Nalan Xue exclaimed, threw the book in her hand, and quickly came to Shangguan Hui.
At the same time, Qing'er, who heard her exclamation, also rushed out of the room, "What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?" When he saw a large pool of black blood on the ground,
Qing'er's whole body froze there, and her blood seemed to have solidified all of a sudden.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come and help!"
Hearing Nalan Xue's angrily urging and shouting, Qing'er hurriedly walked forward as if waking up from a dream. She didn't dare to look at her young lady's pale face, forcing herself to be calm. She must be calm. Then she met Nalan
Together with Xue, Shangguan Hui was brought into the house.
Lying on the bed, after Shangguan Hui took a breath, he saw Nalan Xue and Qing'er standing next to the bed, both looking worried and anxious, and couldn't help but gently pull his lower lip, "I'm fine~"
I wanted to appease the two of them. But as soon as these words came out, Nalanxue seemed to be stimulated and suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs, "What's the matter? Please don't say that again, okay? I'm okay, I'm okay."
Very good. Is it interesting that you use such words to deceive yourself and deceive us all day long? You are about to die, Shangguan Hui, you are about to die, do you know?"
Tears of dissatisfaction fell down from the corners of her eyes. Nalan Xue turned her back and cried softly.
"Almost dead...what do you mean?" Qing'er murmured, looking at the woman on the bed with a pale face. She took a step forward and she slowly squatted down beside the bed. Her eyes were red, but she insisted on
I tried not to cry.
"Miss, tell me, this is not true, right? You are just sick, and you will recover as long as you rest for a while, right?"
Seeing that Shangguan Hui refused to answer and just looked at her silently, Qing'er immediately stood up and strode in front of Nalan Xue, her voice rising with excitement, "You just said, what happened to my lady? That's just yours."
Is it right to say something out of anger? The lady is fine, how could she die?"
Nalan Xue just kept crying, her face full of sadness. The forbearance she had endured for days suddenly collapsed at this moment, as if she collapsed in an instant. She squatted on the ground, her crying getting louder and louder, and in the end it even developed into a loud howl.
cry.
She wanted to pretend that Hui'er was fine, pretending that she just had a minor illness and would recover soon. In the past few days, she had been smiling and looking like a fine person, but in fact she was just trying her best to endure in front of Hui'er and didn't want to
Huier was infected with her painful emotions.
Woohoo, who can tell her what to do? What can she do to save Hui'er's life?
The room was eerily quiet. Nalan Xue had cried enough and stopped crying, so she sat at the table and fell into a daze. Qing'er, on the other hand, took out a wet towel and wiped off all the blood stains on Shangguan Hui.
She helped Shangguan Hui change her clothes again. During the process, she didn't say a word. However, in the silent atmosphere, there was an inexplicable sadness...
When it comes to the world, nothing is more painful than life and death. When Miss Lingyue died, Qing'er had experienced the "heart-breaking" pain. Unexpectedly, it would not be long before she would die again.
After experiencing such a life-and-death separation, how unfair was God to her?
"Qing'er, I'm sleepy!"
"Well, if you're sleepy, miss, go to bed. I'll wake you up during dinner." Pretending to be nonchalant, Qing'er covered Shangguanhui's cup and watched her lightly close her eyes, but she didn't.
He immediately turned around and left. Instead, he just sat by the bed blankly, looking at her and guarding her.