The moon wind added two points of pallor to the flawless white face. The light blue pupils in the day were angry because they jumped, and the color in the eyes gradually deepened, creating a different kind of dark blue.
"Will this king be the same as you?" He approached with arrogant authority and pinched her jaw.
Su qianle's breathing was not very smooth, and it became more and more difficult for him to handle it.
The holy doctor Liangjiang looked at the eyes of Yuefeng and saw that he was too angry to speak, so he had to pull his robe and shake his head at him.
The moon wind pulled his left hand behind him and clenched it into a fist. The joint was white. It can be seen that he was extremely patient.
His right hand was finally released. Su qianle breathed the cold air and his chest fluctuated violently.
A moment later, the life-saving elixir forcibly fed into her mouth worked. The blood bubbling out of her chest stopped gradually, and her speech became fluent: "the Regent is naturally different from me. You are just more pitiful than me."
Seeing this, Liangjiang quickly knelt down and took two steps, stopped in front of Yuefeng: "Lord, let's go out and talk."
The moon wind pulls the blue light at the bottom of her eyes, and she is sharp. Just looking at it makes people scared.
He forced himself to take Su qianle's face, and with the impulse to peel it inch by inch, he turned around and went out with Liangjiang.
Su qianle, with a voice of ridicule, continued to ring out after he turned around: "regent, this is the poison you taught me personally. Is it self inflicted?"
The moon wind stopped his steps, and then his steps were heavy by two points.
Su Qingle smiled more and more wantonly and cheerfully: "your sister, isn't she? The noble Blue Princess just knew her good brother and hurt her best friend like this."
Liangjiang reluctantly opened his mouth and advised, "Lord, go out... Go out."
Su qianle looked at Yuefeng and continued to walk to the door under the advice of Liangjiang. She laughed more and more. The smile was creepy.
"Princess Chulan will live in the nightmare of killing her best friend by herself for the rest of her life..." her breath is short, and her cruel and extreme words make yuefengwan feel a kind of wordless despair and sadness.
Although he had quickened the pace of leaving, he still clearly heard every word of her acerbity, like a sharp blade inserted into his heart and lungs.
His heart, which had been thought to be hard enough and would never fluctuate again, twitched faintly at this moment, squeezing out painful blood and flowing all over his body.
He turned his back to the dazzling sun of Japanese products. After a long time, he calmed his heart and asked with a trace of hope: "I see her blood has stopped. Can she survive?"
Liangjiang weakly shook his head. Although he was afraid, he could only truthfully report: "although the medicine just sent by the Lord is a life-saving elixir, how can Miss Su's heart and lungs be penetrated? No matter how hard it is to repair, it can only be gasping for seven days at most."
The moon wind only felt the sunlight behind him. He was burning all over his body. It seemed that there was a flame burning in his chest. A layer of fine sweat was quickly poured out all over his body. I didn't know whether it was due to heat or cold sweat.
He waved his hand gently, but Liang Jiang didn't retreat. He knelt down and begged: "Lord, it's heart and lung penetration. There's nothing anyone can do. Please let go of the doctors in the room..."
He then prostrate and kowtow. In the past, he was used to hearing the sound of "bang bang" kowtow. At present, it only makes Yuefeng feel upset and dry.
He handed the tip of his foot to the kowtow position of Liangjiang, but his eyes wandered on the pear blossom in the distance: "take good care of me."
Liangjiang could not decide whether the meaning in his words was to let go or not, but he didn't say much, for fear of the opposite, so he got up and retreated silently.
The moon wind pulled three steps at a time and walked to the stone table less than 100 feet to sit down. His face was covered with a layer of fragmented and mottled sunlight under the wisteria shade at this time.
The pear trees in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the white flowers were as pale and beautiful as his face in early summer.
The moon wind pulled back his face and closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to look at the pear blossoms. He couldn't help recalling what he had done.
But there has never been one that really wants to die in early summer.
He tried his best to show kindness, but he just wanted to keep her here. Even if he only saw her spring dew clear eyes for a long time, he was also satisfied.
The sunset glow in the sky is like fire, reflected in the small porch of Xianyu palace.
When the moon wind pulled in, she saw that lanyuying was red against the sunset, but her back was straight without the wind instrument of the past, and she only felt unspeakable desolation and sadness.
When LAN Yuying saw his figure standing beside him, she stretched out her hand and took him to sit down beside her.
Yuefeng thought about how to open her mouth, but Lanyu Ying pointed to the sunset glow in the sky and said, "ah Chu likes watching the sunset glow very much. When she was on the mountain, she often took me to watch it with her."
She paused here and bent her eyebrows and eyes with a touch of tenderness: "she likes to see the clouds at this time rather than the sunset. When the sunset disappears, it will reflect more gorgeous clouds, which makes her overjoyed."
Yuefeng looked at the extremely beautiful outline on her side, which was as hazy as smoke and water in the afterglow.
"Brother." Lanyuying glanced at him, and her panic was reflected in her blue pupils like glass.
Her voice trembled a little, with a hard to hide fear: "is she really... Poisoned?"
The moon wind pulled down her eyes and said nothing. The blue feather cherry's face puffed, and the corners of her lips murmured: "I... Killed her myself?"
A teardrop fell straight and hit the back of the hand pulled by the moon wind. He only felt that the teardrop was hot and burning, and he had burn pain.
"Don't cry, you didn't." Slightly cool fingertips suddenly wiped blue feather cherry at the moment, she felt that her sight was a little blurred, rubbed her eyes, and the back of her hand was wet.
Lanyuying's beautiful face suddenly showed a happy smile. His excited hands held his tearful hands. With uncertain fear in his eyes and the expectation that what the moon wind said was true, he urgently asked him, "really? Ah Chu is all right?"
He breathed deeply, forced himself to suppress the surging blood tide on his chest. His white, slender, bony hand gently rubbed Lanyu Ying's pale cheek: "if you want her to be okay, you have to promise your brother one thing."
Lanyu Ying immediately smiled, like a beam of golden light sprinkled by the sunset: "don't say one thing, but if my brother asks for something, even if it's not for achu, meng'an will promise my brother."
The moon wind took his hand and paused imperceptibly, then took it back as if nothing had happened.
He stood up, his face hidden in the darkening Dusk: "prepare, succeed the female emperor."