrily, fell down on the soft couch with a bang, and stared upward with a pair of round almond eyes.
"Who is it?" There was a commotion outside the tent.
A group of dark soldiers passed quickly outside her tent, and their silhouettes were reflected on the tent, stretched out.
Qin'er turned over and sat up, tilted her head slightly, and dodged a sleeve arrow that shot in quickly.
His eyes suddenly turned cold.
Another sleeve arrow?
She originally thought that the Xiujian note was sent by someone else from the third princess, but it turned out that it was someone else.
If you want to save people, leave the camp and go east thirty miles to see Bailiting.
Qin'er reached out and made a fist, holding the note tightly in her palm.
Regardless of whether you are a human or a ghost, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will never give up.
As soon as her thoughts changed, she quickly stood up, Huo Di picked up her backpack, put on a coat, and walked towards Bailiting in the thick of night.
At night, it becomes more intense.
Like a dormant tiger, it opened its mouth and stood quietly in front of her.
Running fast, teleporting again and again, he stopped panting outside the Baili Pavilion. Looking through the dark trees, he vaguely heard the sound of a musical instrument flying in the wind.
Qin'er slowed down and walked gently over. She was getting closer and closer to the pavilion, and several figures could almost be seen.
Several figures suddenly jumped out from among the trees and grass, and just as their hands were about to touch Qin'er's pulse door, the figures in front of them blurred, and Qin'er disappeared out of thin air.
Several men in tight black clothes were suddenly startled, and when they looked around again, they were horrified.
That delicate and delicate figure has already appeared in Bailiting.
Ghostly and silent, Yu stood behind a tall figure. Qin'er narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "So it's you."
Dressed in pure black with silver threads, the flowing threads are as beautiful as gold threads. Under the light of the moonlight, they lay flat and spread out, gathering a layer of otherworldly nobility. The back view is so beautiful.
He turned around with a smile in his eyes, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
*********The dividing line for the little guy*********
Qincheng is worthy of being the capital of the Yuan Dynasty.
Different from the heroic atmosphere and grandeur of Chu Jing, this southern capital has a hazy beauty. The streets and scenery are all extremely exquisite. The paths lead to quiet places and the long streets are intricate. It is not like the horizontal and vertical avenues of Chu Jing.
Tongtian, it is more about fun and joy.
Suyu attacked the city and destroyed the Yuan royal family with cruel means, killing no one alive.
Apart from this, there was no trouble for the common people at all. Military orders were strong, military discipline was strict, and the Suitedan army did not disturb the people much wherever they passed. Therefore, Qin City is still prosperous and the public security is good.
Suyu occupied the entire exquisite and prosperous Yuan Palace and turned it into his palace, which was extremely luxurious.
It's nearly noon.
Qin'er shook the chains tied to her hands and feet and walked shuffling in the dormitory.
Ever since she was captured last night, she has been locked in this dormitory by him and has not come to trouble her. I don't know what he is thinking.
I don't know what he would think if he found that this very thick chain couldn't lock her at all.
I came back with him just to find out what he wanted to do.
The sound of footsteps started lightly. Qin'er, who turned around when she heard the sound, was suddenly faced with a pair of crimson and angry moves...