Chapter 366

"You go out, I'll be here."

Brand Heng thought gently swung his sleeve and closed the door. Mo Fei, who was scared, stepped back a few steps and avoided flattening his face. He was not good-looking. If he hit again, it would be uglier.

It was the first time that he went so close to see a woman's face.

She looks really small, 16 years old, but like a 12-3-year-old child, face is also very small, almost not as big as her fist, the whole body is not the slightest weight.

She has been sleeping soundly now. I don't know if it is because the bowl of medicine has worked, so she is so quiet. Although her face is still not very bloody, it is much better than just now.

Don't hold on to this. He raised his arm, but the hand was tight.

"Cold," brand Heng thought gently patted her finger, "my hand for you to hold, put in the quilt good?"

I don't know if his words played a role. Finally, her fingers loosened a little, but she tightly grasped his hand, and her fingers almost had no trace of temperature.

Brand Heng couldn't help but clench the small hand in his hand. It seemed that he wanted to give her the warmth of his body, and also pulled her back from the boundless hell.

Shen Qingci's long eyelashes trembled again, and she couldn't help but clench. The only warmth she can feel now is also such a warmth. She escaped the darkness with her and left the pain.

She seems to be under that pear tree again. She often stands here, waiting for the pear tree to blossom. Six years have passed, and the pear blossom is falling again. She reaches out her hand and wants to get one, but the petals fall down along her hand.

She looked back and saw a haggard and pitiful woman. She raised her wrist free arm, and half a pair of scissors grew on her broken right wrist. She inserted half a pair of scissors into a woman's stomach.

She said, who said you can't kill without your hands.

Without hands, you can kill people as well as kill people.

She saw a man, as well as his sentence of beating to death. She also saw that those sticks hit the woman, breaking her whole body bones, but also smashing her body flesh, and she was lying there in pain, on her bare wrist, nothing.

Until two people jumped in from the outside wall.

"It's tragic to die," Bai Yizi suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, and some of them were just indifferent. "Just now that fragrance is not this pear tree. No, I'm going to dig it back and plant it in my mansion."

He was laughing, but another man in green came over. Some of his black pupils couldn't bear to flash past. Then he took off his cloak and covered the woman's body. He adjusted her hair and put her wrists without hands in the cloak.

"Well, what are you doing? I haven't dug a tree yet."

It was too late for the man in white to stop him. He saw the man in green out of his pocket and threw it into the room not far away. Then the fire broke into the sky

The fire here burned for a whole day and night, and even the pear tree was burned to ashes. No one knew that it had happened here, but only knew that when the fire was extinguished, there was nothing similar here, just a faint fragrance that could not be found any more

Shen Qingci stood there that morning. She watched the yard she had lived in for six years burned down. She felt pain, relief and peace

She lowered her head and raised her hands. Her hands were good, they didn't fall off, and

Her fingers caught something very warm. She couldn't help but follow those warm things

Half of the wall behind, life and death impermanence, reincarnation has passed.

Until she opened her eyes, the warmth in her hands was still there, she gently vomited out a puff of turbid gas, but also to grasp the warmth, she did not want to put, she did not want to put, she did not dare to put.

When she looked around, she found that she was no longer in the room. She moved her hands and her feet, which were not bound.

Until her eyes moved down, she found herself holding a hand. It was a big, warm hand. It was a man's hand.

Her eyes move up, but on a pair of dark pupil, there clearly reflects her reflection, and there is the clarity she has never seen.

"Wake up and drink the medicine."

Brand Heng thought took the medicine on the table, and then put her hand behind her head and helped her up.

Shen Qingci looked at him in such a daze, and then, she released her hand, and the temperature suddenly lost her, could not help but grasp the quilt on her body.

She did not say much, but put the medicine in front of her again.

"Drink it."

Shen Qingci wants to pick up the bowl, but her hands are in constant pain."Drink it," the medicine was put to her mouth. She looked at the man and lowered her head. She drank a bowl of medicine like this. She never mentioned her own pain.

He moved the medicine bowl away and put it on the table on one side.

He stretched out his hand, and then carefully put Shen Qingci's arm in the quilt. His slender fingers also pulled up the quilt to cover her.

"Don't worry. This is the Shuo palace. You are safe here. Your father doesn't know what happened to you. After you are well, what do you want to do with the rest?"

Shen Qingci's lips moved gently. In fact, she wanted to say thank you, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't hear any sound.

And she suddenly is restless, on the forehead is also exuded some cold sweat, her voice, how she did not have a voice, why she can not say.

Brand Heng worry slightly narrowed his eyes, and then asked her, "can't you say something?"

Shen Qingci nodded. She opened her mouth wide. There was still no sound.

"Don't worry," he stretched out his hand and pulled up the quilt for her, as if the elder were his younger generation. "I'll let someone come and show you."

Soon after, Mo Fei came over, he checked for a long time, this is the way back to the brand Heng worry.

"Childe, her throat is hurt. It seems that she can't hear in one ear. She should be deafened by great efforts."

"Is there any way to save it?"

When he looked back, he saw that Shen Qingci was asleep again. She was very uneasy when she was sleeping, and her delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned. It seemed that she was not willing to relax for a moment.

"It's not difficult," Mo Fei touched his chin and returned, "it's just because of trauma. It's all temporary aphasia and loss of grandchildren. As for the recovery time, it's not sure. However, if it's half a year as long as it's a month short, she'll be fine."

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