"You ......"

Zhan Bei was choked by her words, his chest was like a stone, and his throat smelled fishy, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He stood up holding his chest, and as soon as he took a step, his chest ached, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the white handkerchief in his hand was already soaked with sweat and turned into a red handkerchief.

Qiu Fengyi glanced at it, showed a disgusted gaze, and raised her hand to cover her nose slightly.

turned around and sat back on the bed~ went up, put down the bed tent, cut off the distance between her and Zhanbei, and only heard the woman's cold voice flowing out of the bed tent: "Let's go, so as not to let others find out." ”

As long as she survives tonight, her father will enter the palace early tomorrow, and she will not be afraid of anything.

Zhan Bei covered his heart, his lips became very red because of the blood, his eyes were alienated and confused, and there was an indescribable beauty, this weak beauty was a little more beautiful than many women.

It's just that what's the use, you can't get a little care.

It's just uncomfortable for me.

He reluctantly said, "Okay, I'll go." ”

As he spoke, he took a difficult step, and just wanted to leave, but Qiu Fengyi's cool and sharp words came from behind: "Remember not to walk from the door when you leave, how you came, how to leave." ”

What she meant was that he would use light skills to climb over the wall.

But now, his old illness has relapsed, and his whole person is swaying when he walks, and if he does his luck again, it will be tantamount to forcing himself to death.

Qiu Fengyi is not stupid, how could she not know?

However, she would rather hold her fist for herself than let this man who has been with her for so many years leave her life.

The Tao is affectionate, but it is merciless.

Zhan Bei felt that his chest was like thousands of arrows penetrating into it, and his hands and feet began to tremble in pain, and his blood-stained lips began to turn bruised, and he supported him to the death and said, "Okay, everything is as you wish, I only wish you well." ”

As long as she thinks it's good, then he'll go.

It's just that these affectionate words can't make Qiu Fengyi feel even a little soft-hearted, and the woman said coldly: "Go!" ”

She knew that if Zhan Bei stayed here for a few more moments, she would be in more danger, and she didn't want to let herself fall into that situation, so she could only let him go ruthlessly!!

As soon as Zhanbei took a step, the heavy carved gate of the palace was pushed open.

He saw a black and golden coiled dragon boot carrying in, and the bone-chilling voice of the gloomy owl slowly came in: "Go, where are you going?" ”

Qiu Fengyi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, stood up suddenly, opened the bed tent, and looked at the man who slowly walked in from outside the door.

Moreover, it goes straight to the eighteenth layer of hell.

This man is her curse, and it's not false at all.

Qiu Fengyi's legs were so frightened that she fell to the ground, grabbed the bed net, leaned against the side of the bed, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Why is Warlord here?

Did he already hear what she said to Zhan Bei? What's going on?

A series of questions appeared in his mind, and when he saw Qiu Yinong who slowly walked in behind Zhan Yu, all Qiu Fengyi's doubts were answered in an instant.