At this time, Shu Yao's body gradually began to warm up, and her ears were slightly rosy. Bei Mingye looked at Shu Yao's changes with a tired look, and sighed with relief before she calmly took back her inner strength.
But Shu Yao's breathing was still weak, and there was a faint cold air on her bloodless face. She opened her eyes with some difficulty. Although the man in her field of vision was blurry, she still knew who it was.
"Bei Ming, I owe...you again!" Although she was too cold to be conscious, she could feel that Bei Mingye was saving her.
Her slightly moving lips were very pale, with a slight cold light, and the words coming out of her dry throat were weak and confused.
"If we really care about each other, and we can't tell who owes whom, we don't need to talk about this between us! You are very weak now, don't talk too much, and take a good rest first."
"Although I was lucky enough to save you this time, you and I both know that this is only temporary. When it happens next time..."
At this point, Bei Mingye couldn't help but fell silent, then looked at Shu Yao who was extremely weak, and said: "And every time the cold air breaks out, your cold syndrome will get worse. This is only the second time, and it is almost fatal."
Take your life.
Girl, I hope you understand that the top priority right now is to find your master and uncle, because they are the only ones who can save you. As for other things, you might as well take your time and don't think about it so much."
Bei Mingye finished speaking softly in her ear, then sat down next to the bed, supported her weak body, moved her closer to his arms, and tucked the quilt away.
"I almost forgot, girl, drink some hot water to warm your body before going to bed. It will make you feel better when you sleep!"
Bei Mingye picked up a bowl of hot water from the square table beside the bed, blew it carefully, then scooped up a spoonful and slowly fed it into Shu Yao's mouth.
He fed each spoonful carefully, and Shu Yao struggled to swallow, but some of the tea in her mouth still slowly slid down the corners of her lips.
After he saw it, he reached out his hand and gently wiped away the drop of tea on her lips...
Bei Mingye's deep eyes were filled with an extremely warm light, as if the ancient icebergs were melting with the wind, and the gurgling water carried pieces of peach blossoms. The tenderness and love almost overflowed.
Feng Chen and Zhen Zhen were stunned in place at this time, completely stunned by his ambiguous behavior, and for a moment they forgot to react.
Just now, when Pearl was about to carry the water, Bei Mingye was already blowing on the spoon. Just when Feng Chen was about to help Shu Yao, Bei Mingye was already tucking in the quilt.
They always seemed to be a little slow in front of Bei Mingye.
Bei Mingye was extremely gentle towards Shu Yao. They saw it and were frightened.
Mr. Wujue, who has long been famous in the world, is the boss behind the ghost market, and the master of Netherworld Mansion. His power in the world is even feared by the imperial court.
Moreover, this man is unparalleled in martial arts, he is ruthless, cruel and murderous, has a perverse personality, is both good and evil, and regards human life as nothing, which makes everyone in the world tremble with fear.
But I didn't expect that he would be so caring and gentle to Shu Yao, making concessions at every turn, and even accompanied Shu Yao to the Demonic Valley where he had a narrow escape from death, and faced the ancient mythical beast Chiqu!
If word of this gets out...
After drinking a bowl of hot water, Shu Yao's condition recovered slightly, her eyes regained some of their sparkle, and her face looked a little better.
However, there was a mist condensing in her lowered eyes, which seemed to be mixed with a slight hint of guilt.
Looking back on this journey, from the beginning of his approach, it was full of calculations and exploitation, from hating each other to killing each other, to later turning hostility into friendship, to going through life and death together, to this time he risked his life to save each other...
Along the way, it turned out that she had owed him so much without realizing it, and she could not repay everything he had given her.
That sentence: Can’t I?
That man who was as proud as an eagle actually said such humble words in a tone that was almost pleading...
For the first time, he bowed his head to others!
The fluttering words were so light, so soft, almost pleading, but so heavy, so deep, touching her deeply, to the depths of her soul, leaving her almost unable to resist.
However, she could not respond to his feelings.
The better he treats her, the more guilty she feels. This feeling that is destined to be unrepayable makes her feel guilty all the time.
Thinking of this, Shu Yao's heart shook inexplicably, and a faint feeling of confusion came to her mind.
After feeding him water, Bei Mingye helped him lie down and lowered his voice and said: "Have a good rest, you will be fine tomorrow! I'm here, don't be afraid!"
Her long and slender eyelashes covered up the guilt in her eyes, and she slowly closed her eyes. She really didn't have the energy to say anything now. She was so sleepy and wanted to sleep.
Let’s talk about the rest tomorrow!
Bei Mingye watched Shu Yao close her eyes, then turned around and got out of bed. However, when she turned around, she suddenly stumbled. Feng Chen was so startled that he immediately stepped forward to help him.
"Are you okay!"
"No problem!"
Bei Mingye waved his hands absentmindedly and looked at Shu Yao, whose breathing was gradually becoming even on the bed, with unusually gentle eyes.
He forced the cold air out of Shu Yao's body at the expense of his internal strength, which was inherently damaging to himself. The heavier the cold air, the more his internal strength would be damaged. This is the most taboo thing for martial arts practitioners.
However, he spent time and again on his inner strength for Shu Yao, which was undoubtedly the greatest damage to a martial arts master.
If it had been in the past, I'm afraid Bei Mingye himself wouldn't believe that he would treat others like this.
But all this really happened.
Bei Mingye knew that he would never let go in this life.
Once you make a choice, it's like embarking on a road of no return. There is no chance to look back, and you can only go to the dark side.
His encounter with Shu Yao was like a fate that had been predestined for a long time. It was already a foregone conclusion.
At this time, Pearl also came over. Seeing the sweat on his forehead, she felt a little grateful in her heart, "Sir, it's okay!"
"It's okay!" Bei Mingye straightened his clothes, but his strength was obviously a little weaker.
Pearl took a few steps forward, looked at him timidly, and said: "Master, in order to force the coldness out of the young lady's body, you have exhausted a lot of internal energy. What can I do for you?"
Bei Mingye waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "No, I'll just go back and adjust my breathing. You stay here and take good care of her."
Pearl Fu bowed and said, "Yes."
Seeing Bei Mingye about to leave, Feng Chen quickly stopped him and asked anxiously: "Brother Bei Ming, what happened to my boss?"
Bei Mingye paused, hesitated for a moment, looked back at the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed, walked to the square table, sat down, and said in a low voice: "If it weren't for Gong Yun'ao, this girl wouldn't have gone to Demon Valley.
If you take risks... you won't be bitten by the red snipe, and you won't..."
Feng Chen was confused, "What do you mean?"
Bei Mingye's face was as cold as ice. He looked at Feng Chen intently, but he seemed to be looking at another person far away in the capital. He gritted his teeth, and every word was squeezed out from between his teeth.
His eyes were cold.
"What I mean is that the red croaker is an ancient mythical beast, and it has all kinds of incredible supernatural phenomena. Once bitten or scratched by it accidentally, the cold air will enter the body, sink into the meridians, and accumulate in the organs. This person will
It will become a cold body that cannot be cured, and the cold will break out from time to time and endanger life!"
After hearing this, Feng Chen's face changed drastically, and his mind was in chaos, "How could this be? The boss was bitten by a red swan?"
In this way, the boss must be afraid that he would be frightened, so he endured it alone without saying anything to him. But at this time, he already knew everything. As long as he thought of the boss walking in danger in the Demon Valley, his heart was filled with tears.
It's like being eaten by ants.
"Then, is there really no way to cure this cold syndrome?"
Bei Mingye shook his head, his tone full of pity and distress, "You have to ask his master and uncle about this. I'm not a real god, and I have my limits. I can only deal with her cold syndrome.
It can be suppressed but cannot be eradicated.”
Feng Chen was stunned in place, feeling extremely distressed and dumbfounded.
Shu Yao's master? Mo Guiyan? He is traveling! Where should I find him?
Uncle Master? Who is that? What should he do?
Shu Yao slept until noon. When he got up, his head felt a little groggy. Unexpectedly, he recalled what happened last night, as if Bei Mingye had sent him back.
Shu Yao rubbed her temples, and memories slowly came back to her. It turned out that it was her cold syndrome that caused her, and she was really on time!
This damn red cock has made me feel like she fell into an ice cave.
At this time, Pearl pushed the door in with toiletries in hand. Seeing that Shu Yao was still sitting there in a daze after waking up, she nervously walked to the bed and asked her after her.
"Miss, what do you think?" Pearl's eyes were filled with tears. Thinking of the lady's lifeless appearance yesterday, in an instant, the tears in her eyes rolled down like broken pearls, wetting her little face.
.
Shu Yao lifted the quilt, patted Pearl's little head, and comforted her softly, "I'm fine. I'm fine. It's all over. Don't worry."
Pearl wiped her tears and said distressedly: "You don't even know how cold you were last night. It was like a piece of ice. It was frighteningly cold. If Mr. Ye hadn't used his inner strength to dissolve the coldness in your body, I might not have been able to see you.
It’s your turn…”
When Shu Yao heard this, she felt mixed emotions for a moment. She pinched Pearl's little face that was wet from crying and smiled reluctantly.
"It's okay. My cold syndrome doesn't happen every day. Moreover, I have written a letter to my uncle. As for the master, I am also trying to find a way to contact him... You have to believe that your lady is auspicious, so you don't have to be too nervous.
Worry."
"I hope the young lady can find them, and this slave will feel relieved." Pearl put the basin away, took a face towel to wet it, and handed it to Shu Yao's hand.
Here, Shu Yao had just finished washing and getting dressed, when there was a knock on the door.
Pearl opened the door, and Feng Chen and Gong Yun'ao walked in. "Boss, do you feel any discomfort today?" Feng Chen came to her and reached out to touch his forehead.
Shu Yao pulled down his big hand and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, if anything can happen to a tough-minded person like your sister, I'll be fine."
"Girl, I sent someone to prepare a table of medicinal food. Although it can't cure your cold, it can also strengthen your body." Bei Mingye felt warm watching their siblings chatting, and then he moved towards the door.
After waving, seven or eight young men came to the table one after another carrying various medicinal dishes.