"Why is there a red spot on Uchiko's wrist?"

Xie Ci loosely held Yuan Changhuan's wrist and watched her suddenly appear like something like cinnabar.

Cold eyes squinted.

The eldest grandson Jing carelessly stroked his sleeve, his fingers touched his wrist, and he didn't stop.

Unhurriedly replied, "The sequelae, the high fever will disappear when it subsides, and there is no problem." ”

"Lonely still has something to do, go first."

The eldest grandson mirror's body is slightly unstable, but it adds an immortal posture.

Decadent and immortal.

Thanks, but spoke. "Fold it up, take the eldest grandson to the guest room to rest for two days before leaving."

"What, Xie Shizi wants to imprison Gu?"

The eldest grandson squinted his eyes, and the slight pressure instantly diffused.

The whole room was full of oppression.

"This prince is afraid that the eldest grandson will be tired and tired, and his spirit will not be good, so if he goes out and meets someone from the royal family, he will not be able to leave." After a pause, the tone of the thank you became more and more light, "After all...... This is the Great Qiping City. ”

The eldest grandson squinted, and a breath of depression was blocked in his heart, and he was thanked for it.

It is worthy of his recognized opponent.

Interesting.

It's funny.

Changsun Jing's originally cold complexion suddenly became a little happy, "Very good, very good, it's better to be respectful." ”

After the eldest grandson mirror left.

Yuan Qi frowned, "You will not have trouble imprisoning the prince of Northern Zhou?" ”

"Compared to Yuanyuan's safety, nothing else."

Xie Ci stared at Yuan Changhuan, but the words were said to the Yuan family.

Unabashedly, Yuan Changhuan is important to him.

Seeing the thanks, the Yuan family was completely relieved.

"It's your young man's world now, Ben Hou doesn't care what you do, but my daughter ......" Yuan Qi's tone was strong and ruthless, "If you are wronged by half a point, I will not spare you!" ”

……

Night.

Yuan Changhuan's originally crimson cheeks became more and more red.

In the end, it was as if it was going to drip blood.

And it's been in a state of nightmares.

Constant dreaming.

Xie Ci stroked her cheek, regardless of the redness and swelling of the palm of his hand, and brought it to her lips, "Yuanyuan, wake up quickly." ”

Yuan Changhuan has been trapped in a nightmare, constantly struggling, and constantly being devoured.

Blood-red in the joy room.

Yuan Changhuan held a blood-colored glass of wine, and looked at the man in front of him with red lips and an evil smile.

It's clearly a face of thanks, but the smile is gloomy.

The thin red lips opened slightly.

Just about to say something.

Xie Ci's body suddenly twisted and deformed.

The painting is a cloud of red mist.

After the red mist dissipates.

Yuan Changhuan was shocked to find that the groom in the red wedding dress had become Qin Lancang.

Qin Lan Cangjun's face was full of righteousness, and Yuan Changhuan wanted to speak.

I couldn't spit out a word.

The screen turns.

The groom official sitting in front of her was actually replaced by the eldest grandson mirror.

Compared with Xie Ci and Qin Lancang, Changsun Jing's voice was quiet and lingering, "Lady." ”

"No ......"

Yuan Changhuan's pupils dilated.

A gentle and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, "Yuanyuan, it's time for you to wake up." ”

"Ahh

Yuan Changhuan opened his eyes violently, gasping for breath.

Then he was hugged into a warm embrace, "It's okay, it's okay, you're just a nightmare." ”

A murmuring voice, a familiar tone.

It's a thank you.

I don't know why.

When Yuan Changhuan opened his eyes and saw the resignation, his heart gradually calmed down.

The hand hanging by his side also quietly placed it on his waist.

"What's wrong with me?"

probably hadn't spoken for a long time, and Yuan Changhuan's voice was faintly hoarse.