The place where Qingge's face was cut by the kettle fragments was covered with plaster and condensation, and she waited for the wound to heal slowly. With Qingge's current physical condition, she was unable to use the power of the Snow Spirit Bead to heal herself.
A mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the ends of her eyes raised slightly.
"How long do you think you can keep it secret?" Qing Ge sneered: "Sooner or later she will know, right?"
Qing Gexu narrowed her eyes.
What she couldn't understand was that since Mei Qingchen kept saying that she was the one in his heart, why did he hide it from Lan Wu?
What is happening now happens suddenly and without warning.
Fen Que fell silent, seeming to be thinking about Qing Ge's words.
Indeed, this matter cannot be kept hidden forever.
One day, Lan Wu will know.
By then, the blow would be even greater for Lan Wu.
Fen Que sighed and said, "Lan'er was imprisoned by Ah Chen. The place is heavily guarded and even I can't get in."
"Locked up?"
A look of surprise flashed across Qing Ge's eyes. She had never thought that Mei Qingchen couldn't help but imprison her, and also imprisoned Lan Wu.
What is the meaning of Mei Qingchen doing this?
Or is it that Mei Qingchen still has Lan Wu in her heart? If that's the case, why is she still clinging to her?
Qingge frowned.
Mei Qingchen was following her like a tarsal maggot, never ending.
This feeling is not good.
Fen Duo nodded and said, "I don't know what Ah Chen is thinking."
"Do you know where Lan Wu is being held?" Qingge asked.
She seemed to be in a fog, and only by clearing away the heavy clouds could she see the moonlight.
"It's here, but in a secret room." Fen Que said, "Achen told Lan'er to concentrate on recovering from his illness, and Lan'er believed him."
Qingge bit her lower lip.
Could it be that Mei Qingchen, like Fen Que, didn't want to tell Lan Wu because he was afraid that Lan Wu wouldn't be able to withstand the blow and would collapse and never stand up again?
Now it sounds like she is doing better. At least she can breathe fresh air, instead of being locked up in a cold and small secret room like a prisoner and being deceived by beautiful lies.
"Fen Que, you can only cooperate with me now, unless you want to be the boss."
Qingge leaned back slightly, with a smile as bright as a flower, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the blood stains on her cheeks seemed to glow with a coquettish light.
Fen Que looked at Qing Ge and was quite surprised. He really couldn't understand why a person could show his unique charm even if he was forced into a desperate situation.
Ye Qingge is this kind of person.
Even if she falls into purgatory, she can still face strong winds and waves calmly, and can even turn the tide.
She is not a woman, Fen Queru thought.
A woman sings softly like Lan Wu, who is soft and weak, letting a strong man protect her, and let a man support her.
From this point of view, Ye Qingge's sky seems to be herself.
"Okay." After a long time, Fen Que agreed.
At this time, in a secret room of this palace.
The entire secret room is icy blue, and the walls are carved with skulls. From the skull's mouth, scarlet will-o'-the-wisps are sprayed out, and clusters of flames illuminate the secret room brightly.
It's not so much a secret room as it is a different cave. There are pictures of ladies on the screen, landscape paintings on the walls, bead curtains, a gentle breeze, a gentle and peaceful girl sleeping soundly on the dark blue crystal bed, and three thousand black hair like algae.
The clothes were spread out on the bed, and in the long and quiet corridor, when footsteps sounded, Lan Wu, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes. Her eyes were dazed and confused. When she saw Mei Qingchen, she smiled on her face and shouted softly: "
Ah Chen, can I go out?"
Mei Qingchen looked at Lan Wu, and felt a twitching and tingling sensation in her heart. It started from her heart and spread to her whole body. Her limbs and bones felt like electricity rushing through her body.
Mei Qingchen sat beside the bed and helped Lan Wu sit up. He put the lunch box aside, and the fragrance filled the air.
Mei Qingchen said: "Look, I brought you your favorite meal."
"Really?" Lan Wu's eyes shone. She stretched out her hand, hooked Mei Qingchen's neck, and leaned on Mei Qingchen's chest, "Achen, it's too stuffy here. When can I go out."
"Your illness is not cured yet, please wait." Mei Qingchen rubbed Lan Wu's hair.
Lan Wu raised his head and looked at Mei Qingchen, "But I want to see you every moment, instead of waiting for three meals a day and waiting for you to come over like this."
Lan Wu lowered her head, her forehead covered with broken hair. She looked a little sad, a little sad, and a little aggrieved.
She felt that her time was running out, and her only hope was Mei Qingchen. She did not ask to live longer, she only looked forward to the following days, to be with Mei Qingchen, the last person she saw before she died.
That person is Mei Qingchen.
She doesn't have a big heart.
All her expectations were placed on this man.
But I don't know from which day, she was locked in this cold secret room, which was called to recuperate her body, but Lan Wu panicked, she felt that Mei Qingchen was becoming more and more erratic, even if she was clinging to him, listening to him
Lan Wu still couldn't feel the warmth despite the strong heartbeat.
She was so scared that she could only hold him tightly and not let him go away.
Mei Qingchen's face turned pale and she laughed twice.
"It's okay, don't think too much, come and eat." Mei Qingchen opened the lunch box and fed Lan Wu gently.
Lan Wu looked at Mei Qingchen, his eyes slightly red, "Achen..."
The words come to my mouth and feel stuck in my throat. I have thousands of words to say but nothing can come out.
Mei Qingchen licked the rice grains from her mouth and pinched Lan Wu's face, "Eat more, and remember to take medicine before going to bed later."
"Okay." Lan Wu responded with a choked voice.
Lan Wu finished his meal, and Mei Qingchen stood up with the lunch box in hand.
"I'm leaving." Mei Qingchen said stiffly.
Mei Qingchen stood up and left. Lan Wu looked at Mei Qingchen's back, his eyes widened slightly, and blurted out: "Achen!"
Mei Qingchen's back froze, she stopped, looked back at Lan Wu, a smile appeared on her lips, "What's wrong?"
Lan Wu lowered his head and muttered for a long time before saying, "Can you stay with me tonight?"
She didn't want to lie alone on a cold bed. This desolate and deserted secret room was lifeless and didn't even smell like home.
She seemed to have returned to the beginning, in the winter snow, in an ice coffin, silently counting the days, wondering how long it would be before Mei Qingchen would appear.
"There are a lot of things to deal with in the floating world, Lan'er, you have to be good, you know?" Mei Qingchen walked to Lan Wu and rubbed Lan Wu's head as if to comfort him.
Lan Wu bit his lower lip lightly and sighed inwardly.
Mei Qingchen left again without looking back.
Lan Wu looked at Mei Qingchen's back, gradually moving away until it disappeared from sight.
Lan Wu sat still and maintained this posture for a long, long time.
She closed her eyes and laughed to herself.
Why does she feel that she is getting further and further away?