[Dominate the Imperial College] Do you feel sorry for the brutally abused scumbag father?
Yao Wuhua couldn't help but go crazy, there was nothing more headache-inducing than two women being jealous.
He seemed to be able to foresee the miserable days Xuanyuanli would live in the near future.
"Two aunts, stop making trouble. Let's hurry into the valley. Li's body can't afford to be delayed." Yao Wuhua said, carrying Xuanyuan Li who was already in a semi-conscious state with one hand, and walked through the quiet and long cave.
, and entered Yaowang Valley.
Yaowang Valley and Snow Mountain are only separated by a mountain.
But this end is thousands of miles of ice, but the other end is full of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers.
It was clearly as if it had suddenly jumped from the ice and snow at the poles to near the equator.
The weather was so different that Zhong Xiaoxiao was a bit unpredictable.
Yao Wuhua carried Xuanyuan Li, and Di Qingwu supported him weakly, walking on the right side of Yao Wuhua. Zhong Xiaoxiao lagged behind.
The scenery of Yaowang Valley is picturesque, the morning light is shining, the fog in the forest has dispersed, and what falls in front of you is the fragrant flowers in full bloom and the large trees with lush branches and leaves.
One side is winter, the other side is spring.
The warm sun is shining gently, the warm breeze is slightly fuming, the water is flowing, and the birds are chirping sweetly.
"Little scorpion, stop looking around and keep up." Yao Wuhua seemed to have eyes on his back and ordered in a low voice. His tone was not as frivolous and charming as he usually was, but more serious.
Zhong Xiaoxiao came back to her senses slowly, but it was just a deception, and she would not be deprived of her mind.
The four of them galloped all the way and soon arrived at a small, dilapidated-looking courtyard deep in Yaowang Valley.
The small courtyard seems to be in disrepair for a long time, but looking around the courtyard, there are rare flowers and rare herbs in a hundred years. If any one of them is placed in an auction house, it will be a priceless spiritual herb. But here,
There are so many but they seem worthless.
It's so arrogant.
"Master, master..." Yao Wuhua shouted loudly after opening the courtyard door.
"What's the name of the ghost? Didn't you see that I'm busy, old man?" Yao Lao came out of the small kitchen, wearing an apron on his chest, and his long gray beard was tied into a pigtail, which was very cute.
"Hey, Xiao Wu is here. The old man happened to be making breakfast. Let's eat together before going down the mountain." He greeted and went into the small kitchen. He only said, "Xiao Huazi, you change Xiao Ion's dressing first.
The medicine has been cooked a long time ago and is boiling in the stove. When he wakes up later, feed him."
"Little Scorpion, Doubao should still be sleeping. Please help me treat Li's wounds first." Yao Wuhua carried Xuanyuan Li into the house and casually dropped the words.
When Di Qingwu saw this, a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes, but he couldn't say anything more.
Although Zhong Xiaoxiao was anxious to see her son, it was just dawn and her son was naturally fast asleep, so she couldn't bear to wake him up. She had to follow Yao Wuhua into the house in dismay.
Xuanyuan Li was placed on the bed. The chest of his white brocade robe was stained with dark red blood. His whole body looked weak and fragile, as if it could break at the touch of glass.
Those pale lips were stained with blood at some point, and they looked evil, enchanting, wild and unruly.
The room was clearly warm and comfortable, but Xuanyuan Li's face was dripping with cold sweat and his face was as pale as paper.
His whole body was shaking, and he bit his cold lips tightly. Blood was constantly oozing out from between his lips.
"Li, Li, what's wrong with you?" Di Qingwu's usually clear and peaceful expression changed slightly, and even his tone was a bit choked.
"Weren't you fine just now? Why did it suddenly become so serious?" Looking at Yao Wuhua, her eyes were filled with accusations.
Yao Wuhua remained silent. If he told Di Qingwu that Xuanyuanli forcibly restored his spiritual power in order to save Zhong Xiaoxiao, and now his spiritual power was backlashed, the situation was extremely dangerous. He was afraid that Zhong Xiaoxiao would be killed by Di Qingwu in the blink of an eye.
Dance and slap him to death, okay?
"Yao Lao, Yao Lao..." Seeing that Yao Wuhua remained silent, Di Qingwu glared at him with beautiful eyes, turned around and ran out of the house to find Yao Lao for help.
"Well..." Xuanyuan Li couldn't hold it back and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
His chest was like a blooming manjushuahua, with a coquettish scarlet color that instantly soaked his white brocade robe. Thick and thick blood filled the air, and the pungent smell of blood suddenly swept through his body.
Zhong Xiaoxiao couldn't be ruthless after all. She walked quickly to Xuanyuan Li and supported his shaky body. Yao Wuhua was here, and there was the only medicine sect in Xuanyuan Continent outside the house. She didn't dare to act rashly.
If I take action, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive.
The medical skills that he had always been proud of were somewhat hesitant in front of Xuanyuan Li.
"No, it's okay." Xuanyuan Li opened his eyes at some point. He seemed to be unaware of how much pain he was feeling. A misty smile hung on his lips, and his eyes were filled with bottomless black.
The person is charming and charming, but also a bit desperate and pessimistic.
He was still conscious and his hands were cold, but he couldn't help but hold Zhong Xiaoxiao's soft, boneless hand.
It seemed that as long as he could hold these hands, it wouldn't matter even if he suffered a disaster.
Di Qingwu staggered and dragged Yao Lao, and when she rushed into the house, she saw such a scene.
Xuanyuan Li's white clothes were stained with hot blood. There were mottled blood stains on his cheeks and neck. His whole body was weak and pale.
That man who was so cold and solemn that it made people shudder, in the blink of an eye, became so weak that it made people's hearts clench into a ball, and they couldn't bear to look at him.
But his slender, pale hands, with clearly painful veins exposed and unable to hold back, still held the little bitch's hand tightly and refused to let go.
Di Qingwu's hands hidden in her sleeves were tightly held, almost leaving traces of blood on her palms.
Deep in those clear and translucent eyes, there was overwhelming anger.
Zhong Xiaoxiao seemed to have no clue. She just took the brocade handkerchief handed by Yao Wuhua, and wiped Xuanyuan Li's skin that was covered with blood inch by inch. She looked at the white jade brilliance, which followed her movements.
Wipe it off to bring back the sparkle.
"Huahua, add another quilt." Looking at the person on the bed, who seemed to be in an ice cellar, stiff as iron, and shivering, Zhong Xiaoxiao turned his back on the guests and ordered in a low voice.
The scene in the plum garden seems to be still vivid in my mind. It has only been a few days, but this man has made the same mistake again. Why is he so uneasy?
Zhong Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, and there was deep displeasure in his eyes.
She was afraid that Di Qingwu would definitely blame this debt on herself. She could almost foresee how exciting her life would be after entering the Imperial Academy.
His eyes fell on Xuanyuan Li's bony and moist hand, which was clutching him tightly from beginning to end. It was clear that he could no longer hold on, but he still managed to keep his eyes open and refused to close them.
She wanted to pull away, but she saw that although his eyes were open, his expression seemed to be blurred, and his clenched hands were almost instinctive.
Or maybe your body is in too much pain and you want to hold on to something to relieve your pain.
"Yao Lao, please check Li quickly." Di Qingwu's steps hesitated slightly, and she walked to Xuanyuan Li's bed.