The traction Gu attacked.

Xie Cifeng's eyes became darker and darker.

In the end, it is like a whirlpool on the sea, a dark abyss.

It's terrifying.

The red pattern seemed to be alive, and it continued to flow on Yuan Changhuan's chest.

Xie Ci looked at the red pattern in silence.

I want to touch it.

The words that come to mind are inseparable.

His words were not credible, and he didn't feel anything, but he didn't want to gamble with Yuan Changhuan's life.

True or false.

The cold fingers re-put the placket of Yuan Changhuan's shirt again.

Cover with a thin quilt.

Everything is back to the way it was.

Xie Ci looked back and stared at her brows quietly.

Suddenly turned around.

Leave without looking back.

The night is darker.

In the big study room of the Royal Prince's Mansion, Xie Ci stood in place, his eyes were cold to the bone, and his voice did not hide the coldness, "Inform the Mozi Department, tomorrow's Peach Blossom Festival, and make every effort to protect the princess." ”

"Mochen, you and Mohe personally lead the team."

Mo Chen was rarely solemn and rigorous, and replied respectfully, "The subordinates obey orders." ”

"Qi Shi Lord, Mr. He has news from him, and he will come back tomorrow night."

With Mochen's words, Yin Yi reported, "There is no news from the eldest grandson, and there doesn't seem to be any arrangement." ”

"There's no arrangement, it's different." The eyebrows of Xie Ci became more and more indifferent.

The fingers twisted the Buddha beads, and the movements became bigger and bigger.

It seems calm, but in fact, it is ......

Closing his eyes, the red lines on Yuan Changhuan's chest appeared in Xie Ci's mind.

Now, I can only wait for He Xiuzhi to come back.

All night, thanksgiving did not sleep.

Read all the books in the study about strange arts.

Among them, there is a record of traction Gu.

Lots and messy.

The point is that what the record says is not much different from what Ye Moli said.

Following.

Before dawn, I left the house and went to the peach blossom forest to prepare.

As for Yuan Changhuan.

After the hour, Fang was woken up by the jade satin.

"Princess, the time has come, it's time to freshen up and have breakfast."

Yawned, Yuan Changhuan wiped the next door.

The bed was still cold, and there was no sign of being slept on.

The thank-you note did not come back.

The long eyelashes drooped, and his voice was hoarse with a little coldness, "The prince didn't return yesterday?" ”

"I'm back, just going to the study to rest."

Qing Wan replied respectfully.

Hearing Qingwan's words, Yuan Changhuan thought for a moment.

Make up your mind that you must drag the thank you back tonight.

It's not a family all day.

"Let's change your clothes."

Yuan Changhuan raised her arm so that the maids could support her,

Considers.

touched Yuan Changhuan's temperature.

Yu Satin was taken aback, "Miss, do you have a fever, your body is so hot." ”

Subconsciously touched his forehead.

I didn't feel anything wrong.

"I guess I just woke up and haven't recovered yet, so it's okay, help me up."

Yuan Chang Huanyun replied lightly.

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's words, Yu Satin disagreed, "No, I have to find a doctor to take a look." ”

Yuan Changhuan's eyes were slightly Ling, "Listen to whom?" ”

Footsteps paused.

Jade Satin didn't dare to assert herself.

It's rare for the young lady to be so blunt, she must be really angry.

"You have the final say, but ......"

Yu Sain felt sorry for her own young lady, but she didn't dare to be disobedient.

can only carefully help Yuan Changhuan to get up.

Go to the clean surface.

Yuan Changhuan walked steadily, his eyes were also clear, and there were no signs except for his hot body.

Isn't it really a fever?

Jade satin thought while serving Yuan Changhuan.

"Miss, if you are not feeling well, you must tell the slave maid."

Yuan Changhuan tilted his head to look.

Eyebrows and style, looking forward to brilliance.