Here, he drank medicine every day, but his body was not happy at all. She decided to return to modern times as soon as possible no matter what.
"Yes." Duanmu Xiu listened to her quietly, drinking the concoction she fed him, seemingly lazy and leisurely, but both of them knew that his body was as weak as a candle in the wind, vulnerable to a blow.
Xiahou Xiyue knew that he wanted to listen to her talk, so she fed him medicine while chatting about trivial matters. Until the medicine in the bowl was all gone, she carefully helped him lie down, just drinking the medicine from the bowl.
, his face already showed exhaustion.
"Go to sleep." Xiahou Xiyue sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his thinner cheeks, and a sad look flashed in her eyes. His condition was not too bad, but he had been weak, as if he could not get better.
Same, it's really worrying.
"You have to stay with me here." Duanmu Xiu held her hand, his tired eyes had been closed, and he could only murmur in a low voice.
"Okay, you can sleep peacefully, I will be here to guard you." Xiahou Xiyue choked with sobs and nodded lightly, holding his big palm tightly.
"Okay, very good..." A faint smile appeared on Duanmu Xiu's lips, and he fell into a deep sleep within a few moments.
If it weren't for her, he wouldn't be like this. She was the one who hurt him. Xiahou Xiyue kissed the back of his hand sadly. Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but want to cry several times, but in the end she still
Hold it back, she can no longer let him worry about herself. What he needs most now is her care and encouragement. She must be strong and shoulder the responsibility of being his wife. She can no longer be as careless about everything as before.
You can only rely on him.
"Xiyue, come out." Mu Yang stood at the door and shouted in a low voice.
Xiahou Xiyue looked back at Mu Yang and saw that his face was solemn, as if he had something important to say to her. She nodded gently, put down Duanmu Xiu's hand, tucked him in, and then walked out.
Xiahou Xiyue carefully closed the door, and then she tightened her pretty face and asked coldly: "What's the matter?" Duanmu Xiu was injured by his master, and he was an accomplice. Don't miss her.
It will make him look good.
"Last night, my master was attacked by assassins on his way out of the palace and his life was in danger." Mu Yang looked at her solemnly, as if he was testing something in his shining eyes.
"Really? Isn't he dead yet? That's such a pity. A scum like him would not be a pity if he died a hundred times." Xiahou Xiyue's eyes flashed with disappointment.
"The assassin must have thought that my master's heart is on the left side of his chest. He must not know that my master's heart is different from others. His heart is on the right side of his chest." Mu Yang looked at her steadily, looking at her face.
His expression changed, and his heart gradually became cold.
"What do you want to say to me when you tell me this secret?" Xiahou Xiyue raised her eyebrows and squinted at him with cold eyes.
"I want to know if that assassin is you?" Mu Yang pursed his lips and looked at her.
"Haha... It's really ridiculous. If I could assassinate your master, I wouldn't have been captured by him so easily." Xiahou Xiyue smiled sarcastically.
"It was impossible for you before, but it's impossible for you now." Since she woke up, her temperament has completely changed, becoming cold, cruel, completely unhuman, and only when she wakes up, her temperament has completely changed.
In front of Duanmu Xiu, she was her original self. Here, he drank medicine every day, but his body was not happy at all. She decided to return to modern times as soon as possible no matter what.
"Yes." Duanmu Xiu listened to her quietly, drinking the concoction she fed him, seemingly lazy and leisurely, but both of them knew that his body was as weak as a candle in the wind, vulnerable to a blow.
Xiahou Xiyue knew that he wanted to listen to her talk, so she fed him medicine while chatting about trivial matters. Until the medicine in the bowl was all gone, she carefully helped him lie down, just drinking the medicine from the bowl.
, his face already showed exhaustion.
"Go to sleep." Xiahou Xiyue sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his thinner cheeks, and a sad look flashed in her eyes. His condition was not too bad, but he had been weak, as if he could not get better.
Same, it's really worrying.
"You have to stay with me here." Duanmu Xiu held her hand, his tired eyes had been closed, and he could only murmur in a low voice.
"Okay, you can sleep peacefully, I will be here to guard you." Xiahou Xiyue choked with sobs and nodded lightly, holding his big palm tightly.
"Okay, very good..." A faint smile appeared on Duanmu Xiu's lips, and he fell into a deep sleep within a few moments.
If it weren't for her, he wouldn't be like this. She was the one who hurt him. Xiahou Xiyue kissed the back of his hand sadly. Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but want to cry several times, but in the end she still
Hold it back, she can no longer let him worry about herself. What he needs most now is her care and encouragement. She must be strong and shoulder the responsibility of being his wife. She can no longer be as careless about everything as before.
You can only rely on him.
"Xiyue, come out." Mu Yang stood at the door and shouted in a low voice.
Xiahou Xiyue looked back at Mu Yang and saw that his face was solemn, as if he had something important to say to her. She nodded gently, put down Duanmu Xiu's hand, tucked him in, and then walked out.
Xiahou Xiyue carefully closed the door, and then she tightened her pretty face and asked coldly: "What's the matter?" Duanmu Xiu was injured by his master, and he was an accomplice. Don't miss her.
It will make him look good.
"Last night, my master was attacked by assassins on his way out of the palace and his life was in danger." Mu Yang looked at her solemnly, as if he was testing something in his shining eyes.
"Really? Isn't he dead yet? That's such a pity. A scum like him would not be a pity if he died a hundred times." Xiahou Xiyue's eyes flashed with disappointment.
"The assassin must have thought that my master's heart is on the left side of his chest. He must not know that my master's heart is different from others. His heart is on the right side of his chest." Mu Yang looked at her steadily, looking at her face.
His expression changed, and his heart gradually became cold.
"What do you want to say to me when you tell me this secret?" Xiahou Xiyue raised her eyebrows and squinted at him with cold eyes.
"I want to know if that assassin is you?" Mu Yang pursed his lips and looked at her.
"Haha... It's really ridiculous. If I could assassinate your master, I wouldn't have been captured by him so easily." Xiahou Xiyue smiled sarcastically.
"It was impossible for you before, but it's impossible for you now." Since she woke up, her temperament has completely changed, becoming cold, cruel, completely unhuman, and only when she wakes up, her temperament has completely changed.
