Chapter 470

Meng Xinghe clenched his fists and stepped forward and said, "Uncle bear, don't worry. She's just confused now. If you want her to wake up, just give her some heat."

He turned to the door and called to the woman in the yard.

"Go to the cellar and get some ice!"

When the old lady brought the ice, he immediately found a handkerchief to wrap it up. Then he sat down at the head of the bed and touched her forehead with the ice bit by bit. He was afraid that she would be frozen or damaged by the heat.

If something happens to song Xijiao, I'm afraid he'll have a hard conscience all his life.

Mr. Xiong saw that Meng Xinghe, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, began to condescend to his caretakers. Those who wanted to scold him could only sit in his chest and turn around to deal with the rest.

"Mr. Xiong, the thief All the things of Miss Song are here. "

Liu Xiang was wronged to kneel on the ground, how did not expect that he could not easily see Mr. Xiong, whom he had admired for a long time, was actually under such circumstances.

Moreover, Mr. Xiong, who always lives in seclusion and does not associate with ordinary people, makes an exception to take in a female apprentice. He is actually the kind of weak woman she hates most.

In addition to the heart of injustice, more grudge!

It's just that men like women like that. Why can't even an expert like Mr. Xiong be free from vulgarity?

Mr. Xiong looked at their so-called "evidence" and sighed deeply.

These things, which are song Xijiao's own and which are esoteric, are clear at a glance. I can only hate these disciples of the Seven Star Pavilion, who are so indistinguishable from right and wrong, and torture people like this.

"Liu Xiang, Xijiao is my beloved apprentice. You have made great contributions to her coming to this end!"

His voice was fierce and his tone was sarcastic. Liu Xiang's body was stiff, and he immediately bowed to his knees: "Mr. bear, it's the thief She started at us first

"You are still sophistry! I have asked clearly. Yesterday she was just standing by the tea stand watching the fun. Hum, her temperament is very curious. Seeing you swaggering through the market in gold and jade, let alone her, I would like to have a look at it more to see which worthless children they are. They are so fond of stinking! As a result, you'd better go up and do it! What can she do? "

When Liu Xiang heard Mr. Xiong's accusation, he was even more aggrieved.

Wearing gold and jade is also because they are the children of rich and noble families!

Entering the Seven Star Pavilion is just to earn the reputation of the children of the Seven Star Pavilion, so that you and your family have a bright face. Why do you have to hide and tuck in and wear ragged clothes?

Mr. Xiong sighed with disappointment at her unrepentant expression.

"You and the disciples who escorted Xijiao will go to get punishment together. From then on, you will quit the Seven Star Pavilion and go home."

As soon as he said this, not only Liu Xiang, but also several disciples kneeling outside the door waiting for news were all stunned.

For the sake of the Seven Star Pavilion, they did not know how many people recommended them, and how many envied them in their hometown. They flattered them every year, because everyone knew that the Seven Star Pavilion belonged only to the military intelligence department managed by the emperor. All the people who went out from the Seven Star Pavilion were the emperor's confidants and had a bright future.

It is undoubtedly one of the most terrible things to be removed from the Seven Star Pavilion.

"Mr. bear, don't I can't go home, I can't quit the Seven Star Pavilion... "

Liu Xiang was so frightened that he didn't know how to say it. He just knelt on the ground and began to knock his head.

Mr. Xiong was the most ruthless man. He didn't even bother to look at them. He turned and left the front hall. Only seven or eight disciples knelt on the ground with empty eyes, as if they had lost everything.

When he returned to song Xijiao's bed in the inner room, he saw that Meng Xinghe was still carefully helping song Xijiao to cool down her temperature, and her anger also disappeared a lot. He just looked at Song Xijiao's pretty white face and asked, "what's the matter?"

"The heat has receded a lot, but I still can't wake up."

Mr. Xiong breathed out a breath from his nose. He is just a female disciple. Don't do anything good or bad. It's a female disciple. In fact, he was raised by his daughter. In the future, when he's old and old, he'll expect her to take care of her in front of her bed and see him off!

However, Meng Xinghe always sat in front of the bed to take care of him. He had no choice but to sigh and continue to deal with his own affairs.

Meng Xinghe looked at the back of his departure and turned to look at Song Xijiao on the bed.

Her skin color was originally snow-white, but now it was even more white and almost transparent, as if it was going to disappear into a piece of powder in this world.

Thinking of the way she argued with herself last night, and looking at the way she was lying in bed, Meng Xinghe felt remorse and remorse once and for all.

"Well..."

All of a sudden, song Xijiao uttered a soft dreaminess. Then she put her dishonest hand out of the quilt. It seemed that she wanted to catch something. But after dancing for a long time, she didn't catch anything. Finally, she fell on her cheek.Meng Xinghe held her hand and tried, even if it was always put in the quilt, even if her whole body was boiling hot, her fingertips also had a slight coolness.

He simply held her fingertips in his hand and warmed her with the temperature of his palm.

"Woo..."

Song Xijiao is a dream, and then long eyelashes instigation, slowly opened his eyes.

When the line of sight gradually focused on the figure in front of her, her eyebrows, which always slightly frowned, instantly wrinkled more tightly.

"It's you again."

Seeing her recognizing herself, Meng Xinghe was surprised, but when she complained as if she was coquettish, she had no choice but to smile: "why, you don't want to see this general?"

"What do you say?"

Song Xijiao coughed as soon as she opened her mouth. Then she raised her hand and explored her forehead. She wanted to sit up in a hurry.

"Don't move!"

Who knows she just had the action, was Meng Xinghe directly pressed to lie down.

"What are you doing? Don't touch me!"

"You're sick. Lie down and stay still."

"That's what you did, too. Stop crying." Song Xijiao wants to brush off his hand and stretch out her arm. However, she finds that her hand is still in his hand. She can't help being annoyed by his moves and frivolity, "let go!"

"I see your hands are too cold. I want to ferry some heat to you. Don't be willful."

"You don't have to worry about it."

Song Xijiao was disgusted with this empty man. Every word was filled with impatience. When she looked left and right, she found herself lying in a strange room. She remembered the scene of climbing mountains and quickly reflected it.

"Is this the Seven Star pavilion? Where is my master? "

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